Murderer

Lindsey’s P.O.V

The bell rang and I gathered my stuff as soon as possible and found my way to the bathroom before anyone could get to me. I usually spent my lunch time locked up in the bathroom or in the supplies room. I preferred the supplies room though, eating my lunch there felt less... dirty.

I took off my blazer and cleaned my sleeves with a little water before entering one of the toilet hutches. I locked the door behind me and sat on the toilet seat as I fished my lunch out of my bag. I opened my mouth to take a bite of my sandwich when I heard the door of the bathroom open. I froze.

“Did you see the look on her face when she saw the blackboard” a girl scoffed “We almost had her crying, pathetic little wretch”

Amanda Kyne, one of the biggest bitches in school. And yeah...she just happened to be in my class. She was the typical high-school Barbie, everybody loved her. Well, not everybody, I couldn’t stand her...Wicked witch of the west... I lifted my feet up to the toilet seat quietly.

“Yeah. She’s, like, so dumb. Like, totally.” another girl said.

..Pft, you’re the one to talk... I raised an eyebrow

Amélie Dubois, one of Amanda’s many lapdogs. This French brunette was the stupidest of them all. I mean seriously...this cow doesn’t even know the difference between an orange and a tangerine. She calls them baby oranges....

“Where do you think she’s hiding this time?” Amanda said mockingly

“Maybe she, like, went home crying” Amélie chuckled lightly

“hmmm....I hope she gets hit by a truck or something, good riddance.” Amanda snorted

“Yeah, like, good riddance” Amélie said

They left the bathroom and I placed my feet back on the ground and continued eating my sandwich. I snorted...hmpf who do they think they are anyway... “Bitch..”

~Flashback~

I walked into the classroom and found my way to my seat while the class kept giggling and pointing at me.

“Hey freak show! You’re still alive?” one of the guys called out as a paper pellet hit my head. I ignored it, as usual.

It was then that I noticed that the people in the class weren’t pointing at me but at something behind me. I turned around and my eyes widened in shock as I gasped softly.

The whole blackboard was covered with words. Insulting words.

Ment for me.

Geek! DIE! Slut! Whore. I HOPE YOU DIE! You stink! Fuck you Bitch!
Unwanted child! MUTANT! Freak show! Just disappear already!

But the one that got my attention was something I never expected. Written in huge letters in the middle of the board.

Murderer.

I flinched. I dropped my bag on the floor and flew to the board, franticly searching for the board eraser. ..Not here, not here...WHERE THE HELL IS THAT DAMN THING!!.. my eyes filled up with tears as excruciating flashbacks crept through my mind and I gave up looking for the eraser. I stormed towards the board again and started erasing the vulgar words with my sleeves as I pushed myself not to let my tears spill for these disgusting creatures called schoolmates.

I had just finished cleaning the board when the bell rang and something hard hit the back of my head. A sharp pain shot through my head and I shot my hand up to the pain. I looked down to see what had hit me and I saw the eraser lying on the floor. I picked it up and turned to my snickering class when the teacher walked in, stopping in her tracks as she saw me standing at the board.

She eyed me from over her glasses and then looked at the eraser in my hand.

“I appreciate your kindness miss Lee, but if you’d be so kind to go back to your seat now” she said in a stern voice

“Yes mam” I said sharply and placed the eraser at the bottom of the board as I walked back to my seat quickly, ignoring the hateful whispers that were being thrown my way.

~end flashback~

I finished my last sandwich as the bell rang again, indicating the end of lunch time. I grabbed my, still damp, blazer and slid it on as I walked back to class.

“Just endure May...one year left and it will be over” I whispered to myself. I straightened myself up and walked into class, immediately being hit by a few paper pallets thrown my way.

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Kira’s P.O.V.

~How many people can do it like me? Zero
Keep it so cool like me? Zero
Girl, you know there ain't nobody, nobody,
else that can make it so hot like me, zero
Take it to the top like me, zero
Girl, you know there ain't nobody, nobody.
Zero~

Diego and I finished our hip-hop recital with a nod and I heard the group of girls that had been watching from the door opening behind me fangirling.

“Diegoooo!!...Oh my god you’re so cool!” they called “Kira please teach me how to dance... Marry Me Diego!”

I chuckled and rolled my eyes as I wiped the sweat of my forehead with my towel. I took a sip of my water and looked at Diego. He eyed the group of girls standing in the door opening and then looked at me. An evil smirk appeared on his face as he wiggled his eyebrows.

I frowned and took another sip of my water, only to spit it out in laughter. Diego took off his shirt in a slow, exaggerating, muscle tensing movement. Revealing his perfectly toned, sweaty chocolate abs.

The bunch of girls fell quiet for a split second and then they all let out an ear deafening scream. I could have sworn I saw some drooling going on in the midst of it. It even surprised me that no one had fainted yet.

I shook my head as I walked up to him and slapped in on the back of his head “Idiot”

“Aack! What?” he looked down at me innocently rubbing his head

“Let’s go” I smiled and grabbed my bag

After changing back into normal clothes I grabbed my dancing bag and hurried to my locker since the next class was about to start. I opened my locker and a few letters fell on the floor. I threw my bag inside the locker, closed it and picked up the letters as I ran to my classroom.

When I entered Diego was already sitting at his desk fooling around with his gang. I took my seat in front of him and turned around “Why the hell are you always so fast?”

“Why the hell are you always so slow” he joked and high-fived his friend.

“Girls are always slow when it comes to getting ready” one of the guys turned to me

“Shut it, Jake” I hissed

He stuck his tongue out. I was about to reach out to grab it but the bell rang and they all hurried back to their seats as the teacher walked in.

I started opening and reading the letters, smiling at every one of them...Crazy people...

“What are you reading” a sudden whisper emerged from behind me as Diego poked my shoulder with his pencil.

I frowned “Stop poking me” I hissed “I got some fan mail again” I waved a letter that said ‘I love you, Kira Hernandez. Please marry me!’ over my shoulder for him to see

“ahhh...” he nodded with a pout “I got some too...but it’s too much to carry to class”

I turned around and scoffed at him “brag”

He slumped back in his chair with his hands behind his head as a cheeky grin spread across his face. The grin didn’t last long though.

“Mr. Lee, since you’re so busy relaxing, I suppose this problem is a piece of cake for you. Mind coming up here to solve it?” the teacher said mockingly. Diego’s face fell and he got up. When he passed me, he turned his head and shot daggers at me. I tried my horrible best to suppress a smile, but to no result.

“And if you think this is funny Miss Hernandez, then you can come up and solve the other one.” The teacher said again as he walked out of the door to answer his fellow teacher who was asking for him.

The smile disappeared from my face as fast as it had appeared and I got up and walked towards the blackboard, ‘accidently’ bumping into Diego, who, on my account, shot out and a big white stripe appeared on the board. I smiled triumphantly and started solving my problem.

After the teacher left I heard a few girls giggling “They’re always so cute together” one whispered

I made a face and looked at Diego, who was looking at me in disgust as well

“Yeah they should totally date” the other said

“Oh god no!” we snapped in union as we turned to face the girls, looking completely horrified.

The girls giggled again “No you’re right, Diego should marry me” she blushed

Diego smiled and winked at her

Ugh...he and his fan service.. I rolled my eyes

“Are you done with solving the problems” the teacher asked sternly as he walked back inside, his bald head reflecting the sun outside.

Diego and I turned back to face the board and finished the problem...I am sooo gonna make him pay for this after school...

A/N: I know what you're thinking...They're almost here....I promise *eyebrow wiggling*
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