C a R t E r
Losers. The world is full of them.
"High School will put you into therapy for decades." Carter Blake told herself aloud, loading books from her overflowing locker into her knapsack. It was seven thirty, and already she was trudging through the empty halls of Haley Hagins High School.
Why was she acting on the sudden impulse to pursue her academics with such determination? Parental problems of course, her mother was on her neurotic, You-will-study-until-you-drop rampage. Apparently, Carter wasn't living up to her high standards, not like perfect Perdi the super daughter.
Carter slammed her locker shut and leaned against it, fiddling with the loose string of her lilac camisole. Whatever she did it just didn't seem to be good enough. She kicked her locker violently, letting it know exactly how she felt about it. Where was the unconditional love? The motherly hugs? The sincere reassurances that no matter what she did her mother would still be proud of her? It's all those corny movies Erika makes you watch, the wicked little voice in her mind told her, they're filling you with these ridiculous notions that will grind you into crap if you don't start getting smart. Carter kicked her locker again before swooping down the hall.
She had just sharp turned the corner toward the girls bathroom when she heard a harsh male voice. "There's no point in denying it!"
"But we're just-,"A sweet honeyed voice began. Carter stopped dead in her tracks, about five feet in front of her stood Marcus Winchester, star quarterback of the Haley Hagins Hurricanes and the poster child for beefy moronic jockstraps everywhere. Pinned between the wall and Marcus's equally thick arms was Kelsey Mason, tall, blonde, slender, smart and the miss popularity of Waters Cove.
Marcus gave his girlfriend a big love pat, bouncing her off the wall. "Just friends!" Marcus said, mimicking Kelsey's tone. "Like I'm going to believe that." By now a trickle of students had started to fill the halls, all of whom eyed the couple in surprise before scurrying down the hall feigning ignorance.
Carter watched them go with a new found disgust, losers, the world was full of them. "Now maybe you should start telling me the truth," demanded Marcus. He placed a nice firm hand around Kelsey's wrist and wrenched her against him, she gave a tiny whine. I don't need this! I really don't need this! Carter told her self, heading toward the couple. She sighed, Kelsey was supposed to be smart! So what in the hell did she see in Marcus Winchester? It's all about the body, it has to be. Carter thought, she really couldn't want his non-existent brain.
Coming to a halt beside Marcus and Kelsey, Carter faked a cough. Marcus seemed to be oblivious to her presence, either that or he was just plain ignoring her. Okay, since her subtle attempts at trying to interrupt were clearly a failure, she decided to just plunge in. "Uh, you're going to be late for class."
Marcus spun to face her whilst Kelsey gave her a pleading look. "What!" Marcus barked, his eyes full of annoyance.
"I said you're going to be late for class. "Carter repeated more firmly. The star quarterback seemed to consider this for a moment, it was taking him time to access the words.
"Who the hell are you? Some overeager hall monitor." Marcus snapped finally, he pushed Kelsey back against the wall and turned his full attention onto Carter.
Acid anger left a bitter taste on her tongue. "Yeah, that's me Susie High School. Now do you want me to report you to the principle?" Carter said, her voice laced with disdainful sarcasm. The scurrying student body's interest returned to the scene they had retreated from only moments earlier.
"Look babe, just get lost, this is a private conversation." Marcus replied, his jaw set in anger. His muscles beneath his letterman jacket bulging.
Carter rolled her eyes, someone should really tell the entire male population that babe was a famous pink pig from a movie, not a good endearment for any girl who was aware of that fact.. "Look Winchester, just let her go." She commanded, she was really tired of this macho egghead
"What are you? Deaf or just stupid?" Marcus demanded, hostility heavy in his tone, he grabbed her arm then. It was just the excuse Carter had been waiting for. Because if she had made the first move there was a chance that the big tough ass quarterback might actually admit that a girl beat him up. But since he touched her first all bets were off, it was self-defence plain and simple.
Without even thinking about it, Carter reached out grasped his hand and twisted it anti clockwise. "What the hell?" Marcus yelped going to one knee, this move was one of the first Carter's navy seal father had taught her for persuading possible muggers that she was not worth the trouble.
Marcus though, was not a mugger. He was just some stupid egotistical moron who thought he could victimise anyone and everyone because he was a jumped up, idolised little rich boy. Stumbling backward from the pain, Carter was forced to either release Marcus or break his arm. She dropped his arm so that he hit the floor, butt first.
Marcus however, being the dumb male that he was lunged from his not so comfortable seat on the cold tile floor to grab her. "Oh you're going to pay for that!" He roared, Carter sidestepped his clumsy grapple. Marcus swung around, this time he charged her with his fists at the ready. As Carter processed the easiest way to absolve this situation without further commotion, she was left to wonder what had pissed Marcus off so much that he would risk an open brawl in the halls.
Thinking of other things, naturally, had been a mistake. That millisecond she spared to consider the reason for his evident fury was all he needed to ram his hefty shoulder into her side, slamming her against the wall. The force of the blow made her jaw clamp down, the copper taste of blood filling her mouth.
That was it, anger overload. In true reckless Carter fashion she launched out her fist, aiming for Marcus's well-chiselled face. It was to Carter's complete horror that muscle head actually dodged, sending her fist past his face and right through the hard brick wall behind him.
No not again! Carter pulled her hand back from the perforation in the wall almost as horrified as the crowds of people gawking at her, she looked down at the legs of her faded blue levi's. "What?" She asked, embarrassed. Those around her continued to stare. "You look like you've never seen a girl break a wall before."
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