Katheera's POV
I am dripping wet. Yes, you're right. A pail of icy, cold water splashed right on top of me. Then suddenly, I heard laughter surround me. My knees ran out of power and I fell down to the ground. My fellow students with cameras and phones in their hands are raised up, capturing me, my pitied, pathetic self dropped down on the floor helplessly. I really pity myself. I did nothing. I should do nothing. Thats what dad said. So I let them do what they want to do to me. Then a minute later, they stopped and went away. I stayed for 5 more minutes. I guess our next teacher is not coming. I stood up and decided to go to my locker to get an extra uniform so that I could change my dripping wet clothes.
As I was about to walk outside, I tripped over and flour got everywhere. I enhaled some and I ended up coughing hard, sounds like I'm choking. Now I stood up and fell again because the floor was so slippery and I ended up kissing the floor, again. I still stood up and slowly went to my locker. When I was about to open the door where the lockers are being placed,I noticed pieces of fabric being laid down on the floor. I continued walking towards my locker. When I opened my locker, I saw my things inside in great chaos. My notebook pages and book pages were torn apart into tiny little pieces. I saw some vandals and realized that the ink used was a blood from a rat. There we're vandals that said "You are such a loser nerd","Learn your lessons bish" or "Never dare to walk infont of the Black sheep gang or youll be sorry, again" and it seriously stinks. I saw a note and read it.
Dear Loser,
Did you like my surprise?
Would you like for some more?
Would you like the next one to be even greater than this?
Just tell me and I will be more than happy to know some suggestions on how to make this an even better surprise. I might be able to use it on someone else. Most especially, to you.
-The Greatest Trickster
(P.S. Well, isnt your uniform a marvelous design on the floor? Have fun putting them back to pieces!)
I am more than enraged now. My body is shaking. My hands are shaking. My fists formed into balls as the note was getting crumpled. My mind was set on one goal right now and that would be to mangle, to kill. I can feel her take over one side of me then darkness overtook that half.
"Die, Trickster"
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Max's POV
We, are currently here in the canteen. A big 52 inches flat screen smart Tv is placed right in front of us while here we are sitting in a couch and eating popcorn and of course, don't forget the smoothies. There are students here too..the crowd was jeering and shouting. The crowd have once again gone wild because of no other than me, myself and I. Do you want to know why? Simple, it's because I taught that nerd a lesson. Aren't I a good teacher?
She's so pathetic
I know right
Serves her right
She needs more than that
Go Maxi, give her more
Those are just some of the reactions that I was expecting to hear. I am so proud of myself. That bish should learn her lesson. I looked at my gangmates and this we're their reactions.
Damon
-Looking straight at the monitor without any reactions at all. Psh, what's new?
August
-Oooh,he is enraged. I can feel his aura. I wonder why he's enraged. He and that nerd doesn't have any strong connections, right?
Zeke
- He was laughing and saluting while looking at me. He raised his hand which I know that he's asking for a clap. Aah, that's my bro.
Thorn
-Ooh he is also staring at the monitor with a worried expression painted all over his face. Well, he always had a soft heart. Hes kind and a gentleman. But, never abuse that kindness because you don't know what's waiting for you.
Thunder
-Thunder on the other hand wasn't paying much attention. He was just reading a book but of course his ears were listening.
Zenon
-Wait, where did Zenon go? Well, let him be. As long as that nerd learned her lesson, then I would be very happy.
I watched that nerd until suddenly, something happened. I stood up, shocked. Not only me but all of us in the canteen. The monitors we're blocked. No, the monitors were broken. Broken by somebody and that somebody was-
"What do you think are you doing?" We all looked at the entrance of the canteen and found someone standing, anger completely plastered on the face. Enraged, ran to me and I felt pain rush in. Slowly, the lights went out.
Someone's POV
I saw her walking down the aisle with no expressions planted on her face. I ran to her and talked to her. Weird, she did not listen to me and her head was bent down. She just walked past me as if I was a ghost. I tried to talk to her the second time but still she did not listen to me. Thats when I stopped in front of her. I held her hand and noticed that her hands were bleeding. There were a couple pieces of glass in her hands.I cupped her chin and tilted it slightly upwards and saw her face. It was a mess. Flour was everywhere on her hair and she was dripping wet. She showed no emotions. Her lips were parted, she was taking heavy breaths and she was shaking which I dont know if that was because she was cold from being wet or something else. Her eyes were closed. I asked her if she was ok then she opened her eyes and her-oh no. This can't be happening. I felt joy rush in and horror swept in too. I hugged her in disbelief. She's alive? She's alive! But how? Why? Thousands of questions slowly popped out of my mind and I know that only one person can answer this and that would be her.
" I miss you, B."
