WN: this will be one very short one and I will say I'm sorry for that. I am trying to write more but please be patient with me. I will start the show now!
Chp. 17 Day of Doom (To Cathy that is)
Why-oh-why do I have to be here! I hate this! I don't want to be here! I look around a large hall filled with wall-to-wall of students.
"Why am I in this stupid, high school!" I slapped my forehead.
"Cathy, come on. It's not that bad." Cindy walks toward me with Jenna behind her.
"Yeah Cat", Jenna agrees, with my new nickname, "Why are you like this?"
Cindy whispers, "She is always this dramatic."
"Oh", surprised she was.
RRRRRRRRIIIIIING!
"Come on Cathy, to our third class, which is Geography." Cindy grabs my arm.
"NOOOO!" I try to get away but all failed.
Lunch:
"I wonder . . ." Cindy and I sat on a wooden lunch table with our plastic trays. Today we both got sloppy Joes.
"What? That the evil dudes haven't attacked ever scene the beach thing?" I slurp some chocolate milk.
"Yes, it is very strange and it is almost Christmas! Well we just past Thanksgiving but still." She chops on her Joe.
"Yeah, I guess you are right and Rey hasn't called us for work either. I think he must be searching for the evil dudes. Too bad Jenna doesn't have this lunch."
"Yeah me too-Wait! What is going on over there?" Cindy, as with everyone else, jump to look at the commotion over by the lines.
I stood on my chair to see some guys fighting another guy. I saw that the three guys wore black and looked like thugs but the other looked like a freshmen like me and looked like . . .
"Oh no! It's Jesse!" I was about to freak!
"Really?" Cindy looks up too, "Yeah it is! Should we-huh? Were are you Cathy?" I had disappeared from Cindy but little did she know that I was heading for the fight.
I have to help him!
But as she gets there, a girl with candy red hair tries to stop the fight but gets pushed to the tile floor.
I run to her, "Are you okay?"
With a shy voice, "I guess but I couldn't stop the fighting. I hate fights."
"Me too", I turn to the dude was piercing on his lip, "Hey do you thing you are the bully of the world or something?"
He smirks ugly, "Yup I do. What will you do of it, girly?"
"I know that you can't be because of your foul grammar and stench! You seriously need a bath!" I pin my nose in a 'ew' way.
"What the heck did you say!" He was about to slap her but a hand breaks him off.
"Don't think of hurting her or I WILL make sure you have your will." I slowly look up and saw Jesse in an anger stat.
"What will you do about it, punk?" But then a voice rings out, "What is going on here?"
"Oh dang it! Let's move it, boys", he stares back at us, "I will deal with y'all later."
As soon as he and his gang of dummy-heads leave, the principle come in. We told her what happen and says to be careful next time.
"I didn't know you had this lunch, Jesse." I asked him.
"Me neither."
"Who are you?" Cindy asks the red head girl. We were all sitting in our table and we asked her to join us.
"I'm Sandra."
WN: Sorry it is sooooo short but I am very tired and very . . . Let's put upset and all I could do for now. Will write the rest later, must sleep.