Icy irately ran her fingers through her hair, struggling to stay calm. Ryan Otoron was really getting on her last name. He was making fun of her rather… low… Algebra grade. It was about the nineteenth time this week. This time however, he had his girlfriend and her two friends Jennifer Jintike and Clarissa Klerk with him.
"Please leave me alone." Icy's voice was timid and wavering.
"Aw, little low lucent loner loser
Icy wants to be left alone?" Courtney's words were ridiculing, and yet she hid
behind her stronger boyfriend.
"Go to hell." Icy growled, suddenly feeling the anger swallow her like
a scorching fire. She was sick of being little low lucent loner loser Icy,
sick of being a doormat. She detested being nice, and had a hatred for helping
others at the present moment.
"Now, now." Ryan smirked at smaller girl, "Don't get all angry. It's not our fault that you happen to be so stupid."
That was it. Icy snapped. She went after the boy, throwing him off
balance. Her first hit impacted with his nose, and he let out a rather girlish
yelp. Her fist connected once again, and soon he would have a black eye. He finally managed to fight back, however
Icy was smaller and quicker on her feet, giving her an advantage.
"I… I…" Courtney looked panicked, and she had her friends took off, Courtney bellowing something about a teacher.
Sure enough the science
teacher, Michael Schaller, appeared not long after the three frightened girls
had left. He pulled the two fighters and looked at them each. Disappointment shown
on his face, and a frown stole his lips. He took a deep breath before beginning
to reprimand them both.
"Mr. Otoron! Miss Vhikers! Icy, I though you were clever enough then not to sing as low as fighting!"
"She started it…" Ryan growled.
"He provoked me." Icy's voice was sharp and cutting.
"If she weren't so stupid." Ryan shot back.
"I he wasn't such a fucking ass-" Icy began, but was cut off by the teacher.
"Enough of that!" Schaller cried, and then glanced at Ryan's poor shape, "Ryan! You go to the nurse's office! It looks as if Icy managed to beat the crap out of you!"
Ryan scowled, his face slightly colored at the thought of a girl beating him up. He stalked off, presumably to the nurse's office.
"Miss Vhikers, you need to go to the principals office!" Schaller told her, looking slightly ticked off.
"Whatever." Icy shrugged, and turned around on her heel. She sauntered
lazily to the office, as if she had not a care in the world.
*
Ducky smiled to herself as she casually leaned against the wall, textbooks in her hand. Life was good. Scratch that. Life was great. She had great friends, great grades, and to top it off, a great boyfriend. She and Blake had gotten together after lunch a couple days ago. That was why she had wanted Icy's car that day. If he agreed to go out with her, she had wanted to go somewhere with him after school. Blake always walked to school because his house was a close distance to the school
"Hey, Koralynn." Blake's voice cut through her thoughts, as he suddenly
showed up from around the corner.
"It's Ducky, Black." Ducky automatically corrected him.
"Right," He said chuckling, smoothing down her wild hair some, "Ducky, How's you get the nickname, anyway?"
"Long story." Ducky said, now laughing. He nodded, a small smile playing his lips.
"Ducky would you get mad if I did something?"
"Err… What?" Ducky blinked in confusion.
"This." Blake said, and gently kissed her lips. Ducky's eyes widened in shock for a moment. That she hadn't expected. She wasn't sure how to respond to this.
"Should I take it as a good sign you didn't slap me?" Blake raised an eyebrow. Ducky looked at him for a moment, and then shrugged.
"Oh, what the hell." She said and kissed him. Unfortunately, at the time their lips me, Schaller had come around the corner.
"Miss Quaxy! Mr. Hudson!" Schaller had decided he was having a terrible day, "Just! Ugh! Ducky, to the principal's office! Blake! You come with me."
"But-" began Blake.
"I don't want to hear it! Off with you Ducky!" Schaller snapped.
Ducky shrugged, and began walking to the office. She hummed to herself. Nothing could ruin her good day. It was just too good. Blake, however, was being dragged by the ear to wherever Schaller was taking him