Chapter 4 Point proven
Randy;
"This year is the year!" John whispered excitedly, I had never known him to whisper but first time for everything I guess. He slid his tray in front of me and took a seat. His square like face all lit up like christmas lights, "This year is the year"
"You said that last year, and the year before" I pointed out, slowly forgetting that the sluts were talking and Iziah was still pointing out my flaws, at least now they had reached heights I didn't even know of, apparently I'm too Kuwait-ty, I don't get it either.
"I know I did" John said fumbling with the package of his sandwich, this crush he had on Iziah Michales was slowly taking him over. John was one of those guys that could make anything cool, he could be a nerd and he would still have people wanting to be like him. Girls seem to fall over their feet for him, except the one he wanted, Iziah. She seemed to just hate him. But of course something tiny like that wouldn't stop John, he would keep going until he was made to stop and knowing the psycho twin she would make him stop in a final sort of way. John stopped his excited staring and probed me with his eyes, his were sky blue, mine icy blue. "How are you holding up?"
I shrugged, "Fine I guess"
John knew the scandal, but he also knew the truth, he was the only one who bothered to ask for the truth, plus he knew the major flaw with it being true, but I'll get to that later. "Well Rand, this year is gonna be tough, especially when I get little miss pyschopath alone, she'll have no choice but to surrender"
I had to laugh, "Yeah I don't think so"
John flicked a look to his 'angel' I had to admit I was jealous, he hadn't burnt down that bridge yet, he could still turn her around if he worked hard enough, there was no way I could do that. Too much torture had passed and all because I was that guy who needed to have approval.
I looked to the cafeteria annoyed, they were split with their ramblings, half going on about me and the scandal and half going on about the Michales clan. It didn't help that Raven was now stabbing the table with her spoon, her hand flat on the table and the spoon stabbing the space between, every now and then the metal would touch her slender fingers, which also held little tattoos.
"I have no idea how I'm gonna get through this year" I muttered to John, "If only people were mutes"
John let out a deep laugh "Yeah ain't gonna work that way, but if you want I can ask my future girlfriend to cut out their tongues?"
"I think I'll refrain from askin Iziah any favours, I have a feeling my tongue would be first to go"
I liked sitting here with John, it was nice to see a friendly face and not have to deal with the annoying questions, after a while John's blue eyes lingered for the door, 'his' girl just left.
"Go, I know you want to"
"Thanks Rand, good luck" John ushered before casually leaving to stalk his girl. As much as I liked John, I didn't think he had any chance at all with Iziah, she would and could eat him alive. I was still wondering how I was going to get through this year when a voice licked my ear. Soft and harsh, but I deep inside I could feel the sweetness.
"Harden up"
When I turned, she was right there beside me, hands flat on the table so her face was level with mine. She didn't seem to care that people were staring, including her sister, I guess the meanest thing was I didn't even know her name, I was too bust blowing saw dust in her face. Yeah, I'm a prick I get it.
"What?"
"Harden up. Thats how you're gonna get through this year Randy."
"You think its that easy?"
That twitch in her lip was anything but a friendly smile, "Yeah, its that easy. Here's my advice, take off your skirt, grow a mustouche and harden the fuck up"
Then she was gone and I was left to ponder what she said. Her boots clicked the floor as she made her escape, apart from the mustouche part, she had a very valid point.
After lunch I headed to English, it was my second to last class for the day so at least that was something to look forward too. Again when I got in, there was only one seat left, right next to Raven. I knew it was her because she was wearing those black boots, plus her sister didn't take English due to the compass incident, thankfully I wasn't on the recieving end. I sat down next to her, ready to speak but was cut short, our new English teacher walked in.
"Good afternoon" He annouced jovaly, "I am Mr Sandow, and I am your English teacher, I am your saviour and by the end of the year you will be transformed into a higher form of society." He looked out at us and contiued on, "Take a look to the person sitting beside you, they will be your partner for the year, they will critique your work, they will edit your work, when there is a play, they will be your partner" He was stopped short when Raven's arm flew up almost slicing off my cheek. Mr Sandow didn't like being interrupted, "I will answer any questions you have later"
Raven ignored him "I am not spending the year with him" She jerked her head at me,
Mr Sandow looked anything but impressed "Excuse me?"
"I am not spending the year with him, I refuse to be stuck with him for the year"
"Well then you fail"
Raven smiled in relief, "Awesome, then I'll be leavin"
"You are not to leave"
"Well I don't see a point in staying, I've already failed the class so I'm not gonna sit through this for no reason, I have better things to do"
"Like sniffing glue on the back field?" Eve cut in, at least Barbie wasn't here too. Although Eve was just as annoying, with her fake glasses and trying to be smarter than she was.
Raven ignored her and looked to Mr Sandow, "I am not spending my year with him, I would rather claw out my eyes or at least fail, so make your choice"
Mr Sandow took a breath "You do not like him? Thats good, when you work together the results will be untainted"
"I am not working with him"
"Yes you are, so deal with it"
Raven muttered something so evil and foul that little specks of spittle landed on her desk, she tried to move her desk away from me but she was already up against the wall so she couldn't go far. When Mr Sandow had finished his speech, he allowed us the pleasure of copying shit off the board. I stopped my scribbling for a second and looked to Raven,
"You've proved your point you know"
"What point?" Raven asked not looking at me, her hand furiously moving across the page.
"That you don't like me"
She let out an evil giggle, yes thats possible. She let me have the pleasure of eye contact "I don't like Barbie, I don't like Mr Sandow, I don't like peas. There is a whole 'nother word for how I feel about you Randy. All I know is, words like hatred and despise ain't strong enough, there is no word for how I feel about you Randy but when I find one, I'll let you know"
"You really hate me that much?" I couldn't help the hurt, I thought hate would be strong enough, I didn't blame her but to know that word wasn't strong enough hurt,
"Let me crack your skull open twice and ruin your chances at coming home early to see your family and we'll see how long it takes you to get over it"
"How did I ruin your chance at coming home early?" I was confused at that and I didn't expect an answer but she gave me one, possibly to make me feel worse.
"That day was a trial, to see if I could readjust being in a school surroundings again, I was doing very well and if I passed I would get to come home, but no, you pushed me into the locker, told your lies and they had no choice but to keep me away longer. If it wasn't for you pushing me, I would of been home for Christmas, but no I was stuck within the padded walls and all because you decided that I wasn't punished enough"
"I'm sorry" It was all I could say but it didn't help anything, not that I thought it would.
"Meaning less words Orton, thats all they are"
"I really am sorry"
She let that smirk slip again "If you were sorry, you wouldn't of done it in the first place"
The class drove on and she didn't let any other words slip, I tried but she ignored me pretending not to hear me, actually she wasn't pretending, she just bluntly ignored me.
"Alright, your homework for the night" Mr Sandow annouced as we put away our books, "To get your minds flowing, you must each write a poem, you will show it to your partner and let them critique it."
Raven's hand flew up again, "I've already got mine Mr Sandow"
"Well go ahead Raven" He let her have the floor making me curse him silently, why do people always give her an opening?
"Ok," Raven cleared her throat, "Voilets are blue, Roses are red, I'd be happier if Randy Orton was dead. How's that?"
"That is un-appropriate, see me after class"
Raven grabbed her stuff and headed towards the door, "I'd love too but not as much as I wouldn't like too. Bye bye"
I had to keep the laugh to myself, even if her poem had a very clear point it still made me laugh. I wonder if Mr Sandow had learnt his mistake yet, don't ever give Raven Michales an opening.