“Fuck off Law.” I snap at the cocky bastard. I look back towards the door and she is gone. Sighing I turn back to face my friends.
“You know, she isn’t like the others. This one has a backbone and won’t be pussy whipped by you.” Law remarks, ever the observant prick.
Roman snorts. “You won’t get anywhere near her pussy either. Bet she is tight as fuck though.” He groans, drawing the attention from the girls nearby. They titter, blushing as I look their way. I roll my eyes, and frown at my friends.
“Will you two shut the fuck up.” I growl. “We need a plan.” I rub my head. I’m getting a headache again.
“No, I am not getting involved in another one of your plans. The last one almost got a girl killed.” I stare at Roman. Out of the three of us, he is the softest.
“We won’t go that far, just a little hazing.”
“No, count me out.” Roman gets up, dumps his tray and walks away.
“Roman.” I call after him. He stops, looking back at me. “Just remember what we spoke about.” If looks could kill, I would be a dead man at the look Roman shoots my way before stomping off, fuck, I would be dead where I’m sat.
I will lose these two someday. I can feel it. It doesn’t stop me though. It doesn’t stop the shit that comes out of my mouth.
I look at Law, seeing the frown on his face as he watches Roman leave. “Are you out too?” I ask. He looks my way. He smiles before answering, but it is a fake smile. One I know I have pushed too far again. Shit.
“Nah, as long as we don’t go as far as last time. I am not having that shit on my conscious.” He shudders.
Maybe last year we did push too far, but it was for own good. Her fate would have been far worse.
“Fair enough, let’s start off small.” I look towards Bethany, who is looking my way, batting those spider lashes at me. This will be easy.
Everly
I fucking hate this school. Someone got into my room, even though I had the locks changed. They wore a hoody, so I couldn’t see their face on my video link, but I know it was a girl. They went straight into my bathroom, came out shortly after in a hurry.
When I had a shower, and looked down, screeching like a banshee deranged, I noticed I was blue. The fuckers put blue dye in my shower gel. I came out looking like a fucking smerf.
I ran out of my room, shouting my head off and wanting answers. All I got was girls taking their phones out and recording the whole thing. No one said a word, just laughed.
I managed to get most of it off my skin that was showing, but my legs still held a hint of blue. The laughing started again as soon as I left my room. Pictures of me went around the whole school. Pictures of me, naked and very blue, plus the ones of me in my towel shouting at everyone. I went straight back to my room and found the camera hidden between my books.
I am summoned to the principal’s office that afternoon. As I follow the secretary to his office, I see Sinclair and Bethany who is rubbing herself over him like a leper.
The secretary gestures for me to go in once we arrive.
I knock first, before going into the office. Principal Hagley sits behind his desk. For some reason, he gives me bad vibes. His eyes flash when he sees me. I see them travel up and down my body.
He’s a bulking man, squeezed into the chair that seems too small for him. He looks flushed and slightly pissed.
“Take a seat.” He says, gesturing to the seat opposite him. His eyes follow me to my seat. I pull my skirt down when they land on my legs.
As I do, I place my bag on my lap. Knowing what this is about and wanting out of this room, I blurt the first thing that pops into my head. “This isn’t my fault.” I say in a snappish tone. I wince when his eyes widen slightly.
“I never said it was,” he replies calmly, ignoring my outburst. “I just want to know if you have any idea who did it.”
“No, if I did, I would deal with them myself.” I try to keep my tone calm, but a bit of anger slips out anyway.
“We don’t tolerate violence here,” he replies in a stern voice. “We don’t tolerate nudity either.” As he says that, he flushes. He fidgets in his seat, I hope to fucking god he doesn’t have a boner.
“Like I said, it wasn’t my fault. Whoever it was, it was a girl. Maybe blonde.”
“That could be a number of girls.” He says flippantly. “Do you still have the recording? Or the camera that was used.”
Yeah, you would like that wouldn’t you, I think to myself.
I hand over the camera. “I deleted the footage. It may still be on the memory stick though.” Like hell it is. I get up, heading to the door.
“Before you leave Everly, your father has called me a number of times. Call him back, he is getting… agitated.” I notice the pause.
I snort, leaving without saying a word. I will call that man back when hell freezes over.
I head to my English class, the only class I look forward to. I don’t bother eating in the canteen anymore. I have a fridge in my room with everything I need. The kitchen in my dorm only gets used by me, which I like. Though it can be annoying when everyone watches me.
When I open the door to my English class, I see Kellan already seating behind his desk. He springs up the moment he sees me. The look of concern making my heart flutter.
“Are you ok?” he asks, rushing to me. He stops short, reaching out for me but thinks better of it.
My heart flutters. I like how he cares about me. I catch him watching me sometimes in class. It feels nice, having someone in this school that cares about me, even if it is my teacher.
“Yeah, I’m good. Might need something else to get the blue out of my legs though.” I chuckle. I rub my face, knowing I am flushed. Has everyone seen me naked? How did they do it? even with all the teachers.
“Do you know who would have pulled such a prank?” He cocks his head to the side like a puppy. A puppy that I want to stroke.
“I have an idea.” I reply, looking away from his intense gaze.
“I have called for the locks to be changed again. I saw that you had them done already.” He questions. He moves a little closer to me. I look up, seeing his blue eyes blazing.
“Yeah, old habits.” I gulp.
“Can I ask why?” He asks in a low voice.
I shrug. “My old school was the same. The girls were jealous of who I was, what I looked like, the attention I got.” I shrug again, not wanting to delve into my past too much. Those girls were my friends and they turned on me. “I guess the girls here are the same. I just didn’t realise it would happen so soon.” I watch him close the gap between us. I look into his face, wanting to touch the freckles lining his cheeks.