CHAPTER 3

Cardiac Arrest

Lola purses her lips into a devious smirk as she tugs the pants around her knees snuggly around the curves of her beautiful hips. "Well that was fun. We're late for the school assembly though." She looks over to heed a response from long-term boyfriend Johnny Vincent, The Greaser King.

Though in a desperate attempt to make Lola faithful he would say anything to her tempting and teasing comments.

This time however he remained quiet trying to redress in haste and get ready to walk to the gym.

"Johnny, baby?" It was the same tone as before with her except threaded with sick sweetness, no doubt because of his disinterest in her all of a sudden.

Except it wasn't sudden, Lola should know that Johnny battled inner turmoil of love and loyalty because of her. He craved separation, at the same time, her existence; he wishes she would disappear only to come back to him.

"What is it Lola?" He caved, long fingers messed with the zipper of his black leather jacket before quickly brushing through his hair to incorporate its usual style.

Johnny reaches for a cigarette and lights it while walking towards the greaser's territory entrance.

"Well aren't you going to kiss me already?!" Her pitch changed to an almost childlike demeanor.

"Why don't you go ask one of your other boyfriends, huh?" Johnny doesn't bother to look back and get sheer joy from making her feel like the bad guy for once, he can feel it in the air there was no need to see it. "When you actually want to get back together and not just have casual sex and tell me what to do; ya'know where to find me Lola…."

The red-head watched him, mouth agape and face red from mortification. No one ever denied her especially not Johnny Vincent, he was her most wrapped candidate.

Anger marched through her body and boiled her blood.

"You think I need you! I don't! I have plenty of people that want me Johnny!" Too lost in her own ways and selfish desires she stings his heart once more with her words not even her actions this time but he still treads on.

Johnny continues up the stairs, turning right at the giant stone fountain. The gym was in sight.

He didn't want to go in there. All of the students he had already been going to school with for so long now knew he should've graduated last year.

The dark-haired male knew that shouldn't let that ruin his whole experience however, he was still the Greaser Leader with all the perks of luxury just you know without the girl.

But maybe that was for the better seeing as that was his problem in the first place.

"Shouldn't you be in the assembly?! Stop messing around and follow me!" A prefect lashes out and grabs Johnny's arm, pulling him into a small group he had collected walking around campus.

"You're all going to be in trouble if we don't make it in time; every one of you!" The tone was brash and loud.

Ivory looks over to the new teen pulled into their array of oddballs. She doesn't have time to study him before Eunice made a response, "That's Johnny Vincent, he's a greaser and not a very nice one. He is too good for Lola though."

Ivy sighed just pushing her hands in her pockets and minding her own until they made it to the gym's front doors.

Hurriedly they were pushed inside and shooed to take their seats near the front. The stares hadn't lasted that long with the dean's speech still going on. He was going over basic dress code, most handbook regulations and student "relations" all while having the faculty hand out thick rulebooks that looked like they would take the whole year to even read.

"If you ever have any questions my office is located on the second floor near the trophy case. We will not neglect to punish anyone for breaking the codes in this handbook, I'd like to think we wouldn't have any sorts of trouble this year but there are always those trouble makers." The older man cleared his throat and adjusted his reading glasses, turning over the sheet of paper to continue his written speech.

"I am going to inform you all of one more thing before we return to the cafeteria for breakfast; I hope none of the students we held back last year, that being over half of you Seniors, are particularly upset with us for this decision. The faculty, that is left, was shaken and appalled by the amount of bullying done in just one school year. We had to fire valued staff members because this was such an increased issue and it brought attention to other school boards who voted along with us we enforce harder and strict rules about this specific issue. In all of your binders there is a folder containing a list of all students, teachers and prefects. Stapled to that is your specific class schedule for this year and one more included hand-out sheet for Bully awareness and the steps to reach out if you are feeling harmed or threatened in any way." Taking off his glasses briefly Dr. Crabblesnitch's voice carries loudly over the sound system. "Young Ladies and Gentlemen of Bullworth Academy I hope we can make a great year out of this, for the school's sake and your own. Thank you. . ."

The faculty was quick to applaud slowly followed by the young students attending the boarding school. Crabblesnitch allowed a fifteen minute social session between old students returning and the new ones enrolling before dismissing them all to their first class of the year.