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Chapter 2: Declaration
"Everyone! Sophomore Allison Munroe from class D208 has just gotten a red notice!"
That voice that irritated me to no end at this moment. Had that nameless student nothing better to do and wait around for a small red piece of paper to show up on someone's locker. Still, with me pushing my anger towards the innocent student would not change a thing.
My fate was already determined.
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Since Sonny never actually was acquainted with anyone-except for Portlyn- she never bothered to find out what actually happens to the poor victims of F4. Rumors fly out saying they always drop out of school, but rumors are just rumors.
As of yet, nothing totally tortuous has occurred to her, in fact it felt like a normal school day for her.
Well that was before she stepped into her classroom…
The classroom was quite, everyone stared at her as if she was some sort of distorted monster. All the attention was being thrown at her, and not the good kind. Was this going to knock her down? No! She dealt with their vicious stares before and she could certainly do it again.
However this time it was different.
"What?"
Sonny looked at her usual spot where her desk would always be located, but it was gone. A small hole was all that was left in the almost complete row of nicely polished real wood tables.
"You clearly don't belong here!"
"Are that stupid to not see it!"
"What does it take to make you leave?"
Every possible insult was flowing throw Sonny's mind but the only thing that really mattered was where her desk is right now. A random hand from the crowd pointed to the open window that was a couple of feet away from where her desk was at.
"You wouldn't." Sonny's eyes went wild at the thought, as she slowly approached the window. There it was, in perfect condition lying with all the garbage most likely from the cafeteria. Sonny gave the group one last look before dashing out of the room. It only made sense that people would start to bully her, she was stupid to believe that it wouldn't happen. The run down to the first floor was surprisingly quick with just the single thought of escaping the classroom kept her going without stopping.
Her desk was still in one piece with small scratches and a couple of profanities here and there, but nothing different from her other schools, she could deal with this. Was this all Chad had in store for her? A couple of markings' on her desk, really? Well, the whole running down here was something she wouldn't want to repeat. Where are the teachers, you might ask? They usually leave when a Red Notice has been handed out; they steer clear of anything relating to F4.
A small smile formed on Sonny's face, well this wasn't too bad.
Splash!
Her smile slowly deteriorated into an infinite scowl. She was dripping wet with ice cold water, clothes (perfect day to wear jeans!) and everything including her backpack. The roar of laughter erupted throughout almost every single open window, so it was all planned…
Humiliation.
What the average teenager tries so desperately to avoid.
Before Sonny's thought could recollect she felt something fall onto her hair. Then before she knew it more and more came down, the stench made it clear it was garbage. She moved out of the way and looked up to see a familiar face of one of her classmates holding a trash can. The laughter didn't stop, they apparently found this very hysterical. Sonny ran back inside quickly just as the garbage can almost came crashing down to the ground.
Sonny still soaking wet speed walked down the halls avoiding anyone's gaze and insults. Portlyn, her first friend at the school just stood there, watching the scene before her. Not once did she ever over her help, in fact she avoided coming any contact with Sonny. For now she is the school target.
The whole school is targeting her.
And any friends would be targeted as well…
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"This is unbelievable!"
Her scream echoed throughout the entire area, yet at the same time no one could hear her-well at least that's what Sonny thinks. Her favorite spot where it was always quite and peaceful blessed with a beautiful view of the forest. Sonny continued to release more screams, and it wasn't until the last one where she finally noticed that her clothes began to stick uncomfortably to close to her body.
"Stupid people…" Sonny grunted as she pulled her wet clothes of her moistening skin only to have it scurry back to place.
"Are you always this loud?"
Sonny gasped at the sound of another voice. She turned around through the door she came in from and no one was there. The sound of someone standing up turned her attention to her left, and noticed a man who was lying down on the staircase in middle of standing up.
