Red. All I could see was red. All I could taste was red. All I could feel was red and all I could smell was red. The thick red liquid, accompanied by chunks of sugary ice, dripped down my face and onto the floor. A chunk of ice fell from my hair which gushed the red slushie from its curls. Laughter erupted in front of me, though I could no longer see my attackers. The slushie lingered in my eyes, producing a stinging sensation. A piece of the ice found its way into my mouth, coating my tongue with the sweet taste of the slushie.
I will not cry, I told myself as I turned away from the football players that had done this to me. I will not cry.
I blindly made my way to the girls bathroom, letting the door swing shut behind me. I grabbed fistfuls of paper towel, probably emptying the dispenser. The towel quickly absorbed the liquid portion of the slushie, leaving the ice to litter my face, hair and clothes. I guess I haven't learned my lesson about wearing white shirts to this school, I thought bitterly. I winced as I cleared my eyes, the whites of my eyes no longer white, but an irritated pink. I threw out the used paper towel and soaked some unused ones to wipe my face. The slushie had been cold, it had ice after all, so it had froze my face with its icy bite.
I shook out a few of the ice chunks out of my wild curls. My hair was short, dark brown and a curly nightmare where things could get lost, including live animals. It would take hours to fix this.
After finishing all that I could in the bathroom, I snuck my way to the locker room but not before grabbing my gym clothes. I had hoped nobody would see me but in a school this large, it was impossible. Laughter belted out from my fellow students, making my cheeks as red as the slushie that covered my clothes and hair. I hurried into the locker room and fiercely claimed one of the showers. I let the water run over my hair and shirt, protecting my eyes from more ice by covering them with my hands. I could feel the weight of my hair increase with every drop of water, but at least I was removing the slushie from it.
When I finished showering, I changed into my gym clothes. I sighed. I had been going on a no-slushie streak. Today would have been day four of my slushie free streak, but Noah Puckerman ruined that for me. All the kids at William McKinley High got slushied if they were considered a 'loser'. Basically everybody except cheerleaders and football players got slushied. I wasn't a cheerleader and I certainly didn't play volleyball. I wasn't on any team and I didn't attend any clubs, but this year I had my eyes on one club. Glee club.