Ch. 4 What If…
I am currently having a genuine morning. These past weeks, I've sorted out my issues. I took Clare's advice and wrote my feelings out onto a piece of paper. For starters, I thought it'd be super dumb. But then I actually did it and I felt like a big weight went off my chest. I also talked to my parents about how I felt and now we're in family counseling. And I finally overcame my writer's block! On another bright note, I've just seen the face of Clare Edwards.
She was walking her bike right up to the bike lot to lock it up. But her and her bike came to an abrupt stop when Bianca and her friends were blocking her way. At first, she was patient and waited them to leave. They didn't budge. Everyone knew Bianca wasn't the type to budge for anyone but herself. I could see the patience starting to wane and I was no less than ten feet away.
"Uh, excuse me? Could you move out of the way?" Clare politely, and annoyingly, asked. I have no idea how she could pull those two off at the same time. Bianca acknowledged her but then ignored her and kept on talking to her friends. I had a feeling this was not going to end well. But that didn't stop Clare from charging her bike.
"Girl with the skinny ass, could you please remove yourself from the bike drop-off. Thanks!" Clare announced. I saw Bianca's face turn stone cold. Now I was worried for Clare. Bianca's is not one of those girls you mess with whether you're a guy wanting a good time or a ticked-off chick. It's been said that a guy got… some from Bianca and then he left her for his ex girlfriend. The next day, the guy had a black eye and the girl had MAJORLY damaged hair.
When Bianca grabbed Clare's bike, my heart literally stopped. I wasn't sure what to do. I could either a) get beaten up by a girl and have to transfer to a new school to hide my shame or b) beat up a girl and go to jail and still have to transfer to hide my shame. I was in a lose-lose situation.
Bianca took out a piece of her gum and stuck it right on Clare's wheel then turned around.
"It will brighten up your hearse on two wheels," she cocked her head back to Clare.
"Get your herpes infected gum off my wheels," Clare uttered. Oh no no no. She did not just say that! Bianca turned around and went up to her and got right in her face.
"Look, Skull Girl. I'm letting you off easy because you don't know who you're dealing with. But I'm Bianca De Sousse. You don't try to screw with me and we won't have any problems. So now you know and the next time you pull a comment like that again, we WILL have a problem." she shoved her bike but Clare had a tight grip so it barely flinched. "What the hell are you looking at?" she directed to Adam. Whoa, where did he come from?
"Trying to figure it out," he nodded back. Bianca strutted her way down the front of the school. Her possy followed.
Clare rolled her eyes and locked her bike. She caught my sight of this whole scene and smiled. She came up to me and linked her arm with mine. Adam followed and we went our way. I would've been thrilled by this fact. But Bianca sort of killed it. Now the inner peace I had for about a day was gone.
(Clare's POV)
I absolutely hate it when I'm in my music zone and SOMEONE has to ruin it. Especially when that SOMEONE is irrelevant and unimportant in my life. Now if it was Eli, that might be a different story. But no, it's Bianca. Ali told me things about her and let me say, I don't like her. She sounds like a wannabe badass who's really just an insecure little girl in a skank's body.
I was listening to "Problem" by the Job when Bianca pushed Adam against the lockers. What a cheap shot? I mean it's one thing if you push girls the same size as you but a guy? A guy can't do shit when it comes to a fight with a girl. If he does, he'll get arrested or sued or whatever the bloodsucking lawyers come up with. Poor guy, he can't do anything to stop her. But I can.
"Figure out what you're looking at, yet?" Bianca cooly said.
"Still trying to process the purtrid perfume," Adam replied. She balled up her fist and prepared to do the expected.
But it didn't pull through because I got right smack in the middle and blocked it. Then I addressed,"Tell me something, what were you thinking when you teased your hair today. No, no, seriously, was there a stripper audition that I didn't hear about?" That's when Bianca grabbed my shirt and our faces were centimeters apart.
"She's definitely got her cheap hooker number five perfume," Adam added. I absolutely love this kid.
"Guys, teacher," he warned. Bianca finally let me go but we still had our intense eye contact. We both knew one thing:
"This isn't over." She read my mind perfectly and walked away.
"You okay?" I asked and Eli popped up in our little one-on-one. He nodded.
"We find ourselves in the typical struggle of bullying and bullied. There's only one way to play that game," I admitted.
"By ignoring them," Eli jumped in and handed me my bag. Yeah, Eli, because that always works.
"By refusing to be the victim," I corrected as I took my bag. I've had to deal with people like her all my life. Sometimes, you need to stop running and take a stand. This was my time to do so.