The Little Goth Girl
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Chapter 2
The day carried on as usual for Samantha Manson, she went to her morning class, then to her second and third, and finally lunch.
As she entered the cafeteria she saw all the groups that kids hanged out in. What did it feel like to sit with her own group? What did it feel like to talk to someone and to feel wanted and special?
She shook those questions out of her mind, what did she care? Who would want to hang with her anyways? If they knew the shameful acts that were done to her, would they still want to?
She took a random seat on an empty table and sighed. She opened her purple lunch box and smiled. At least the maids made her delicious meals. She carefully took out the vegetarian tofu sandwich and bit in. She savored the delicacy as if it was a child and sighed. But her brief happiness was short lived.
"Look what we have here girls." A Latina voice said. Samantha jumped and almost spat her food out. She scowled at the snobby girls in front of her.
"What do you want?" She snapped. The twelve year old Latina girl stepped forward and slammed her hands onto the table nice and loud. Sam swallowed her food.
"You're in our seat." She said. Samantha blinked.
"No I'm not. This table was empty, plus you usually go and sit with the boys." Samantha said. The girl growled.
"Well maybe I don't want too today." She snarled. Samantha rolled her eyes.
"Why? Are they finally sick of using you?" She asked. Everyone in the cafeteria froze. They all looked at the small girl bracing the twelve year old.
"How would you know? You're only a baby!" Star said. Samantha realized her move. She quickly came up with something.
"I didn't, but I guess now everyone does." She said. Star and Valerie gaped at her. The main girl, Paulina, glared angrily at the girl. She grabbed Samantha's sweater by the collar and brought the girl to her face.
"You stupid little bitch." Paulina said. It was Samantha's turn to gape at her. Paulina had called her what her father called her: you stupid little bitch! Her father's voice echoed. She blinked and shoved the girl away.
"I am not a stupid bitch!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. This time everyone, including the teachers gaped at the small child.
Samantha looked around in anger and embarrassment. Paulina stared at the girl and laughed.
"Aw did I hurt your feelings?" She sneered. Samantha couldn't hide her tears this time, without cleaning her lunch she fled the cafeteria in a hurry and rushed to the girl's restroom, where she began to cry.
The small boy watched as the girl ran off, he was shocked at her crude language, but also impressed. No one ever dared to brace the older kids like she did. But he also felt bad for her, she was usually the outcast in this school and he had been wanting to talk to her. He stared sadly at her disappearing figure and stood up. He picked up his tray and tossed it in the trash.
He noticed she left her purple lunch box and thought of something. He grabbed the box and ran out of the eating place were everyone was now starting to talk once again. Looking around the empty hallway he found the girl's bathroom.
He stopped for a moment as he approached the nurses office and closed his eyes.
"Don't be scared." He said, "don't be scared." He ran as fast as he could and opened his eyes. He took in a deep breath and sighed with relief at the Red Cross sign that was now a good distance behind him, then remembering his current priority he made his way to the bathroom.
Looking around he entered the forbidden restroom for boys and cleared his throat.
"Hello?" He called out. He looked under the stalls and so far they all seemed empty. He began to head for the door until he heard a small girl's whimper.
"Huh?" He said to himself. Turning away from the door he walked back to the stalls, he once again looked underneath but saw nothing. He scratched his head and made a face of confusion. He once again called out, "Hello?"
But he got nothing. Sighing heavily he went to the door and once again, he heard the small whimper. He spun around quickly, just in time to see a small purple shoe appear from underneath the stall.
"Look, Ms. Whoever you are, I came to return your lunch box." He said.
Samantha heard the small boy and froze. She didn't want a boy to see her cry. She heard him walking towards the center of the bathroom and she gasped. She balanced herself on the toilet seat and looked through the small crack of the stall door.
She could see a boy in a red hat of some kind. He was an African American and he had small black glasses. She saw his yellow shirt and brown cargo pants and his brown shoes. She silently giggled at how silly he looked with her lunch box.
"Hey...it's kinda awkward in here...can you come out?" He asked. Her eyes widened. He wanted her to come out? Why? Was he there to expose her to the bullies?
"Are you gonna call me a bad name too?" She asked. She saw the looked of hurt pass the boy's face.
"Are you crazy?!" He asked, "Ain't no way that I'm a jerk like hose guys." He snapped. She smiled.
"Sorry...I guess I'm not that used to nice people." She said. The boy sat down criss-cross style and smiled.
"Don't worry." He said as he set her lunch box down. Samantha smiled, "So what's you're name?" The boy asked. She looked away and sighed, even if she couldn't see him, it felt nice not being alone.
"Samantha..." She began, "Samantha Manson. But here I'm known as Goth geek or Gothy bat." She said coldly. The boy pursed his lips.
"Oh...sorry." He said. She shrugged.
"It's not your fault." She replied, "People are just mean." She clarified. The boy nodded.
"Well I'm Tucker Foley." He said, "That's TF for too fine." He said. He smiled when he heard her laugh.
"Please don't ever say that to me again." She said in between laughter. The boy giggled.
"Don't worry I won't." He said, "I just wanted to hear you laugh." He declared. Samantha blushed. "So you're Samantha huh?" He said.
"Yup." She said. Tucker stuck his tongue out.
"That name is too long..." He said. Samantha glared at him from behind the stall door.
"Well sorry it can't all be short like Tucker." She sneered. Tucker held his arms up in mock surrender.
"Hey, I was only saying...but seriously, why not by go by Sam?" He asked. She made a look of disgust.
"Sam? But that's a boy's name!" She exclaimed. Tucker rolled his eyes.
"But it's also a girl's name too." He said. Samantha pursed her lips, change her name to Sam? She smiled. She liked the sound of it.
"Ok then Tuck, you've managed to convince me." She said. Tucker laughed.
"Tuck?" He asked. She smiled.
"Uh huh." She said, If I have to have a nickname then so do you." He shrugged.
"Fine by me." He said. Just then the bathroom door opened. Tucker gasped and grabbed the lunch box. He then slid under the stall in front of him. One that was occupied.
"Did you see how mad the goth girl got?" Valerie asked Star. The said girl nodded.
"Ya I know. It was absolutely horrible, it was almost like one of those TV shows where the kid is abused and then they snap when they get reminded of something." She said. Valerie nodded.
"I know! That's what I was thinking!" She said.
"Do you think she gets abused?" Star asked.
"Nah, she just probably gets hurt easily." Valerie said.
Sam rolled her eyes, as if she does. It's the first thing that Star said that made her wince.
The girls left the restroom and it was then that she noticed she wasn't alone in the stall.
"Phew that was close, imagine if they saw a boy in here!" Tucker said, laughing. Sam's heart jolted and she looked next to her. Tucker also looked next to himself and they both widened their eyes.
Tucker slipped off the toilet seat in surprise and yelped as his foot fell into the cold toilet water. Sam looked down at his foot and laughed. Tucker blushed and quickly took his foot out, this time only to slip again and bring Sam with him, causing the both of them to crash out of the stall and out in the open.
oh boy! Looks we got trouble! I wonder what's going to happen next...
'Lyssa
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