~Chelsea~
( The next day...)
I was still laughing at yesterday's topic...
Handsome but stupid! I'm suppressing a laughter so hard, I can feel some tears forming. Like- nobody knows what x is, that's the whole point of solving it to find out what it is. I was barely able to breath, I was giggling too hard, even though he was glaring at me, he knew I was still laughing at him... I don't care!
This dude thinks because he's handsome, he can get anything he wants, it almost disgusts me.
The teacher heard my giggles and was about to throw an insult on me but the bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson to recess. I packed my things and followed the crowd to the cafeteria where I spotted Eva sitting alone on one of the tables, reading a book, I went to go join her and she lifted up her head to make eye contact and her cheerful spirit was contagious.
Her smile faded when the cafeteria went silent and stared at Christopher and two other boys, I leaned in the whisper in Eva's ear...
"Let me guess... those are Christopher's minions?"
She nodded before adding, "The one with green eyes is Isaac and the tall one is Xavier, the three of them are the biggest bullies both rich and handsome."
I nodded, before noticing Chris glaring at me... He better not be plotting something stupid in that empty head of his. To my surprise, the three of them walked to our table and sat down, making the whole cafeteria gasp and whisper. To my left, Eva was blushing hardly lifting her head up and the three knuckleheads were looking at me...
The Xavier dude smirked and asked, "So she's the fiesty one you were yapping about." Christopher nodded, not breaking eye contact before speaking, "Chelsea... Am I right?"
I nodded and they stood up and left, leaving Eva and I alone with many glances in our direction, some jealous, some fear.
I shrugged and enjoyed my recess with my new friend, Eva, and when I returned back to class, I opened my bag and saw all my books and my bag wet and sticky, covered raw egg yolk and eggs shells, my heart skipped a beat... Not for good cause, but bad... The books and my bag are all new! I was gonna have to wash my bag?! I laid out all my books on the table, leaving behind the broken eggs and it's liquids inside. In a fit of rage, I shouted to the emerging crowd...
"Who the fuck did this?!"
And there he was, a smirk planted on his face, leaning against the door frame... "I did, what you gonna do about it little Donkey?"
My heart was pounding in anger, without thinking twice, I picked up my bag and threw it at him, painting his shirt, pants and face and I could see the surprised look from everyone, including him, them shoved past him, angry, not even looking back, heading to the toilets to calm myself!