I made Selena stay home today. She needed the rest and I really didn't want her to come to school until she was able to open her eye more. When I walked into the school Monday morning I couldn't seem to find the girl I had been looking for. I hadn't seen her once all day, and now its already 4th period. Its almost as if she's ducking me. On a normal day I'd see the bitch at least five times by now.
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"Holy shit!" Kendra practically yelled when she came in to class and saw me sitting in my seat. For a spilt second everyone looked up at her. Then she ran over to my desk and nonchalantly threw her backpack on the ground. "What the fuck happened to you? I've called you like 20 times! All of us have." Shit. My phone. I patted my pants and felt nothing but my jean covered thighs. Where is it?.. Wait, it must be in the car somewhere, I haven't bothered to look at it since the game. I'll have to go and get it after this just in case Sel tries to text me. "What the fuck happened to you hands!" She yelled staring at my black and blue, scratched knuckles. I didn't bother to cover them this morning, I was in a rush.
"Kendra! Language!" Mr. Williams scolded her.
She waved her hand, blowing off what he said to her. I raised my eyebrow at her and her direct defiance of authority. Nice to see Holly and Bridget haven't gotten to her too much in my absence. "We'll talk later. Now's not the time." I told her.
"Look I don't care when we talk but… what the fuck did you do to your hands?" She said that last part in a whisper, so she didn't piss of Williams again. "Your gonna need those." She said, finally taking a seat.
"I have a tongue." I said bluntly.
"Ew you perv." Kendra leaned over and lightly smacked the side of my head, and it made me chuckle. "I was talking about basketball. We won Saturday night." No way. My jaw fell open at this news. I hadn't even thought about the game, but now that I think about it... This is the third year in a row our team has been County Champs.
"What was the score?" I asked eagerly wanting to know.
"uh.." Kendra began to fidget with her hands. "55 to 54" 55,54. That's only four more points then when I had left.
"What happened? How'd they catch up?" I was surprised to say the least that the score had gotten that close. We had such a big lead, how did we only win by a point? ..I guess Central High was pretty tough.
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It was soon lunch time. After going through the line to purchase some food, I headed to my regular seat. As I walked though the cafeteria I could feel everyone's eyes on me. I normally like having all eyes on me, but usually when this happens I'm on the basketball court. The last time anyone in here saw me on the court, I fled, or at least it looked that way, right before half time. I chose to ignore their stares and try to enjoy my food. Pulled pork barbeque sandwich here I come.
I was about three quarters of the way done eating my lunch when I spotted the girl I had been looking for all day long. Seeing her laughing it up with her asshole friends, like she hadn't been the cause of an innocent girl getting beat, I felt all my anger flooding back into me. I picked up a near by napkin and wiped my mouth off. Throwing the napkin down, I stood up from my seat and walked my way towards a certain brunette cheerleader.
"Miley!" I shouted when I got close enough to her.
She turned around to see who was calling her. "Huh?" she barely got out before my balled up right hand came smashing into her face.
I shook my hand in the air, feeling pain surge through my knuckles, as Miley's body met the floor. "Fuck that hurt." I mumbled to myself. Picking a fight while I had messed up hands wasn't my best idea. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder before that same hand spun me around. I was face to face with Miley's well known bff, Lily Truscott. Her hand striking me on the left side of my face. I then flung my fist to met with her face. She stumbled backwards, Lily was a lot tougher than Miley, no doubt. The I felt a heavy weight on my back side. Arms tightened around my neck. It became hard to breathe, but I think I can handle Miley hanging on me while I take on Lily. Lily quickly balanced herself back out, and from the corner of my eye I could see Kendra hop over our lunch table. I smiled and motioned for Lily to bring it on.
As Lily came closer Kendra came running, she clotheslined Lily to the floor as I rammed Miley into the wall a few feet behind us. She instantly released me. I glanced over in Kendra's direction, and she was rolling around on the cafeteria floor, her and Lily alternating who was on top of who. I ran over there and ripped Lily off, and Kendra jumped to her feet. We gave each other a knowing look and turned back to Lily as both of our fists clashed with Lily's face. This time she fell and clutched her nose. Blood was seen dripping from her hands as she got up and ran out of the lunch room.
By now there was quite the crowd. I set my eyes back on my main target and I saw her face pale when our eyes connected. She shot off like a rocket as she ran out of the cafeteria and into the halls. I booked it full speed after her. I wasn't letting her get away from me.
It wasn't long before I caught up to her. I pounced on her back, causing us both to fall to the ground, me on top. Her front was pressed against the linoleum tile. She squirmed underneath me, trying her best to crawl out from under me. I grabbed a hold of her head and pulled it back towards me and thrust it back down into the floor of the high school. Her face making a crash landing. The impact made a sickening sound. She quickly covered her hurting forehead with her hands.