There he was standing in perfect shade of blue jeans, with a nice light grey unbuttoned short-sleeve collared shirt, with a white wifebeater underneath-all of course from Calvin Klein. Enough of appearance, it was the one and only Hayden, from F4. The quite, mysterious one of them all-was right here talking to her. He only gave her mere split-second glance before walking up and looking at the forest.
"You heard me…last time?"
"Yes, loud and clear."
"Oh…I'm Sorry-"
"Listen, I like this spot. It's my territory where I can finally be at peace, so can you leave now?" Hayden interrupted not really wanting to hear her apologize. Only because she technically did him no fault. "I don't want to listen to you complaining and dumping all your problems here, so find a new spot."
Not once did he ever look at her again. His voice was a bit low and well somewhat scary sounding. Sonny began to walk without any retort what so ever, at least he asked right? So far he is the most polite person in this school.
Hayden heard the sound of her resonating footsteps, and despite not wanting to, he looked back at her struggling to get up the stairs (due to her soaking wet clothes). He sighed and instantly felt sympathy for the poor petite girl.
"You know what? You need this place more than I do…" Was all he said before he left quickly up the stairs and out of the door. Sonny was left mid-step frozen as she starred at the door, thinking it was all some sort of ruse and have everyone ambush her or something. Yet minutes past and no one opened the door.
Within minutes' she really felt better.
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The sleek black car was driving suspiciously sow, but did she notice? Nope.
"Keep your distance." The blonde haired teen ordered the driver, who only nodded in return. There she was almost skipping across the street with a big goofy smile on her face. Totally unfazed by today's event.
"Do you wish for me to follow her all the way home, Master Cooper?"
"No, I have other business far more important than following her around." Chad replied with an angry frown forming, and mischievous ideas once again brewing in his mind.
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"Forgive us Chad!" The two males spoke in sync; both were down on their knees heads looking at the ground.
"Now Trevor… James. What is it that I asked of you?" Chad snarled as he turned his sight away from the two kneeling boys. He then turned to his pool where a thought approached his mind he awaited for their answer.
"To h-humiliate the target…" James the braver of the two spoke out.
"And was she!"
"W-Well I don't know-"
"No she wasn't! She was totally unfazed!" Chad snapped once again pushing one of the two (Trevor) into the water. Leaving James, the more favorable one in Chad's standards.
"Forgive us-"
"Do it again!" Chad turned to James who was still in shock of seeing Chad blow out like that. Seeing the long silence, Chad took advantage and also pushed him in as well.
"Use extreme measures, if necessary…don't disappoint me, or else your F4 fan privileges." That was the last thing he said before he walked back into the building. The two, Trevor and James were left awestruck to even move.
Using Extreme measures were never done before.
Certainly enough, it would be interesting to see.
That was when the two boys looked at each other already knowing what 'extreme measure' to take.
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Another morning, another day in hell, but another day closer to graduation.
That magical phrase that would get Sonny up every morning had lost its charm. She still managed to pick herself up with every last ounce of her energy to try to look happy in front of her family. Her single mother tried very hard to get her enrolled into this school. She wasn't going to let all the money her mother worked very hard to go down the toilet.
With this burning inspiration, she was able to smile and at least try to have a good day. But would that be possible with the whole school still possibly targeting her? Ever since she enrolled, the bullying only lasted for one day, but the victim was never again.
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How she managed to make it to fourth period, well she couldn't say. It helped that everyone seemed to ignore her presence, just like day one all over again. But she would prefer to be ignored than to be bullied by the entire school.
Right now, Sonny just got out of gym. Yes, even rich schools like this have to take PE. However; if you have the money you can easily apply for a PE waver, which was the one of the reasons Sonny got a job in the first place. However; a wonderful benefit in going to this school is how much time there is in between classes. Ten full minutes to change out of her sweaty PE uniform, which is a tad too bit revealing. A Grey Tee, with yellow-rimmed line around the collar and the bottom of the shirt, and was accompanied with White shorts that stop about mid-thigh.
