It was just another day at Oak High School, the boys melting at my winks until math class; we were taking registration.
"Alex Tweedale" my grumpy teacher shouted
"Here Mr Watson"
"Beca Mitchell"
Did I mention that 90% of the kids are boys so only 10% are girls so if you are a girl you are very lucky,
"Beca Mitchell?"
"Here sir" I shouted
it must've been very loud because the whole class was looking at me, even the texting boy who was famous for texting all day
Then even before the teacher shouted at me cracks appeared on the floor and the floor shook, hard and a hole appeared on the floor.
I was holding on to the edge of the sinkhole until Brandon went up to me but he had a sly grin on his face and he shouted
"fuck you Beca" and he kicked me in the nose and my vision blurred and I felt his feet treading on my fingers
and... I fell I was like 'I'm so dead' 'your so dead' but then I felt freezing water around me I gasped when I figured I was alive I thought.
Text-Annabeth-Phone I grabbed for my purse but it wasn't there, it was in my chair then it fell on my head it hurt soooo much but I reached for my phone, sure enough it was completely dry and so I texted annabeth my message
I was halfway through until one of the kids in my class snatched my phone off me, did I mention I hate swearing drinking having sex and smoking? well you know now, but in this situation it's quite hard not to curse
"fuck you bitch you bastard get off my phone you filthy nigger" I slapped him in the eyes although I was aiming it in the face but its hard to aim when you are really dizzy, it dazed him enough to press send
I didn't like violence so I shouted "ok no more violence and you take my phone so stop"
But that was unfortunately not enough for him
"and as a bonus I get to rape you "
I screamed trying to get out of his grip but he was to strong, he ripped my shirt off.
"Annabeth" I squealed and I blacked out.