Sapphira I have been looking for you forever!" Mandy yelled as she spotted me walking back to the girl's dorm. "We have to go talk to Miss Peters." She said grabbing my hand and dragging me toward the school.
"I'm sorry Davis got beat up by Casey and Damon and I just wanted to make sure he was okay." I said looking toward the boy's dorm before it disappeared out of view.
"Who cares, Davis looks for fights all the time. He probably deserved it." I tore my arm from her grip.
"Excuse me?"
"He is always looking for a fight." She said not changing her tone.
"He was walking back to his dorm. They surrounded him. How dare you say he was looking for a fight or that he deserved it! That was a real bitchy thing to say." I said getting worked up.
"Come on can we talk about this later practice starts in an hour and we still have to talk to Miss Peters." She whined.
"I don't care don't talk about him like that. He was fighting for me."
"Sapphira listen, he picks on the freshman all the time to feel better about himself. It was only a matter of time before someone taught him a lesson." She sighed.
"I'm going to detention." I said walking toward the school quickly. I walked through the school to the music room and threw open the door.
"Oh dear." Miss Peters said jumping out of her chair. "You're here for detention again?"
"Yea Ma'am." I said sitting in the back of the room near the drums. Mandy walked through the door.
"How dare you walk away from me?" She said walking up to me. I stood up.
"You really want to start with me?" I asked throwing my arms out.
"I don't fight I'm better than that." She snapped. Without hesitation I grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the floor. It felt so good when I looked at my hand and see a handful of hair in my grasp. My fist rose in the air and connected with her perfectly painted left eye.
"Are you better than that now?" I asked as I did it again. Miss Peters ran over and pulled me off of the perfect girl and pushed me back. As soon as I was off of Mandy she stood up.
"What is wrong with you? You are off of the team." She screamed. As she cried the eyeliner streamed down her face.
"You forced me to try out when I didn't even want to. I hate cheerleaders." I screamed as my hands shook. All I wanted to do was run back at her and hit her pretty little face.
"Sapphira go to the office, Mandy you stay here." Miss Peters said angrily to me pointing at the door. I pushed over a drum set and a few chairs as I made my way out of the classroom.