Of course, High School boys, will remain boys.
Today, for Sonny at least- she had one of those sudden creeper alerts. You know, those sudden vibes you get when you feel like something bad is going to happen. And who would know that event would take place as soon as she walked out of the girls' locker room. Opening the big wooden double doors with a more than necessary effort and that's when it hit her.
Literally.
A sudden hand came quickly and bound itself to her mouth, leaving a small echo of the slap of skin meeting together. Before she could even try to intervene or block the sudden attack, a pair of arms winded themselves perfectly against her frame holding down her arms. Sonny could barely turn around, but that didn't mean she couldn't see them. They weren't even trying to hide their identities; it was the devoted F4 male followers: James and Trevor.
"All Clear!" James spoke in a whispered tone to his partner-in-crime and they both effortlessly picked Sonny up. Please, don't think she would give up without a fight, the whole time she was squirming and kicking with all energy she had possible. The struggle seemed to prove to be working she felt their grip slipping only to have to respond with a deadly grin from Trevor and James as they spotted an empty nearby classroom.
"The old Chemistry room!" Trevor announces and opened the door with his free hand (keep in mind the other is on sonny's mouth.) Just the right time when all three are in the room, James quickly let go of Sonny to spin around to lock the door. The room already was pretty dim, the only light streaming through the windows that were up at the corners of the room.
"What the hell-"
A sudden push had Sonny down to the floor. And it hurt let me tell you, ever had a guy that is on the Baseball team push you down to the floor with full force. Not something you would want to experience, with them and their excellent arm muscle.
Before she could even sit up to fight back, a classroom chair was placed right on top of her head and shoulders, and before she knew it a pair of legs dropped down from it. Sonny could tell it was James that was sitting on the chair. James suddenly and roughly grabbed onto her wrists picking them up slightly.
"Let's begin."
It was there when Sonny's heart skipped a beat. Sonny practically was hyperventilating and squirmed illogically. Her mind just didn't seem to have a single logical thought besides the thought of survival. And survival instincts rely on force, which she lacked at this moment. Sonny's legs when up kicking only the air. With Trevor only smirking as he waited for the right moment.
"Let go! Let go!"
"Keep screaming, no one comes in here anymore!" Was Trevor's quick response with an added tough of twisted laughter.
"No! Please don't!"
"Don't it won't hurt that much…." This time James cooed silently leaning down to see her frightened face. That was the perfect distraction that Trevor was waiting for, the moment Sonny's legs swung down slowly, he quickly buckled himself right between her legs, above her pelvic area.
"No! God NO!"
Buttons on her shirt were beginning to become undone.
"Stop squirming!"
"Why don't you stop?"
A sudden fourth voice made itself known to the three. There he was lying on top of one of the counters hidden nicely tucked at one of the dark corners of the room. The figure's steps resonated in the quite room, step after step he could be seen more clearly.
It was Hayden with a hazed look on his face, most likely was taking a nap in the room and woke up with Sonny's screaming.
"Hayden… "
"T-This was a direct order from Chad-"
"And I'm giving you an order to stop, did I not?"
"But he'll-"
"Just shut up and leave!" That was all it took for silence to overcome the room. James was the first to react of the two, and quickly ushered Trevor to leave the room. Hayden waited for the door to swing back and close before walking up to Sonny. By the time he reached her, she was a complete shaking mess. Her sudden intake of breathe gave a little assurance to Hayden that she was living.
Sonny did not move an inch from her spot.
She was almost….
The sudden thought of what could have happened if Hayden did not intervene came and hit Sonny full blow in the stomach to cause more tears to spill from her eyes.
Seeing that she remained immobile she stepped closer to remove the chair from her face, and saw that she was crying. He sighed and only moved the chair back to its original spot.
"T-Than-Thank you…"
Sonny quickly with shaking fingers buttoned back her shirt and straightened her appearance a bit more. Just as she sat up, she could feel the pain on her wrists, lower body, and back from the impact of the push.