I released my hands from their grip on her skull and pulled my right hand back in the air, ready to throw a punch. My fist connected with her ear. Then I flipped her body over so that her front was facing up at me.
I wrapped my fingers around her neck. I squeezed, I wanted her to feel what Sel had to feel, I wanted her to have choke markings on her neck. She gasped for air, her face changing colors so I relinquished my hold. I wasn't trying to kill her, just hurt her.
I so badly wanted to yell at her for the pain she had caused my girlfriend but I was too angry to form any kind of verbal communication. I balled my fists back up, and pulled my right back into the air and then brought it back down with force upon her. Just as I retracted my right hand again to start pounding down on her like I did Selena's dad, the schools security hooked me under my arms and dragged me away from Miley. "Get the fuck off me!" I shouted at them as I rustled around in their grip, trying to free myself. It was no use, they were too strong. Maybe if it was just one of them I could manage to slip out of their hold, but not with two of them holding on to me.
"Calm down!" One of them yelled.
I didn't calm down, I couldn't. "How about you get the fuck off me first!" I yelled back.
Somehow I got one hand free. "Stop resisting!" The second man screamed. I refused to stop, I hate being held like this. Then I felt my body crash against the hard, cold lockers. They had shoved me up against them to get me under control. They pulled my hands behind my back and I felt cold rings around my wrists. Great. Handcuffs.
They didn't ask me questions, and the didn't release me from their grip. "We're taking you to the principal's office." One said, pulling my on my arm to get me to move in that direction.
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I wasn't in the principal's office yet. I was sitting in a chair outside of it, waiting. In fact we've been out here for around 30 minutes now. Next to me was Kendra, who was rubbing her temples like she always did when she was stressed about something. Across from us on the other side of the waiting room sat Miley and Lily. Lily's head was leaned back against the wall behind her as she held ice wrapped in a paper towel to her nose. Miley was next to her, her hair was disheveled and out of place. Blood trickled down from behind her ear from where I had punched her and her earring stabbed into her flesh. Her forehead was beginning to turn from red to purple along with my hand mark around her neck, she was starting to form bruises.
I'm the only one with cuffs on though. The officers that worked at the school stood in the middle of the room. That didn't stop me from shooting Miley a look that said she was lucky I got pulled off of her.
Our principal, Mr. Burns stepped out of his office and stared at each one of us. "Bring them in." The old man instructed the officers. I looked up at the officers and realized that one of them looked like Ned Flanders off The Simpsons. Weird…
The four of us stood and I saw Kendra glance down at my hands that were still placed behind my back, she smirked and shook her head at me, which only caused me to smirk back at her. We entered the principal's office, and once again I remembered how much I hate this place. By now I've started to get used to it. After all, this is my third trip in here this year, but its still an unsettling place to be. The Flanders looking guy pointed me to a seat on the far end. I guess he doesn't want me anywhere near Miley, because she was on the opposite end.
"Take her handcuffs off." Burns said gesturing to me. The officer did as he was told, and it felt good to have them taken off. My wrists felt free. I rubbed where the cuff once laid and noticed that I reopened a cut on my hand. "Does anyone care to tell me why there was a brawl in my lunchroom? Or why your hand is bleeding." He said looking at me. Then he looked at Lily. "Or why your nose is bleeding?" Then he looked at Miley. "Or why you have lacerations on your neck?" We all sat there in silence. Kendra and I shrugged our shoulders. We knew how this went, you don't snitch. That's how Joe's popularity turned to shit after he snitched on me, everyone found out and now.. Well I don't know where he is now. "Alright. I see how this is going to be." Burns said as he stood from his chair. "Bring them in." He instructed the officers. Bring who in? The four of us twisted in our chairs to watch the door.
In came Coach Jones, Ms. Summers, Mrs. Wilkinson.. Mrs. Wilkinson? Kendra's mom is here.. So that must mean.. Then just like I expected and feared, in walks my dad. I turned my back to him to sit properly in the chair, but then slumped down as I cringed. I hope I haven't pushed it to far this time.
Each parent stood behind their child and that's when I saw a brunette stand behind Lily and a blonde stand behind Miley. Odd. I thought it would be the other way around, but now that I've seen Miley's mom I must say wow. She's hot. No. I did not just think that. "Oh honey what happened to your nose?" Lily's mother said, the blend of aggravation and concern in her voice was obvious.
Then all the parents and coaches glanced over to Lily. Then each parent took a look at their own kid as the coaches went to stand next to Principal Burns behind his desk. Coach Jones stood with his arms crossed and Ms. Summers stood with her hands on her hips. "Do you see this?" Miley's mom questioned the principal. "I want who ever did this to have charges pressed on them!" Aww.. Fuck my life.
"Everyone of these girls is 18, so if charges are to be pressed then they will have to take that action among themselves." Burns replied as he took a seat back in his cushioned chair. "However, I will be dishing out the punishments for breaking school rules."
