that sad fairy tale

peter

peter richards

it was friday and a football game's upcoming,
he intends to invite elaine to the winning party
even when the outcome of the lost and the win
isn't counted yet. maybe he was ashamed for 

having a bad temper. but it was truly peter
richards' personality of the undersuite. he pursed
his lips now that he regretted joining johann to 
prank the poor girl named elaine.

"hey elaine, you're back." he smiled at the curly
-haired girl who's eyes focused on somebody
else. it was elaine's mother.

as soon as she heard the last words of his
dumbfounded sentence, she faced him and 
gave a short glance of denial that they are 
friends.

"elaine, what's going on?" she wanted to 
shout her name as if they were made for 
each other's sake.

regretting the temper he had two days
ago, he started to give an outbreak of 
mad dash towards her but she was 
walking too fast.

he then caught up at her and on a short
glance he saw johann and his clique 
preparing for the downfall of this poor
girl.

"elaine, please wait! don't go there, i 
need you to stay away from that place."
she must've heard it from the bits of 
hesitation going on as soon as johann

bit his lip and jerked his thumb slightly,  
johann threw the wet trash on the floor.
elaine slid across the room and her hands
were hurling her pockets.

as she fell, a girl named rosaline held her
eyes too high and had a bowl of misfitting
trash that wa splashed on elaine's face.

laughter filled the hallway once more and 
pictures were being taken. the horror was too
horrible for her to take, she screamed louder.
she pictured herself to experience more of this
in one year's time.

she tried to stand up but the rest pushed her
down to the ground where she bathed like a pig.
"i don't want to be here!" she screamed but they
covered her mouth.

the rest threw papers and trash to her as she was
being given a stampede of sorrows and insults. 

"fat."

"whore."

"idiot."

"whale."

"PLEASE STOP!" she screamed as rosaline
has handed peter the trash.

"come on peter, you know the plan. give the best
insult to the trash. like what you used to do."

peter's eyes became horried, he was being 
embarrassed through elaine's mind. the dirty glare
elaine gave was sent across his body and it gave 
him a shiver.

"you're in this..?" elaine whispered and rosaline
pulled elaine's hair.

"poor girl, of course peter richards is part of this."

a long silent pause was between elaine and 
peter. it was too horrible and harsh and evil.

"i hate you." she pointed her words to peter.

"no girl, we hate you!" they laughed and laughed.