When The World Fails You

When The World Fails You Part 5

“You should get used to them.” I winked and walked off with Kara.

“Bye.” Kara sang and followed me.

We started jogging again.

Time finally came.

We were in the locker room when I nodded for Rachael to grab Giselle’s P.E. shorts. She found a way to slip between Giselle and her friends and snatch them. She walked out with them in her hands. I told her to toss them in the trash when she had the chance.

I was powdering my face when I hear Giselle curse. “What the fuck!?”

I looked over and she was wearing her shirt, or what was left of it. Her bra was showing through the cut up fabric that I so skillfully did myself. She took it off and put on her P.E. shirt. Then, she slipped on her jeans and grabbed her backpack, not noticing the slit going from her crotch to her ass. She walked off, unaware of the other girls laughing at her. One of her friends stopped her and pointed to her jeans.

She looked down and gasped.

I turned towards my locker and laughed silently to myself. I heard Kara starting up with her insults.

“Wow Giselle is that a new fashion statement? ‘I’m so punk I don’t need to cover my ass!’” She made fun of her. My friends laughed.

I could feel Giselle glaring at me. The back of my hand burned.

I turned around and began to walk past her, my girls following. “Well Giselle, it looks as if were almost even…but,” I put my finger to my lips and thought. “I have a couple more things in mind…”

I waved goodbye and walked out, leaving her in the locker room not knowing what to do about her situation.

Ray

I had to lend Giselle my P.E. shorts. She had to walk around a couple of hours with her cut up pants until she found me, on the verge of tears. I ran into the locker room and grabbed the shorts for her.

“I told you not to do it Giselle.” I said, handing her my shorts.

“Just shut the hell up ok!” Giselle snatched the shorts and ran into the bathroom.

I took off after that.

It was lunch and I had to get my ass to the library to check out my Algebra book. I waited for about ten minutes until I got it. I went to my locker and shoved the book in wherever it could fit. I don’t really like to clean.

“Hey! Punk!” I turn around and see Craig, some football meathead heading my way.

In freshman year I would have been scared. Right now though, I’m a lot stronger and pissed than before. So when anyone who comes to me with that kind of attitude wants to fight then fuck it, lets fight.

“You talking to me?” I slammed my locker as he approached.

“I didn’t have a chance to talk to you about Madison’s car.” He gets in my face. I don’t back down. “You think you can just do that shit and get away with it?”

“First of all, I didn’t do it. Second of all why don’t you get your fuckin facts straight before you get in my face.” I square him up as I say.

“Craig?” We both turn to see Madison walking up to us.

Craig backs away and waits for her to walk to us. I grab my folder from the floor, barely realizing I had dropped it when he got in my face.

“I was just warning him to stay away from you.” Craig says, sounding like such a fuckin hero.

Madison looks at him. “Why? He didn’t do anything…I mean..” She shakes her head, becoming confused. “I don’t know sorry.”