Scarlett
It was a cold, gloomy morning that day. I was already dreading walking through the gates of Dexter High. I knew what awaited me; torture. I stared a while at the school's architecture. It reminded me of something you saw in a horror movie; creepy and eerie.
I signed, took a deep breath in, then walked in along with the hundreds of students flooding themselves into the school halls. Easily, I weaved my way through the crowd avoiding as much as possible anyone's trouble, but unfortunately, someone's trouble found me, again; as usual.
I was brutally shoved against a locker. I groaned in pain. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see who my torturer was; it hadn't changed. It was still the same Brianna Lee; Dexter High's mean queen.
"Well, well, well... my little prey thought she could run away from me, didn't she?" I stared into her dark brown eyes, then I let my eyes scan her whole being. She was dressed the same; a short blue pleated skirt, a white shirt, a cute cross tie, long white socks, black loafers and as always, her brown wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders.
Behind her stood her dummy boyfriend; Bret Willer with a smug smile on his face. He was also dressed in his school uniform. "I can't believe she tried to escape again." he said. I begged heaven to deliver me from their trouble but it seemed the gates were locked when I rendered my prayers.
"Can we not do this today?" I asked adjusting my glasses which almost slid off my nose due to the impact of the hit. She replied in her fake nice voice, "Sweetie, we are doing this every fucking day of your life till we graduate. I'm NEVER letting you go!"
Suddenly, pain exploded in my head. She just yanked my hair. I bit my lips determined not to make the cries she wished to get out of me. Suddenly, she slapped me across the face. My glasses fell to the ground.
"Look, she's probably blind now." Bret laughed. "She probably is." his babe replied. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Poor Liv. You used to be somebody,... but now..." She threw a hard punch at my guts. I bent over in pain. Then she whispered in my ear, "... you are NOTHING and you will always be NOTHING!" The bell for the first lesson rang interrupting my torment session. "We'll be back." Brianna said before she and Bret walked away.
As they walked away, I slid against the locker unto the cold floor of the hallways. I picked my glasses back up, then sat in silence for a minute. "The things you do for love..." I growled.