Bella's POV
As Alice, Rosalie, and I walked to the lunchroom, we mused on how Jessica and her gang would always make silly names for us. They made names for where we sat, what we did, and who we are.
"I just don't understand how they made it up to the twelfth grade. I mean, seriously 'the loser table'?" Rosalie quoted mimicking Tanya's voice. Alice and I cackled.
"Yeah, well if you put it that way, it does sound absurd. I mean, what if we switched tables? Would it still be called 'the loser table'? I think not." My hands going in motions to my words.
"True, very true." Alice nodded, thinking about it.
"Is your head alright?" Rosalie asked, suddenly concerned. I nodded. Just earlier, on my way to find Rose and Alice, I smacked dab right into someone; the person snapped at me and left. I didn't get to see who it was though. Total jerk-off.
"I'm alright, jeez. I didn't get a concussion. And this time, it was them who bumped into me, not the other way around. I didn't get to see their face. But I'm fine though, no need to worry." I held up my hands and spun around to show that I was doing fine.
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My mouth dropped six feet under. Did hell just freeze over? If so, then I'm pretty sure I missed it.
"What…" I couldn't find the words.
"The…"Alice tiptoed to see the commotion.
"Fuck!" Rosalie swore. She was the tallest of us all, so she could see what was happening. Much more clearly than we.
"What the heck are they doing at our table?" she spat at us. Although she took it out on us, she meant to say it to them. She just wanted us to hear her out most probably.
"Talk about irony." I rolled my eyes, grumbling in dissatisfaction.
Alice stalked off to our table. "Alice, what are you doing?" I whisper-yelled frantically. I knew how much trouble she could cause. And neither her, Rosalie, nor the popular group took shit from anyone. That meant trouble. Not just any trouble, but a scene. An uproar in the school. Our school.
Rosalie didn't take shit from anyone; we knew how hard she could wrangle. But the thing is, she didn't like to fight. It was mainly used for self-defense.
Although none of us, with the exception of Alice, would like to fight in school, we had no choice. We've always had each other's backs. We couldn't stand seeing Alice fight with ALL of them. She was so small! And there were jocks there too. We had to help as much as we could.
"I'm teaching them a lesson. Those hypocrites!" she was so near already. I looked at Rosalie for any help. She was worried; no one could hinder a determined Alice. She tried to grab on her arm but she just waved Rosalie off.
"They can't keep doing this!"
"Alice! Listen for a second!" Rosalie hissed. Alice turned around immediately, her arms crossed to her chest, tapping her foot impatiently. Most likely waiting for Rose to say what she wanted to say.
"This is exactly what they want us to do! Alice, they're doing this on purpose to get something out of us. They're probably trying to get us expelled. This is going to be the third time we fought with them, and we don't have an excuse to get out of this. We could get expelled. Don't you see Alice? They're doing this on purpose to get a rise out of us!" Rosalie flailed her hands exasperatedly.
"Then I'll give them exactly what they want." Alice turned back around. I grabbed her forearm.
"Alice, I'm allowing you to flip them off." I sighed. She looked taken aback. "But…you do not hit physically… Until it is the only resort left. Got it? I swear you hit them and start a fight; we won't have your back on this. We're already warning you, like friends do, but if you don't listen, then you have nothing to blame." I let go of her arm.
I looked at Rosalie; she nodded in agreement to my proposition.
"Alright. But if physical contact is the only option left, you'll have my back right?" I smiled and nodded.
"We always will, as long you do too." Rosalie said, turning her head to the side. Looking away.
We followed Alice to our table to confront the queen bitch-I mean bee- and her workers.
Alice plastered on a fake smile, Rose and I following her lead. I could only hope her way of leading is right though. She tapped the nearest school whore in the shoulder, and smiled widely at them.
The girl turned around and glared. Everyone at our table turned to look at us, and then ignored us completely.
"Hi! I'm Alice Brandon." He waved happily. I knew it was all for a play, I could see beneath her flimsy built exterior how much rage she held. She was controlled on the outside, but she was ready to kill on the inside.
"Hi! Melody Branche." She spoke, mimicking her voice. She rolled her eyes at us and gave us a mocking expression.
"We just want our table back." I smiled at best. I had to take over; I could see Alice's fists starting to think on their own accord.
"Uhm, if you like, haven't noticed at all, we're like sitting here. That's the usual sign for us owning this table." Jessica spoke, her head moving in motion. She looked like a freaking bubble head. Please let someone else but her answer me. Or so help me god, I will be the one to start a fight.
My vision was starting to redden. Rosalie and Alice must've seen, because they started talking in for me now.
"We just want our table back. This has been our table for years, and that has been your table for the whole time." Rosalie pointed over to their table. They turned to look.
