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Chapter Ten: Rumors
Throughout the second week of my time at Forks High school, the whispering about me was growing every day, and it wasn't the same old "Man, she's hot and I want to bone her" type of whispers. No, it was the type of whispers accusing me of things that I had done or hadn't done, stuff about me and my family.
By my second Friday at Forks High School, I was growing tired of it.
"You think it's true, about the steroids?" someone asked as I passed them before first period.
I could feel my inner wolf growl at the accusation, wanting me to prove that there wasn't any steroid abuse going on by teaching them a lesson or two. I had to keep myself in check with the vampires in the building, so I calmed myself down gradually as I listened to my teacher drone on about Pre-Calculus. It was a good thing I was smart; this teacher couldn't teach for nothing.
Regardless, the more the students whispered about me, the harder it was for me to keep my wolf calm. He grew more and more frustrated as students accused me of doing drugs, of fucking around with my mother's boyfriend, of the stupidest shit I've ever heard, and they thought it was true.
As I walked through the double doors to the cafeteria, I knew it was time to set the record straight. Instead of heading for the line, I walked towards the table and threw my stuff down in my chair, climbing on top of the table before turning to look at everyone.
Some people were watching me curiously, obviously trying to figure out what I was doing, but others were minding their own business.
I decided to let them know I wanted their attention.
"Can I have your attention, please?" I asked, loud enough so that the students who were gossiping, about me of course, heard. Everyone turned around to see what I wanted, those in the lunch line having to obviously look away every now and then to get their food. "There seem to have been a number of rumors going around about me, and I just want to confront them and let you know if they're true or not. If you have heard a rumor about me and want to know if it's true, please raise your hand and I'll confront it right in front of everybody."
Several people looked at one another, unsure if I was actually was going to do this or not, before a timid boy raised his hand. I pointed to him.
"Um, I heard that you sell drugs."
I chuckled. "That is false. So if you want to find a dealer, I'm sorry, but I'm not her."
Other people had begun to raise their own hands, pleased that I was actually answering them, and I smiled. This wouldn't be so bad.
"Someone told me you use steroids, and that's why you're excelling in gym class," a boy from my gym class said, crossing his arms as he raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry, I'm only excelling because I'm athletically fit and have good hand-eye coordination. No steroid abuse here."
A girl cleared her throat. "Is it true that you were sent here because you nearly killed your mother's boyfriend because he wouldn't dump her for you?"
I laughed. "No, that's not true. I did nearly kill a boy, yes, but he wasn't my mother's boyfriend and I was not trying to kill him because he wouldn't dump her for me. I tried to kill him because he almost raped me. Next?"
"I heard you were a lesbian. Let us all know that one's not true, please? I'm dying to know!" a pathetic boy who looked like he was a freshman said, his hands crossed together as he looked like he was pleading. "Please tell us it's false."
"I'm sorry to say that it's true. Well, I'm not sorry. I'm proud of who I am and I'm not going to let anyone talk me down because of it. So accuse me of being a dyke, I don't care, because it's true and I'm not going to fight you for something about my life that I'm perfectly happy about."
And so the list of rumors continued. Most of them, of course, were false, with the occasion of a rare true one like the fact that I didn't know my father until a couple weeks ago and that I flew on the plane by myself. However, there was one rumor that made me do a double-take.
"I'm sorry, could you repeat yourself? I think I heard wrong," I asked the person who had spoken previously, a boy named Austin Marks (he wanted me to know his name, apparently) who looked like a younger Mike Newton.
He nodded. "I heard that the reason you were gay was because Charlie raped you."
The blood in my veins began to boil as I imagined the scenario. How dare someone accuse Charlie of doing that? He was a police officer for crying out loud! And he was a decent human being, well, to them at least, and he wouldn't do anything like that to his daughter.
"One, how could he have raped me if I didn't know him until a couple weeks ago? And two, who did you hear this from?" I wanted to get to the bottom of this. Whoever spread this sick and twisted rumor was going to have to face the consequences.
"Uh, I heard it from Henry," Austin said, pointing to the boy sitting across from him.
And thus began a game of reverse telephone, where we were trying to find out the source of the rumor. When the tables came to Tyler, I could feel my wolf grinning demonically as it imagined giving him a swift kick in the nads and a sucker punch to the jaw.
"I heard it from Lauren!" Tyler announced, and my wolf then started to chuckle maniacally.
Payback was a bitch.
I jumped off of the table and walked towards Lauren, and Jessica since I had a feeling she was in on it too, and glared at them. "Why would you spread such a disgusting rumor about someone?"
Lauren only looked smug as she returned the glare, her arms crossed as she shook her head in that preppy girl fashion. "Because you were flirting with Mike and Tyler. We told you that you were going to get what you deserved, but you didn't listen to us."
"Why in the world would I be flirting with them if I am gay, huh?" I asked, taking a step closer so that I could breathe on her. Her heart rate began to pick up and I had to keep myself from smirking since I knew that she was scared of me. "Besides, if you wanted to get back at me you could've done so a different way instead of hiding behind rumors like the pathetic coward you are. So if you want to apologize for your antics that could've ruined my life, I suggest you do so now before I pummel your face in."
Jessica snickered from Lauren's side. "Of course you would say that, butch. I bet you were lying about your steroid abuse, because we all know that girls can't be that strong without the help of a little something extra."
Clenching my jaw, I reached up and slapped Lauren and that back-handed Jessica with the same hand, causing them to rub their cheeks as they stared at me in disbelief.
"What's the matter? Afraid that I'm going to steal your lunch money?" I asked before I let out a laugh. "Please. Like I would take away your money; you need it way more than I do."
With that, I turned on my heel and walked out of the school building, leaning against my bike as I took out a cigarette. I was thankful that today was only a cloudy day, as I would've been greeted with rain had it not been, but I wasn't thankful when I saw Alice Cullen walk out of the school.
"You know smoking is bad for your health, right?" she asked as she leaned against the silver Volvo I was parked next to.
I exhaled the smoke in her direction. "Not mine."
She faked a cough as she waved her hand in front of her face, acting like the smoke bothered her. "I was actually wondering if you wanted to hang out with me this weekend? I don't have anything better to do and I figured you could use a friend and probably a new wardrobe. What do you say?"
I dropped the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it. "Not a chance, Cullen," I answered before I walked passed her and into the school building, looking over my shoulder to see that she had an incredulous expression on her face.
A smirk crept across my lips as I headed towards gym class.
The Cullens better prepare themselves, because this bitch is going to take over the school.
A/N: A short chapter, yes, but I hope the slapping of the bitches is worth it.
I forgot to mention it in the past two chapters, but I have to thank Twigon Halolover for helping me plan the following chapters, up to twenty, and for giving me cool ideas. Props to him and to my Beta, CeceAsh, who has just received Chapter Twelve. I stayed up all night trying to get it finished so you guys could have this chapter. You're welcome. :D
Next chapter includes Bella and Holly talking and a prank on the Cullens. Until then, my faithful reviewers, I bid you adieu.