As Olive emerged from the bathroom, she was confronted once again by the bullies who had been waiting for her.
"You're back in my grasps again, poop head," the chubby guy sneered, his voice dripping with malice as he advances towards Olive causing her to gulp nervously. "You had one of the rich Masters of Belmont High School scold us because of a lowlife scholarship student like you. You even had the audacity to call me a poop head in there before Mark showed up."
"I'm not a poop head, so stop calling me that," Olive retorted with an angry gaze. And Mark? He is part of the rich Masters of Belmont High School? Olive murmured to herself, looking bewildered and shocked. Mark Williamsburg? That jerk, no wonder these fools follow his orders.
"How dare you interrupt me when I'm speaking?" the chubby guy yelled, his voice filled with anger as he glared at Olive. "As a new scholarship student with a red card, it's understandable that you may struggle to find your place in the school. So, you'll need to clean the toilets as a punishment for your arrogant behavior, and you can't leave until they're all done."
"What?! All the toilets? You expect me to clean all of them?" Olive exclaimed, her voice filled with anger as she glared at the chubby guy in front of her.
"You don't want to wash it, huh? Are you being stubborn? Do you need to be taught a lesson before you follow simple instructions?" the chubby guy said angrily, pushing Olive and causing her to fall to the floor. "You need to do as you're told; you have no right to refuse, or there will be consequences." He threatened with a serious tone.
Olive eyes flashed with anger but she knew she couldn't stand up to the guys, as she was too fragile, and standing up to them would only bring her harm. So, she kept calm, gripping her school uniform edge until her knuckles turned white.
Two guys from the bully gang stepped forward and grabbed Olive by her arms, leading her into the bathroom and closing the door behind them.
"This is ridiculous! Open this door right now!" Olive shouted, her voice laced with anger as she banged on the bathroom door with all her might, not willing to accept being bullied.
"I suggest you start working now so you can finish on time," the chubby guy echoed through the door with a laugh. "The door will be opened once you're done with the washing."
"I'm not cleaning any toilets. Open this door immediately!" Olive continued to shout and bang on the bathroom door, hoping that a teacher or anyone helpful would hear her and open it.
"Save your energy for cleaning, dude. We'll check on you every hour to see your progress," the chubby guy said before walking away with the other bullies, leaving Olive alone.
Olive could hear their retreating footsteps, which further fueled the anger in her.
"Don't leave! Come back and open this door!" Olive yelled, banging on the door with all her might, but still, there was no response.
Several minutes had passed, with no one opening the door, and she finally gave up, sitting on the tiled floor with a defeated and dejected look on her face.
"How am I supposed to clean all these toilets?" she muttered to herself, looking at the numbered toilets. "There are a hundred in total. I'll get that brat Lucas for this." She gritted her teeth, stood up, and started pacing back and forth.
She soon got up and quickly grabbed a wooden brush, a bucket of water, and detergent. "There's no way I'll be leaving here if I don't start," she thought to herself, letting out a heavy sigh. She then entered one of the bathrooms and began scrubbing the WC and floor tiles.
An hour passed, and none of the bully gang showed up as they had promised. The day bid goodbye with a whisper, the sky turning into a canvas of deepening hues. Soft pinks and oranges melted into purples, like a gentle watercolor bleed. The sun, a burning ember, sank slowly below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow on the landscape. The school's lights still shone brightly around the entire school, and Olive was almost done cleaning the toilet.
Olive couldn't help but think that the bullies had all gone to bed. "Gone to bed and left me here?!" she suddenly yelled, realizing the truth. "Guess I'm going to be sleeping in the bathroom? Hell no!" She yelled again and began banging on the door once more, screaming at the top of her voice in the hope that someone might hear her.
Meanwhile, George Lucas, who had chosen to remain at school after playing digital games with his friends, was descending the stairs. He was eager to discover the identity of the person he had been bullying and why Mark was defending them. Despite Mark's denial of any romantic interest in Olive when accused of being gay, Lucas remained skeptical and wanted to uncover the truth for himself.
The loud banging noise emanating from the bathroom door caught Lucas's attention. He approached the source of the sound and used the key that was conveniently placed on a chair nearby to unlock the door.
Unaware that the door had been opened, Olive continued to bang on it, accidentally hitting Lucas in the nose.
"Argh!" Lucas cried out in pain, clutching his nose as blood began to flow. "How dare you, you jerk!" he shouted, his body tensing up at the sight of his own blood.
Olive was at a loss for words as she gazed at the young man before her. She recalled their first encounter when Lucas was the leader of a bullying incident. Fear gripped her as she swallowed hard. She quickly covered her face, pushed Lucas out of her way, and began running.
"You... you..." Lucas stuttered, his fist clenched tightly as he watched Olive disappear without looking back. "Oh, damn! I'll definitely get my hands on that guy!" He cursed and walked into the bathroom.
Running out of the school building and into the school compound, Olive finally stopped to catch her breath. "I hope he doesn't recognize me, or I'll be in serious trouble with that bully," she murmured, still trying to catch her breath as she panted heavily.
Footsteps could soon be heard approaching, alerting Olive to the possibility of security or Lucas chasing after her. She quickly ran back into the school building, heading towards her dorm. Upon reaching her dorm door, she opened it and entered, shutting the door behind her and leaning against it, panting heavily.
"Are you the scholarship student? Aren't you?" a voice suddenly asked, causing Olive to jump in fear and turn to face the intruder, trembling. It was George Lucas.
Olive heart razed as she realized that she was trapped. Lucas was naked, his muscles rippling beneath his skin as he moved closer prompting Olive to cover her eyes, trying to shield herself from the sight.
Lucas growled, his voice low and menacing. " We meet again dummy."