New Girl - Part 3

Break time finally came around and I followed Florence out onto the playground (god knows why it's still called that, we're 16 for goodness sake). The moment we pushed through the big blue double doors I started to feel a little sick. I was confident with my comebacks, but had a feeling this might turn physical - and if it did it wouldn't be Sarah I was fighting. Hell no. It'd be one of the big tough guys who want to impress her by doing her dirty work.
"deep breath, you'll be okay, I think you're really clever, good luck and just so you know most of the school is rooting for you!" Florence pulled me into a quick hug. That was a bit quick, hugs in the first 3 hours of being at a school.
"well well well... Look what the cat dragged out. Glad you didn't chicken out, I've been looking forward to this all morning." Sarah purred.
I raised my eye brows slightly and smiled "I have no reason to chicken out, this seems like a good challenge. I have been looking forward to it myself." Sarah rolled her big brown eyes and spun on her heel, strutting into the middle of the playground.
"follow her, stand opposite her, and then go for it." Florence smiled reassuringly. Oh god, here I go.
I strode confidently into the centre and stood directly facing Sarah.
"so little princess, what do you have for me?" I narrowed my eyes and stared her down.
"why yes am a princess, how nice of you to agree! What are you now, the peasant?" she looked smug.
"peasant maybe, but does it matter? Someone's title doesn't make them any better. A princess could be a bitter evil person, yet a peasant someone everybody loves, isn't that right everyone?" I called out into the growing crowd surrounding us
"damn right!" a guy with floppy dirty-blonde hair yelled.
"you are a stupid little bitch! I am not the evil one in this situation. Look who's dressed as a witch."
"swearing won't help you here dear, I find swearing totally ineffective, and useless. Secondly, witches don't exist, however if they did I would put a spell on you right away"
"I don't give a fuck what you think of swearing, I like to fucking swear. It's good. And I'm not stupid I know witches aren't real, you just made me think maybe I was wrong."
"you're wrong about a lot of things I assume? That's why things give you second thoughts all the time?" I was hoping she was running out of things to say as I certainly was.
"go cut yourself or whatever you emo's do! I'm never fucking wrong."
"well you're not always right."
"what?! I have not said anything wrong at all."
"actually, you said I was an emo, I am infact a goth, and most of the time neither goths or emo's cut themselves, that is just a stereotype."
"um right well of course I knew that, Jesus I don't know who you think you are! You need a bloody sorting out! I won't fight you today, because it's your first day and I'm nice." I nearly choked on my tongue,
"ha! Nice? You could have fooled me!"
"whatever, bite me."
"I'm not a vampire either dear."
"don't patronise me, I'm done with you."
Suddenly cheers from the crowd around us erupted, I had completely forgotten they were even there! The guy with floppy hair who had participated earlier was chanting my name, and slowly the rest of the students joined him. Sarah's face was mortified. She stalked up to me and put her mouth just millimetres away from my ear.
"I am not finished with you, this is not the end." she growled.
As Sarah stalked away a small group of girls followed her like lost puppies. Florence pounced on me
"ohmygod!! You were amazing!! She is going to be so mad that you out smarted her!!!" I grinned and acted that I was proud of my victory, crowds flooded around me congratulating me.
Oh shit, I was going to die.