"Well now it's ours. So back off sluts." Tanya sneered. Stupid posse.
"No hypocrisy there Denali." I sneered in return. I swear, there attitude is pushing me to the edge of ripping there heads off.
"What was that Isabella?" she leaned on her hand, smiling angelically at me. Or at least tried to, there was no sign of innocence whatsoever placed onto her.
Everyone knew I hated that name. God forbid that I become a serial killer.
"Awh, cat caught your tongue?" she snickered, and as expected, so did the rest.
"No, I bet not." Alice countered. "What about you? Only you would give your tongue to any living thing. If you know what I mean by 'give'." Alice looked for any chips at her nails, trying to remain nonchalant. But I could see the smirk forming.
"Look, sorry to offend you." I said. All I wanted was a table to sit in during lunch, so I could talk with my friends.
"Yeah, we just want our table back. So if you could just, so kindly leave-" Rosalie was cut of abruptly.
"Why don't you can it? Just shut up! You open your mouth as much as you open your legs. Alice and I gasped. That was a low blow. Even for a bitch.
It was a touchy subject for Rose. You see, before she became friends with us, the first year, she was one of them. She had quite the track record. She didn't like to talk or think about it. She just wanted to forget. She claimed it was a mistake. She regrets it deeply.
When Alice and I came in, she started hanging out with us secretly. Until one day, she just left Jess and became one of us. Until then, our gang and Jessica's posse have been arch enemies.
Rosalie slapped her. One juicy, loud, sharp slap in the face, just for Jessica. She held her cheek in shock, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide.
"You bitch!" she freaking screeched out loud. Too loud! She stood up and charged at Rosalie, pulling her golden locks harshly. From the looks of it, she had Rosalie in a hold where she wasn't able to fight back.
Alice and I made a move to help Rose. Tanya and that Melody girl stood in our way. I shoved past them; they dug their manicured nails into our forearms.
They began to drill through our skin a little too hard. I could only attempt to pull my arm out as I watched one of my toughest friends suddenly go defenseless.
Alice made a move to punch Melody, so Tanya loosened her grip on me a bit to help get a hold of Alice. I stopped struggling in a false attempt to give up trying to help my friend.
The rest only stared at us. No one made a move to call the principal or whatever; they were clearly enjoying the show. They didn't want to spoil it.
Alice signaled me a look to go. I waited for a few seconds 'till Tanya's hand slackened against my wrist, giving Alice her full attention.
Jessica was now screaming profanities at Rosalie, whom by the way was on the brim of crying, and pulling at her hair. She slapped Rosalie in the face, that was the last straw.
I quickly ran out of Tanya's grasp, too quick for her to acknowledge it happening, and made my way over.
I pulled Jessica's shoulder, turning her around. From the looks of it, I caught her off guard. I punched her square on the face. Her hand fell from Rosalie's hair and she stumbled backwards twice before toppling over.
I was about to go for some more, but someone held onto me, restraining me from beating the crap of her.
I turned around and saw Jessica's 'BFF' Lauren, she smirked at me. I punched her in the nose, just for the joy of it. I've always wanted to do that to her. Her nose started bleeding, she wiped at it hastily. She stared at her hands in horror.
Rosalie got up, and started pulling the hair of Tanya, who by the way took advantage of Alice's restricted form.
Alice, who now found a newly held grudge against melody, took on her.
I turned my back. I saw Jessica get up, she just wouldn't give up. She came charging at me, I moved my body slightly to my right and grabbed her by the hair.
Now I had her in the same position she had Rosalie in.
"You don't ever, and I mean EVER try to batter any of my friends. Got it?" I spoke menacingly. She nodded and whimpered.
"And for the record, you spread your legs way much more than the sluttiest bitch on Earth." I let go of her hair abruptly, pushing her slightly in the process.
Alice, Rosalie and Tanya along with Lauren were having another verbal fight.
"No, WE could get you expelled! You drew the battle; it was simply self-defense."
"…shut the hell up! You don't know what you're talking about." Lauren defended.
I got in the conversation then. "Swan, started severe damaging first. It's you guys to blame! Not us!" Tanya interjected.
"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch all the time, I wouldn't have kicked your asses." I Spat.
She just about charged at me, when Alice's hands flew out. In second Alice had her tiny hands wrapped around Tanya's neck.
"Piss off, bitch." She snapped. The cafeteria doors flew open, everyone turned to look at the door. There standing was Mr. Cervaka. Our freaking principle. He looked at the direction of everyone's altering gaze.
One thought and one thought only, crossed my mind.
My punishments will definitely be worth punching Jessica and Lauren. AndI couldn't help but smirk at the thought.
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