So far, my first two hours of school had been going pretty well. That all began to change when I was heading for my fourth class of the day, English. I had stopped by my locker, to get my books. Suddenly, I heard a voice call my name. But this was no ordinary voice; no, this was Genesis Lien's voice. She was Amelia's best friend, as well as the most feared person in the school. She was only 5'5, but she can beat up anyone, regardless of their size. Some people go shopping for fun; others will hang out with friends. But not Genesis. Instead, she spends all of her spare time boxing. Because of the immense amount of time she spends doing so, she is in exceptional shape. She is what one would call, "ripped." She has two huge biceps that look like they have biceps. And her legs look like two fleshy stones, ready to take someone's head, and crush it until it pops.
When I heard her call my name, my heart immediately sank. My legs were frozen. There were too many words running through my head. What does she want from me? Why is she always boxing? Doesn't she ever take a break? Why is she so aggressive? Is she even talking to me? That last thought had actually relived some of the immense amount of terror that I was feeling. She was probably talking to some other Isabelle, who I have yet to meet. Unfortunately, when I turned around, there she was, right up in my face. Her unnaturally white teeth were gritted, and you could see a vein popping out of her forehead. Her green eyes appeared to be staring into what was left of my soul. I thought about looking away, but then that would show signs of fear. And people like Genesis thrive off of other people's fear.
She began to talk; "You've gotta lot of nerve, exposing Amelia like that. Do you know how much time she spends painting on her eyebrows? She spends HOURS. And you know what you did? You took all that time and effort that she puts into making herself look hot, and you just threw it all away. You threw it all down the toilet, you fucking monster." I didn't know how to respond. I tried though, saying, "G-G-Ge…Genesis…" But before I could go on, she had interrupted me by throwing me to the floor. "Don't interrupt! I'm not finished. Do you know what it's like to dedicate your life to something, only to have it thrown away by some inconsiderate jerk, like yourself? Well? Answer me!" She was screaming now. I was sitting there, in fear, a thousand thoughts running through my head. Is today the day I die? Doesn't she know that Amelia was the one who came out on her own? Oh, man…she's sweating. Ewww. When is the bell for the next class going to ring? Why isn't anyone helping me? I know they're there. I tried again to explain; "Genesis, please. Hear me out!" She grabbed me by the throat, and lifted me off of the ground. "Shut up you! No one fucks with my best friend like that, and gets away with it." She threw me back on the floor, and cracked her knuckles. "Now, it's time for you to pay." She smiled a nasty, twisted, evil-looking grin. "I'm really going to enjoy this," she said. In those few seconds that she spent preparing to beat me up, more thoughts ran through my head. I knew I should've gone to those local karate classes! Why didn't I ever go to them? Did I think I was too tough or something? Oh, man, now I'm going to die. I wasn't even able to finish my poem! And I'm not ready to be buried just yet. Ugh. I hope they at least bury me with my pants.
Suddenly, I was filled with a fierce and intense amount of hope. As Genesis's fist was coming down to my jaw, I had used my hand to counter her attack. I heard gasps throughout the hall. I could even see the look of shock and confusion on Genesis's face. I then reached over to my tote bag, and pulled out my Waluigi pants. "What the fuck?" I heard Genesis whisper underneath her breath. I stood up, and got right in her face, and I started screaming. "I was not the one who revealed that Amelia's eyebrows are fake! It was Amelia! Understand?" Apparently, she didn't like my screaming, because she had pinned me to a wall with one hand, and raised the other one up, as if she were about to punch me. It was in that moment that I made the boldest move of any human being. I took my Waluigi pants, and I slapped her right across the face with them. She dropped me to the floor, and brought both her hands to her face. "Ugh! You bitch! The material just got into my eye! Argh! You're gonna pay for this!"
After that, I ran to my English class. Before I went to the door, I had one of my fellow classmates, Lolita, pull me aside. "Isabelle…that was the bravest thing I've ever seen anyone do. Please, tell me…what led you to make such a brave, life-altering move?" I looked at her, and then at the pants. "These," I said. She looked at me in awe. I then walked into my English class.