"Don't get me wrong." Hayden suddenly spoke out looking at her for a split second and turning his back to her. "I just hate the methods they use."
From his peripheral view he could make out a nod from her, still seeing her standing there gave him a sudden feeling of guilt. Maybe he was a bit too cold? I mean she almost did just get raped.
"The staircase… it's being cleaned right now."
"Oh…"
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"He what?" the blonde asked innocently as if he misheard. The fact that he was smiling, may look like he was playing nice. However he was an actor and acting was his forte.
"Hayden suddenly showed up and well demanded that we stop" Trevor spoke out looking at anything but Chad. Right now they were in the F4 special 'Game Room' were the members usually lounged around at seldom times.
"That fucking…" Chad began to muffle under his breath. He subconsciously stopped himself from continuing from spilling profanities at one of his good friends. He turned to the two of them and out of anger threw a glass ornament at a nearby table and it clashed harshly against the wall. The thousands of pieces shattering and filling the room with noise as each piece hit the floor.
"I have to do it myself then!"
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"Here take it."
"But mom…." Sonny gave her mom the 'puppy-eyed' look in hopes to win against her. Her mother was as stubborn as she was, and it skipped no generations, Sonny and her little sister Zora seemed to proudly carry this trait.
"No 'buts' come on, I worked hard to do this Sonny. Don't crash the moment." Her mom slipped in the green thin papers into Sonny's hand, it was several of 50 dollar bills, surely not that much for lunch? But remember it was a high elite School.
"Go on and eat a wonderful meal. Don't worry about it, Okay?"
"Thank you, I love you!"
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Sonny decided she could never tell her mom of the incident that happened yesterday. One thing her mom was a worrywart, and would blow things to extreme. Besides her mother basically announced to all her friends and family how proud she was of Sonny. How could she possibly say that the school, she held at such a high position, was in fact the worst school. Not to mention the full scholarship she earned….
To basically sum up, this school was a one in a million for someone like her. And she wasn't going to let that bastard enjoy the fact that she couldn't handle it. She was going to school still and going to prove everyone wrong.
Especially, Chad Dylan Cooper.
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"Wow. It smells heavenly." Sonny sniffed her still steaming meal. Heck this beats peanut butter and jelly sandwiches any day! Her meal was a full course cooked steak, with a side of green beans mashed potatoes, and with bottled water. I bet it tasted better than it smelled!
The small bites she had sent her to a dreamy like state, this beats Red Lobster.
"Well, look what we have here…" Chad came up and stood in front of her dazzling her with his famous brilliant smile. "The commoner, trying to fit in."
He earned laughs from the nearby people and a few joined in with side comments to degrade Sonny even more. Sonny instead decided to aim for the ego, and ignored him like the air she breathed in. She continued to take bites of her food. This technique seemed to work wonders, instantly Chad's smile seemed to be pulled away like tidal waves.
"Don't you dare try to ignore me!" Was all he spoke before grabbing Sonny's plate and whipping it down to the floor shattering another glass item. Sonny stared at him wide-eyed and stood up to look at the once tasty food. Seeing the look of sadness about to kick into her facial expressions, Chad automatically smirked.
"You should know your place. Commoner."
Chad swiftly turned back to walk away, with the loud applause leading him to the exit. Sonny continued to stare at the food that was $150. Her mother's hard work, going down to the floor? No, never! She worked hard, staying out late to get overtime, and coming home with back aches. No this time this jerk was taking it too far, who would throw money like that away?
"You asshole."
The whole cafeteria went quite, whispers started floating around the room and giving Sonny a hateful stares. The circulating whisper finally hit Chad, who turned around ever so slowly and dramatically. He kicked an eyebrow, and with his eyes challenged Sonny who seemed unfazed.
"I'm Sorry. I'm a what?"
