Chapter 4:

Revenge

The Bratz stood outside of school the next day waiting for Dana to come. They were not going to let her little tricks yesterday slip past without consequences.

Cloe pointed to Dana getting out of a silver car. "There she is," she said smacking her gum.

Sasha smirked. "Excellent." As Dana walked towards the school, trying hard not to make eye contact with them, Sasha stuck her foot out and she tripped. "Oops, sorry," she said sarcastically.

"You should really watch where you're going Dana," Yasmin said. Jade and Cloe giggled.

Dana stood up with her face red and got away from them.

Their harassments went on for the next few days. Whereever she went there were people whispering and she was sure they spread some kind of rumors about her. She saw rude things written about her on the bathroom walls. And they always found some ways to directly harass her during the school day.

Dana sat in her bedroom one evening not being able to concentrate on her homework. The Bratz were making school hell for her. She at least thought after making friends with Yasmin she'd convince her friends to like her. But after what happened at lunch that day they all hated her guts. Apparently the Bratz were royalty at the school and everyone did what they said. And because she was at the bottom of the social hierarchy and Bratz hated her, everyone else hated her too.

She dreaded going back because of them. She didn't understand why they had to be so mean. Couldn't they understand that what she did was an accident? She didn't mean to ruin their $600 shoes or their designer clothes or to humiliate them in front of the whole school. The Bratz didn't play that game, they'd never let her live it down.

Her mother came into the room. "Hi honey, I brought you some of your favorite tea." She noticed Dana looking sad. "What's the matter?"

"It doesn't matter mom. Thank for the tea."

Her mother wouldn't take that for an answer. "Is it about school? Are they being nice to you?"

Dana shook her head. "Really mom, it's okay."

"Dana."

Dana sighed exasperated. "Alright fine, yes it is about school."

Her mother became serious. "What's going on there?"

"Well…there's this group of girls, they call themselves the Bratz. They're the most popular girls in school. I wanted to be their friend but on my first day they just automatically decided they didn't like me. One of the, Yasmin, she was nice at first. But then at lunch one day…I tripped and spilled my food all over them. Now all of them hate me and they've done everything to make my life terrible."

Her mother was angry. "I'll have a talk with your principle about this. This I won't stand for."

The next morning all four of the Bratz were called down to the office. When they went in there they found Dana in there with her mother and Principal Nunez sitting at her desk. "Sit down girls," she said gesturing to the empty seats.

They all sat in a row across from Dana and her mom. Dana wouldn't meet eye contact with them. "What's this about?" Cloe asked even though they all knew.

Nunez rested her botoxed face on her hands as she looked at them. "I'm here to speak to you about recent events regarding Miss Dana Kyle."

The Bratz sat unmoving as they looked at her with expressions that showed no sign of anger, guilt, or happiness.

"Rumors, classroom harassment, and for what? A simple accident that occurred at lunch. What do all of you have to say for yourselves?"

Yasmin looked at her dark purple nails. "Shame on us then."

Cloe twisted her hair around. "I really thought she did it on purpose."

"She ruined my Gucci shoes," Jade said.

Sasha put on a fake apologetic smile. "Our bad."

"Right then. If anyone ever brings this kind of behavior to my attention again, the four of you face suspension. Are we clear?"

"Yes Ms. Nunez," the chorused.

"Very well. You are dismissed."

They all stood up and left the office. The Bratz turned to Dana's mom. "We're really sorry to have hurt your daughter that way," Cloe said.

"Yeah, I hope we can put it all behind us," Jade said.

Mrs. Kyle smiled. "Oh of course girls. I'm sure the five of you can all be good friends now." She kissed Dana's forehead. "See you this afternoon dear." She left towards the front door.

The Bratz parted and headed in separate directions to class. Dana followed Sasha since they were going to the same class. "So you really think we could be friends?"

Sasha glared at her. "Listen, I don't appreciate all the shit you give us. Let's get one thing clear, you and I will never be friends. Okay? Good." She walked away from her to their class. While Dana stared after her in disbelief.