Life isn't as simple as everyone thinks it is. I have had a rough life in high school which prompted me to do something later in life.
I had a miserable high school life, even what I thought I had turned out to hurt me the most, and made me a bitter soul out thirsting for nothing but revenge. Revenge against those who made my life miserable and made life a living hell .
I survived High school. However, I didn't survive to be a weakling but to bring to my feet those who contributed in hurting me, in killing the real me and bringing forth this lady which isn't me but unfortunately now is me. Peter, Tricia, everyone who took part in tearing this innocent girl apart will get to feel nothing but my wrath, in full force. To make them pay, cry blood and bleed blood and beg for their miserable lives but then, I won't have mercy on them, because I died the day they broke the last straw on my tiny back.
And my story begins...
"You were bullied again? A voice came from the background. A tall handsome guy about 180cm tall, chiselled jaw, brown hair and brown eyes walked towards me. He was sitting alone in the dark. He stopped before me and brushed the dirt on my shoulder with his right hand and the other hand in his pocket. "You were bullied? They bullied you again, right? He asked. " Don't worry, you've got me. We need to get you changed into something nice, you look horrible right now. Don't worry. I'll take care of her, trust me" he smiled at me.
I hugged him as tears rolled down my cheeks. I felt so much comfort as his hands were wrapped around my body and gently patted my back.
That's Peter Edwards. The most handsome and famous boy in Cassidy High School and my senior. Cassidy High School, the worst and most horrible High School in the city. Bullying is the school's lifestyle and teachers have no say as the bullies tend to be the kids of city's richest and finest men and women.
I'm Caroline Zacharias, a simple middle class girl on scholarship in Cassidy High School, The best and top and most expensive High school of all times. I mean, no High school can come close to Cassidy High school.
An exam was organised and luckily, I was the best and I got the scholarship. I was all excited to attend such prestigious High school. However, all my excitement vanished after witnessing some kid being bullied by a bunch of bullies.
I rushed over to save that kid and that was the beginning of my hardship. I crossed path with the high school female bully, Tricia. Daughter of a top businessman and billionaire. From a very wealthy and affluent family.
While in Cassidy High school, I tried to keep my cool and stay away from her. But then, it was impossible as i was one of the most intelligent and hard working students. Teachers loved me because of my passion and dedication. I thought life would become better until I made Tricia fall face flat on her grades. I had beat her and took over the top position in our grade. I became the overall best and that evil witch Tricia didn't take it lightly with me.
After the results were announced and I was announced the overall best in our grade, Tricia fumed up in anger and left with her crew.
While heading back to my class, a student blocked my way and placed a note in my palm.
I immediately opened the note which read "come meet me at the rooftop you bitch if you do not wish to die".
"She's definitely kidding. That girl got to be kidding". I folded the note and hurried to the rooftop.
There she was with her stupid crew.
"I'm here Tricia, what do you want from me? I asked folding my arms close to my chest.
"Wow! The ego and audacity to stand boldly before me and utter such silly question and also folding your arms! When I'm through with you, I'll make sure you're left with no arms" Tricia threatened
"I'm not movey at all. What are you going to do this time? Hit me? Good grief"
"Wow! Tricia took a few steps close to me. "Just wow! Such pride. It gladdens my heart as I derive pleasure in shattering it. Caroline Zacharias. You're a dead meat" she immediately grabbed my hair from behind and pulled my head down.
I began to struggle to break free.
She signalled her girls who quickly rushed to me and held my hand and she kicked my legs from behind, forcing me to get on my knees.
Tricia stood before me laughing.
"How does it feel to stand before the almighty Tricia. Remember your first torture? Give me the whip" she stretched her hand and one of her puppet handed a whip to her. "My oh my. My favourite instrument of torture ".
"No Tricia, don't do it. Don't hit me with that, I beg of you "
"Oh! You know how to beg! Wow! You can beg! Well, it's already too late to beg. Eat this whip bitch " Tricia raised the whip and the first stroke landed on my arm. That really hurt. I screamed in pains and the second stroke landed on my other arm. I struggled to break free from the two girls holding my hands.
Tricia gave me two more strokes and ordered the girls to let me go.
While I was wailing in pains, Tricia Was laughing at me.
She bent over and touched my chin. .
"That's your punishment silly for trying to take over my position. This is going to be the last time you will aim for my position. Get it! She laughed and the kicked me on my stomach. "Let's go girls. I need to wash off the dirt on my clothes " she walked away laughing while I groaned in pains.
I managed to gather some strength and leave from there to my comfort zone.
Peter, my sweet boyfriend was there to comfort me, as usual.
But today, after comforting me, he dragged me by my hand to Tricia's class and insisted she followed us out.
Tricia dropped what she was doing and left with us.
Peter and Tricia had a serious confrontation that day and Peter threatened to not just end her schooling career but end everything she holds dear if she dares lay a finger on me.
Tricia was so furious but couldn't do anything. She angrily left while I quickly hugged Peter.
Peter patted my back and kissed my forehead.
"Babe, I think you should go home "
"Class isn't over yet"
"Babe, no class today for you. Just go get some rest. Besides, we're going on a little break for a few weeks so, just go home and rest up. You've been through a lot. I'll drop you at your house. Come with me. Hold my hand and walk with me". He said stretching his hand to me. I quickly placed my hand in his palm. "Let's go" he smiled at me and I smiled back.