chapter 1 the bathroom
I stormed into the bathroom trying to calm my self down. 'Its okay bro just count to 3 you own this school' I said to my self-looking up regretting for trying to even cooperate
with that stupid bitch. 'If I want it I could blow it up. You're the boss' I said reassuring my self that everything would be okay. I hear the bathroom door slam open but not to
forceful. 'I hoped you checked the perimeter like my step ass would say.' I saw in my reflection that she was checking the stalls for anybody who would dare be listening to our
conversation. We were in the girls' room after all. But I couldn't help but sense someone else was also in the room. Maybe it's just my paranoia talking. But I need to keep blue
haired cunt distracted. 'What do you want?' come on Nathan don't sound like such a pussy I heard my voice shaky. What the hell can she do to me? Nothing I can fire her step
dad if I wanted to. Then they would be out in the stree- My train of thought was cut off. 'lets talk bidness' damn does she ever stop? I don't give a shit on how much she owes
frank ' I got nothing for you.' I repeated. She cut me off again trying to prove me differently ' wrong you got hella cash' how dare she. 'that's my parents not me.' 'oh booh hoo
poor little rich kid I know you've been pumping drugs and shit to kids around here… I bet your respectable family would help me out if I went to them. Man I can see the
headlines now- 'LEAVE THEM OUT OF THIS BITCH' she doesn't even know I clench my pocket. Feeling the gun I had placed there given to me by him. I was told to use it if
needed. But I don't know- " I can tell everybody Nathan Prescott is a punk ass who begs like a little girl and talks to him self- that's it. I grab my gun out of self-defense. 'YOU
DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM OR WHOM YOU'RE MESSING AROUND WITH' I screamed pointing the gun directly at her. The fear in her eyes was astonishing. I felt so
powerful. She sounded scared as soon as I pulled out the weapon that would send her straight to hell. "Where'd you get that? Come on put that thing down!" fuck it I thought I
then lost control. " DON'T EVER TELL ME WHAT TO DO IM SO SICK OF PEOPLE TRYING TO CONTROL ME!" she doesn't even know. "You're going to get in hella more trouble for
this than drugs." She said almost in tears. Why is she so scared? "NOBODY WOULD EVER EVEN MISS YOUR PUNK ASS WOULD THEY?" "GET THAT GUN AWAY FROM ME PSYCO!"
she shouted pushing me I then almost pull the trigger but I heard the fire alarm glass break. Someone was in here damn it. I was pushed down to floor. "DON'T EVER TOUCH
ME AGAIN FREAK" I looked around in a panic. Somebody was here! I saw out of the corner of my eye exactly who it was. Only Max Caulfield would take a 'selfie' of her for
Jefferson's project. I know were I need to go from here. I get up and sigh and leave the girls bathroom as if everything was normal. 'well another shitty day.' I walk down the
hallway with the rest of the students. As the fire alarm rings its high pitch in my ear. Still holding onto the silver death trap in my pocket.