Spawn Of Satan

Chapter 5

A/N: Happy 2014 Everybody. Enjoy. I might be posting 2+ Chapters for this book tonight(:

WARNING: So I was reading my book, and if you're confused... I have already wrote this book, I just wanted to repost it cause I thought the plot was good. And so, I was thinking. Man, everything goes so fast in this book. So, I will try to edit, but if you have a problem with that... I didn't ask you to read my story. Leave the hate to yourself.

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Chapter 5

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My alarm clock went off the next morning and I stepped in the shower for a bit.

Washing my body, as I thought about the events that happened last night.

I then got out and wrapped a towel around my small body. I stood in front of my closet, going over every piece of clothing I had till I picked out a black off shoulder knit top, with a pair of floral pants, with a pair of suede desert boots. Layering necklaces over it. I then braided my bangs back and put on make up as well.

I walked downstairs and didn’t see dad, assuming he is still asleep, I headed to school.

Walking down the sidewalk to the school it then hit me.

Holy chiz. What if mom told Brittany about last night? Brittany would plan my death sentence. I am so screwed. If I die tell my friends and family I love them, except Brittany, she did it.

I walked into the school and saw Gemma get pushed onto a locker. I ran up to her.

“Gemma! Oh my god! Who was that?” I asked. She was now on the ground, hyperventilating. I helped her up and we walked to the sacred bathroom. She sat down and started crying. I sat down next to her and rubbed her back. She looked at me with tears in her eyes.

“Brittany called me a ugly whore and pushed me, Harry was right there and did nothing about it.” She said. My jaw dropped and I stood up reaching for the door. Gemma pulled me back.

“Don’t. Just think what she could do.” She said. I nodded. We refixed her hair and her makeup.

I don’t know what is wrong with Brittany. Her cruelness and cold heart is terrible. I mean what the hell?

That is what I thought when me and Gemma walked to class. We were the first to get there so we sat down at our table. We sat there and talked. I told her about last night and she thought it was so awesome that me and my mom are rekindling our relationship.

Then a few minutes later, the boys sat down next to us, even Harry. I could feel Gem tense up. I stood up and pointed.

“Get away from my table.” I said to Harry. He looked up me confused and shocked.

“What?” He asked.

“Go sit somewhere else, until you can have some respect for your damn sister.” I said. He glared at me and sat next to his girlfriend. Brittany was confused then he whispered something in her ear.

She turned around and glared at me. I swear you could see steam from her head. I slowly turned around and gave Gemma the look ‘Holy shit, I am dead’. She nodded slowly.

The whole hour was so quick. I was thinking about ways Brittany would kill me, literally. Liam even asked me if I was okay. It was outrageous.

The bell rang and I grabbed Liams hand and ran out of there. He slowed down bringing back.

“Why are you walking so fast, I have to go to my locker.” He said walking to it. I took a deep breath.

“I thought I was going to be murdered back there.” I said dramatically, which he laughed at.

“Why?” He asked.

“You could literally see smoke coming from Brittany’s head.” I said. He chuckled.

“Why did you even make Harry move?” He asked.

“This morning, Brittany called Gem a ‘ugly whore’ and pushed her into the lockers with Harry standing there doing nothing.” I said. He stopped and looked at me like if I was crazy.

“No way, Harry is not like that.” He said. I nodded.

“It is true, I saw it with my own two eyes.” I said.

“Wow.” He said shutting his locker. Then he asked a question, I thought he would never dare.

“Why does Brittany even hate you?” He asked. I stopped breathing for a second.

“Uhm, I have no clue to be honest.” I said. Which technically was true, cause it brings me back to the question I even ask my self: What did I ever do to her?

He shrugged it off and we walked in class. We did our work the usual blah, blah, blah.

There was a note on my desk.... I opened it slowly.

Meet me in the girls bathroom on North West Wing. @ 3:10.

Don’t show up, your darkest secrets will be revealed.

-B

Oh. My. God. Kill Me Now.

Literally, because whatever happens later. Let’s just say you won’t see me again. The bell rang and I ran out of that classroom.

What is my deepest darkest secret?

Like I don’t have one. Seriously. Whatever this ‘secret’ is. Isn’t that bad. I know hers! I could just show my certificate to the school and then they would know we are sisters!

I walked into music theory. I sat down next to the boys, even with Harry. I really couldn’t care less. Right now I am Hyperventilating . Just staring at walls when Mr. Tom came in.

“Okay class, so today, as you all know the talent show is coming up, we have a little change though. Since not many are in it. You are, and I will take grades.” He said

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“So to practice, today each of you must sing a song.” He said. I groaned.

“Okay, first up, Liam Payne.” He said. Liam stood up.

“Can I do it with my friends?” Liam asked.

“Yes.” Mr. Tom replied. Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn, all went to the front, Niall grabbing a guitar.\

They sat on stools and started singing this song called ‘Irresistable’. They said they wrote it. I almost died.

Their voices, are beautiful. Especially Liam’s. Shhh! Don’t say anything. I started tearing up. They finished and I was clapping. They thanked me when they sat down and I was up next. I stood up and walked to the piano. I started playing the tune of Stay by Rihanna (ft. Mikky Ekko).

My fingers glided over the keys as I sung to the lyrics, which I can relate to for some reason. I ended the song and everyone was clapping. I blushed a bit and sat back down next to Liam.

“Good Job.” He whispered. I smiled.

“Thanks Liam.” I said. He smiled back and focused on the others. I don’t know why but I kind of like Liam. Sh! Be quiet. But I do. Yeah.

The bell rang at the end of class and I walked down to my locker. I grabbed my lunch money and walked to get food.

Then I sat down and ate it listening to Gemma and the boys talk. I just zoned out mostly. Thinking of what was Brittany going to say.

Then it hit me.

A couple years ago, I couldn’t take the pressure so I wanted to experiment. I was young and naïve. So I cut myself in the bathroom. Brittany just happened to walk in, and she laughed and left. She is going to tell everyone about it. I checked my wrist for the scar.

It is barely there. But you can still notice the lines.

I then started breathing heavily.

Fuck My Life.

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A/N: Bleh