(Harriet's POV)
The next day went by nicely. Deuce helped me out in Clawculous, helping me understand the lesson. Now that I knew about his feelings for me, I felt a little more flustered than normal. He was so kind, so considerate…and cute.
Later, I found out Harley and Clawd had the same Phys. Dead class as me. Today was dodge ball and as usual, she instructed me to hide behind her but Gym was the one class I'd never listen to her. Being a rabbit had its advantages and one of them was evasiveness. 3 years of middle school and about a hundred or so would always separate me from the next class. It was easy to learn how to run through a crowd without touching a single one of them.
Suddenly, I was thrown on to my side, a seering pain in my side. The instant impact on my head dazed me for a minute but it was very clear what had just happened. The strongest thower, Manny Taur, just knocked me off my feet by throwing a ball at my side.
The P.D. teacher (or 'creature') blew his whistle to allow Harley to drag me away. Her hands gently touched me, cautious of hurting me. There was a constant wincing on my face as the furried skin stung ruthlessly. The bull-headed student laughed tauntingly, no second thought of throwing another ball but this time, at Harley.
Big mistake.
Out of nowhere, a blur sped past us and the ball had disappeared. Not very far, Clawd was hunched over with the ball in his teeth. It was sweet of him to protect Harley when she wasn't looking but the only problem was that she wasn't looking. If only she could see when the bull-boy was forced on to his back, the ball implante on his face. Knowing there were two very handsome boys looking out for us was…nice.
After that little hiccup, I assumed there were no more bumps in the road…until lunch.
I walked into the Creeperteria, seeing Draculaura at the same table as yesterday, where I met Cleo. Last time we met, she had a bubbly personality and a smile that would never leave her face. Wait, why was her face burried in her hands? Her shoulders shook slightly, tiny gasps sounding from the vampire girl. The second she saw me, she dashed out of the Creeperteria with tears in her eyes. What happened to her?
Clawdeen stood up, facing me with hatred in her eyes. As quickly as she rose her hand, she brought it down across my face. She just slapped me! Somehow, her claw must have hooked on my glasses because everything went fuzzy vision-wise. Still, I could feel her eyes burning into mine as fear rose in my chest, freezing me in place. What was going on?
"You should be ashamed of yourself" She growled before stomping off.
With my hand over my stinging cheek, I watched the blur of the werewolf storm away. Feeling a knot tighten in my throat, the urge to cry was difficult to fight back. I screwed up again, no matter where I went. Why did te world have to hate me so?
Lowering myself onto my hands and knees, I crawled around to find my glasses. Slowly, my knees shuffled along with my hands lightly tapping the ground. Where could they had possibly flown away to?
"Well, someone's got there fur in a bunch, I wonder 'why?'" a female's voice sounded as I found myself in front of another person.
Looking up, I saw a werecat with two twin werecats standing next to her with devilish grins. Knowing I was still new to this school, she introduced herself as Toralei Stripe. She strutted up to me, her hips slightly swaying seductively out of habit. Her feline eyes were locked on mine, never straying as I rose to my feet.
"Oh, now I remember!" she chimed, holding up her phone.
On her phone was a picture of Clawd's arm around Harley's shoulders. It was easy from my view to tell her and I apart but most others failed to see the as my mouth opened to protest, she spoke instead.
"Unless you want the whole school to know about this little afair, you'll be doing our Clawculous homework for the next few months. We expect purrr-fect grades, bunny." She hissed deviously.
For the first day, I didn't believe them until after school. They tried to shovle their homework off to me until I turned them down. Instantly, Toralei turned to me with a vicious attitude. Her clawed hand gripped my shoulder, slamming me back into the lockers. A wince tightened my face from the pain of her claws in my flesh and the locker handle pressing against my spine. The halls were empty, deserted except for us and her two friends.
"You will do as we say or…" She came closer, her lips near my furry ear. "…I'll be forced to punish you."
Her fangs bit into my ear, drawing a thin stream of blood as my body tensed. Finally, she pulled away and strutted off with a smirk. That day, I ran home and locked myself in my room. I was so scared, a girl I just met threatened to blackmail and 'punish' me if I didn't do everything she asked. As tears ran down my face, red stained my grey sweatshirt only to never come out of the cloth. That's when my eyes wandered across the room, landing on a pocketknife I left on my dresser.
Harley gave it to me so I could protect myself whenever she wasn't around. My feet hesitantly moved, one ahead of the other until I reached the dresser. With trembling hands, I took hold of the weapon and switched the blade up. It glimmered in the soft light of my bedroom, reflecting the emptiness of my eyes. Only one way to get rid of all this pain.