Hello! Quickly now, I want to let you know this is going to be a "fast" formatted story for me. Each chapter should be less than 500 words. There might be jumps in time, so if you need something explained please ask. Enjoy! Thank you in advance.
And please don't be a silent reader.
Alex pulled her books from her locker, rolling her eyes at Mary who was chattering on about Jared Cameron and how gorgeous he was. The short little red head didn't seem to notice the vacant look on her friends face as she repeated the same shit she had said days before. Alex would never understand her obsession with the boy.
Alex closed her locker and repositioned the stack of books in her arms, getting ready to reply to one of Mary's question's. With sudden force though, all of her books were thrown from her arms and her attention was diverted. Her own shoulder hit the lockers, the laughter around her coming from a boy she would rather see dead.
"Watch where you're going chunk," Paul Lahote sneered as he made eye contact with her and continued on. He had purposely shoved her shoulder, knocking all of her books loose from her hold and throwing them all over the floor along with her papers that had been tucked in them. Paul was evil, Paul was everything bad you could think of. The skin on his knuckles never healed because of the fights he got into, his school file was always on the principles desk just in case, and his personality was volatile to say the least.
He didn't leave her time to respond so she quickly flicked him off before stooping down to gather her things, the laughter of himself and his friends still heard over the other students in the hall.
"I never understood why they called you that." Mary tried to make light of the situation, gathering up as much of Alex's homework as she could so it didn't get trampled by the people passing by. Alex only rolled her eyes, giving her friend a small smile as a thank you.
They called her that because Tyler Dodson had smacked her ass when they were in middle school and it had jiggled. The young mind of a boy correlated that to her being fat and here she was, 3 years later, with a horrible nickname that had stuck since she was 13.
Paul Lahote hadn't been around when it happened, but he had heard all about it. He didn't hesitate making fun of her when Tyler had been tormenting her out on the playground.
Mortal enemies had been born almost instantly, and Alex quickly found herself on the receiving end of a lot of Paul's jokes. Not that it mattered, she just ignored him. He picked, he poked, he insulted, but most of the time she just let it roll off her shoulders without a care in the world. She figured that upset him the most, seeing how much he didn't affect her.