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..Silence is golden, but duck tape is silver!

XXCHAPTER7 cold hard BitchXX

I tried to concentrate on the lecture coach was giving . But between Patch insisting on brushing up against me every two seconds and Marcie tossing him flirtatious glances, I was slipping more and more focus.

Coach called a five minute break so he could run to the little boys room.

"You two behave yourselves." he said eying me and Marcie. I flipped through my notebook mindlessly, paying him no heed , looking for an easy distraction.

Patch brushed my hair out of my face. "Something wrong?" he whispered in my ear, I could sense the foxy smile on his lips without looking at him.

"People think were together." I said coldly.

"Aren't we?" he purred, a hand trailing down my arm.

"No ." I said curtly. But just as he was about to disagree, Marcie walked over to the pencil sharpener. Her fire truck red Gucci heels clicking menacingly on the tile. Each clack causing a shudder of anxiety to run through my body, heart hammering. I buried my head in my book.

Slowly, and quite suggestively might I add, she sharpened her pencil. Her eyes fixed on Patch as she moved the lever in a circular motion. Yuck. Vee's eyes filled with horror and disgust, Patch with calmness and curiosity. And mine, I'm sure were blank as I griped the table top to keep me from beating the hell out of her. I had already gotten detention for fighting and skipping, three strikes and I'm out.

Slowly, she walked over to the desk we occupied. Marcie dropped the writing utensil right beside Patch in a very on purpose way..

"Oops." she whispered, up close she looked like a Barbie doll. Clear blue and perfectly tanned skin, her strawberry curls looked like a model's for Victoria's secret. Marcie bent over in an overtly sexual way. My gripe tightened impossibly hard, she only wanted him because she thought he was with me. I wasn't interested in patch like that, despite all we had been through, but I couldn't stop the rush of jealousy that surged throughout my body. The hammering of my heart as she quickly wrote 10 digits on his paper and discreetly whispered, "Call me."

"skank." Vee coughed.

"I'm sorry lardass but I don't think I heard you with all that food in you mouth."

"Marcie, shut the fuck up." I hissed, failing as I tried to control my temper. I counted backwards in my head..10...9..8...

"I'm sorry but I don't speak trash." she sneered , while placing her disgusting hand on Patch's shoulder.

7654321.…. I leaped out of seat, slammed the chair against the wall.

"Roxi, control yourself." Patch warned in a low voice. I couldn't hear him, I couldn't breathe. It was as if there was an itch beneath my skin and the only way to stifle it was to bathe in her blood. I lunged, seeing colors run into each other. Feeling the gentle tug of someone pulling me and the slight pounding sensation on my body that I knew wee Marcie fists, and yet, they felt nothing more than gentle butterfly kisses. The last thing I recall the sound of two teenage girls going after each other for the kill.

I stared out of the ISS room's window, out onto the green grass that waved in the gentle summer breeze. I barely got into trouble. Other than two days suspension and a few referrals, and all because Marcie hit me too. We both went after each other and so I got the same punishment as her, and of course her was a slap on the wrist because her rich daddy Hank Miller has the school board wrapped around his finger. don't get me wrong, I would have gladly taken the punishment for beating the snot out of her. And next time, there wont be anyone to hold us back.

Warning: next chapter will reveal the underlying reason of those two's hatred for one another. So read, subscribe, review! Feedback is loved forever!-sammi