"What exactly happened?" I heard my dad's voice ask. I still hadn't looked at him.
"I'd also like to know what happened." Coach Jones said, staring me in the eyes. This is so uncomfortable.
Mr. Burns cleared his throat before he began. "We have the video if you all would like to see." He said to no one in particular. Ugh. Video.. Fantastic.. I hung my head, cause I really don't want to watch this right now. Though I wouldn't mind to have a copy to play on my own time. There's nothing better to cheer you u[ then watching some one you hate get the shit kicked out of them, especially if you were the one to do it.
I heard the fizzing sound of the television and looked up. I watched the video they played. Through out the course of it some parents turned their head because they didn't want to see their child get hurt. "So you see this leaves me with no choice but to enact severe punishments." Burns said once the video was over. "Demi, you've been in my office one too many times this year. First a food fight, then you knock out a fellow student, and now you start a brawl in the lunchroom…" I listen to him talk about the 'negative' things I've done when in reality I don't see them as negative. The food fight during cooking class got me time with Selena, I only knocked out Joe because he was forcing himself on Holly, and this time I started a fight with the person who was responsible for not only outing my girlfriend to her homophobic parents but for the bruises and cuts she received from those homophobic parents. "I'm aware you are needed for the State tournament. Therefore I'll go easy on you, you will be suspended for two weeks. For those two weeks you will not be aloud on the school's property."
"Whoa, hold on a second." Coach Jones interrupted. "I need to train her. She needs to be at practice. She should at least be aloud on school grounds for that."
"That is not my problem." Burns said staring up at Coach. "She will not be permitted to be on school property for two weeks and that's final."
"No! that's bullshit an-"
"Demi!" My dad yelled my name to get me to shut up, which I did.
"You know what. Fine." Coach said and you could tell he was getting pissed off. "For these next three weeks before we leave for State we'll practice on a public court."
It stayed silent for a few moments after that but soon Burns broke the awkward silence that filled the room. "Kendra and Lily will be suspended for the reminder of this week, and Miley you will be suspended for the next two days and today." Then he stood from his desk. "Now, I'm done with you all. I have other things to attend to, but the next time you act out Lovato. You'll be expelled." He said the last part pointing at me, before he walked out of his office.
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"Is there a reason you got yourself into a fight with that girl?" My dad asked me as we walked to the parking lot escorted my Coach Jones.
I nodded my head. I didn't feel much like talking. "I'd kinda like to know too." Coach said. "I mean we talk about stuff. I've always kinda felt like you were one of my own." I let a smile come on to my face from his comment. He was always there for me just like my dad was. I may not have a mom but I sure do feel like I have two dads.
I sighed before I spoke. "Miley outed Selena and I's relationship to her parents, and her parents took it horribly." I told the both of them. Dad knows what I meant by took it horribly, but Coach will probably just think there was a lot of yelling and we were forbid to date or something.
"The cheerleader?" Coach asked.
"Yep. Gomez." I replied, and he stopped walking.
Me and my dad turned to face him. "What?" we said in unison.
Coach Jones chuckled and shook his head as he started walking us to our cars again. "Nothing. It just impresses me.. I mean you impress me.. You've always have a pretty girl on your arm since the day I met you."
I grinned widely. "Thanks Coach."
"Just how many would that be?" My dad chimed in.
"Uh.. Hey look our cars!" I said trying to change the subject.
"Demetria." My dad said sternly.
I shrugged. "Does it really matter. Sel knows and she's okay with it. Th-" I was going to give my dad a speech off the top of my head about love and all that, but I stopped when I heard Kendra and her mom arguing.
"I ignored when you told me she was gay! I ignored the fight you got into in middle school because of her! I ignored it when I saw you two kissing in your room! But honey your 18 and if you keep getting yourself into trouble you'll waste your life!" Mrs. Wilkinson yelled at Kendra. "So this little phase you've been going though needs to end."
"Mom what the hell are you talking about!" Kendra yelled back.
By this time Dad and Coach had tuned into their argument as well. "You think I don't know!" Her mom screamed.
"Know what? What are you trying to get at!… Wait what did you say?"
"I see the way you girls look at each other, and I don't want that life for you. If your dating Demi I want it to stop. Its just a phase… She's no longer aloud to sleep over at the house, I don't mind if you hang out but she's not aloud over past ten." What!.. What the fuck!
"Oh my god mom! I'm not dating Demi and I don't want to date her either!" hey that kinda hurt. Im offended… nah, not really. I wouldn't date her either so I get it.
"Then why did I see you kissing her last summer? Hmm?" her mom said as she tapped her foot on the cement. I cant believe she saw that….
"Because mom, I'm bisexual!" Kendra shouted. Oh my god. I guess everyone's coming out.
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