"An Asshole! I apologize I wasn't informed that you had poor hearing!" Sonny literally was yelling across the cafeteria, even through Chad was standing a good ten feet away. Sonny wanted to make sure every single student heard her words. After what seemed to be a couple of minutes of deadly silencing the cafeteria, Chad became aware of the words and only nodded. His footsteps were the only source of sound in the cafeteria; his footsteps were again slow and dramatic as he approached Sonny.
"An Asshole-"
"Not just that a self-centered, never-once-earned-money-for-himself Jackass! A jackass that must rely on his parents' money in order to make something out of himself."
"You ignorant idiot!" Before Chad could even respond anything to her insults that were defacing in front of whole student body and ferocious punch grazed his lower lip making full contact and causing him to bleed a little. Maybe it was the impact of the punch, or simply because someone dared to defy him that sent him to the ground.
Now that blew the wind out of him.
A self-centered what? Well that is beside the point, did she just rebel against the one and only Chad Dylan Cooper? Did she not know who he was? And worse, what he could possibly do to her? Did she really mean all that? The fiery look in her eyes that not yet to be extinguished proved him right. Whipping out his pulsing and bleeding lip with the back of his hand showed him enough evidence of how strong this girl was.
Somehow he couldn't help but get a wave of nostalgia. Someone else had said that exact same thing to him before.
"Chad, Don't be such an ignorant idiot!"
"Bring it on. I'll accept this little war of yours, and you know what I do not plan on giving up that easy."
Sonny smiled and looked down at him, the look of his shocked face was what made her feel even better. About time someone put him in his place. And heck if that person had to be her, she might as well to a good damn job at it. Even if it meant landing a couple of blows on him, not that she was complaining.
Right off as she was marching off (not before getting her stuff at the table.) she caught the stare of the silent Hayden who simply smiled warmly and encouraging. If eyes could speak at that moment, his eyes could clearly be read as "nicely done."
Was it her imagination?
Swallowing the big lump down her throat as she tried to calm the beating in her chest, Sonny calmly nodded and continued to walk off.
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Yawning and stretching first thing in the morning always felt really good. Don't you love it when you wake up feeling completely refreshed? And not that kind of over rested either, like the hours of sleep did your body some much needed relaxing.
Well that was Sonny's first thought in the morning. And yet again must continue her daily routine of going to school and work and come back home to do homework. Just the simple thought of school made her frown.
"Oh well, what's done is done!"
Will she regret punching him in the face? Probably, but right now it was something to gloat about.
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Just as she was exiting the apartment building and waking up the sidewalk, and preparing to make the usual right turn to get to school a sudden black car quickly stopped in front of her. It stopped right in front of her blocking some of the side walk.
Sonny jumped back a couple of feet in fear and surprise. A couple of seconds passed and nothing, but Sonny could tell the car was still on. The tinted windows hindered her from seeing the responsible driver to the almost-accident.
"What-"
Before she could even respond four built men came out of almost all doors of the car and quickly surrounded her. What is all this? The FBI? The SWAT team? She had not committed a national threat by punching some rich boy in the face. The mean stepped closer, and one from behind charged behind her holding her still. While another one focused on grabbing her upper body still, and mouth shut. The third man took something out of his pocket, a dampened cloth. The man only smiled wickedly as the cloth approached her face. The cloth smelled horrible, sickening in fact, with on quick small whiff it made her head get dizzy.
Sonny tried holding her breathe, but the man kept it on her until the goal was accomplished and that would be knocking her out cold. Her head was getting fuzzier and she was resisting less and less, and her muffled voice was being lost slowly. Slowly one of the tinted windows in the black car in the back seat was being pulled down. The face of someone she knew all too well to know this isn't going to be good.
Chad Dylan Cooper.
He smiled in victory as she started to waver and losing consciousness. This, my friends' would be considered cheating.
'C-Cheater.'
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Please do pardon any grammar or spelling error you may find in this chapter I tried to quickly tie it all up (esp. at the end.)
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