56 minuites later i lay underneath my checked quilt on the lumpy sofa. One eye black and a bloody nose. Macey's bbm pic was of her, black eyes, wounded cheek, bleeding teeth and raggedy nails- accompanied by her status- 'Kristen the little cat- look wat she did!' Honestly trust HER to be so immature about this!
I lay flat on my back- wishing and waiting for Lily, mum and dad to come back- they'd been out for absolutley ages at some secret place. Nevermind.
"Krisi!" screamed Jesse from the hall- "Im goin Rangons!" (that's our local takeaway) "what' ya want?" Groaning I heaved my heavy bones of the sofa. U down at the crumpled leaflet i considered my options- and then something hit me. "Jesse! Do you know what? I will get it!" i said and rushed away.
And as i did i heard him shout- "Chips Krisi" that made me think. I DON't actually care.
I was going for a reason. I pulled out Jesses card and shoved it across the counter in the convy. "Cheapest eggs- ta" and i ran out the box under my arms. First i ordered the food and then headed home. However i took a detour down Mulberry Close. Thrusting my arm high above my head I flung 6 eggs at the windows of number 19. Then i pulled my hood over my messy mopish mane of what you'd call hair an hid behind a bush. Maceys mum waddled out her huge chest bouncing and tummy wobbling- I stifled a giggle.
"Holy Shit Babe! Look what this little cow did to our 'ous!" Macey ran out and looked at the window. "I'll get the mop!" she said as they headed inside. And with that i smiled with glee, and headed off.
Riiiiiiiing, Riiiiiiiiing, Riiiiiiiiing. Went the bell as Macey, Laura, Jennise, Krystell and Jayde strutted across the yard. Thrusting out their chests, swaying their hips, and waggling their bums. While they flashed smiles and tossed curly blonde locks to the boys.
'Hardly models are they'. I muttered to myself angrily. Obviously too loud because Maceys heels grinded to a halt, she stopped abruptly and slowy turned her head towards me- Grey green eyes flashing. The whole playground went silent. Clip clop, her heels sounded as she stepped closer. And closer. " WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?" she got so close and yelled down my ear. Then there was silence. I could feel her warm breath on my neck
And i staggered back. Gaining sanity i thrusted my arms out and shoved her. Toppling in her ridiculous shoes she staggered back and felk straight onto her wobbly fat bum. Clonk. 2-0 to Kristen! But before i went to class - one last thing. I flashed out my phone. " smiiiillle!" i said, an outstreched grin on my face. And before you could say bottom 97 blackberrys were vibrating and flashing that picture of queen bitch on the screens. Yes! A definite two nill!
And so the school day continued- full of dreariness, bleariness and greyness like school days do. I suppose Macey didnt mention anything because a) she was embarrased b) she was scared. Of me!
I pondered in my notebook and finally concluded b. I can be quite daunting sometimes you know.
At lunch time i was reading a book- curled up in my usual spot, nestled up behind the portcabins. My scufby blazer swamping me in heat. I heard a polite little cough. Ahem. Ahem. For gods sake. It was Owly. "Excuse me Kristen."
"wa" i replied, grumpy to be disturbed
"officially you are breaking rules- you shouldnt be here."
"And..." i continued
"it is ummm" he shuffled on the spot, stumbled and his cheeks inflamed beetroot red, "my duty to remove you."
"Look Owly. Its sweet that you think you can move me. But actually you cant- so chill! Have a gummy snake" i said handing him the bag. " sit here" i refered to a small space next to me "use your blazer as a blanket, its fun, i always do this." i paused. "headphone?" i offered him one, he nodded shly and pushed it in. Recoling back in shock he exclaimed, "You like this?!"
"yeah" i replied "its beautiful. I love Adele."
"i thought youd like rock and heavy metal stuff!"
"no! Im not hard like that."
"Really?" he replied un astoundment,
"Yeah its just Macey and Laura. They way they shove people around."
"ummmm"
"what?" i asked in suspicion, WERE they even scared of me?
"Owly!"
"Yes?" he squeaked as i gave him a menacing look, "They're not actually scared of you. Laurens my cousin you see and often i can hear her and Macey laughing about you."
My heart sank and i was silent. There was only one option. Instead of making them scared of me- I'D make them jelous of me.
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