"Bloody Bri! Bloody Bri!" They shouted. I couldn't stand it anymore, they just don't stop. We were changing after gym class, and I got my period. Great right? It in and of itself is terrible, but at school? It sucks. The only other thing was that I had run out of pads/tampons/anything else that could possibly help- last month, and my foster family won't buy me new ones. I can't afford them on my own.
I tried the free dispenser in the bathroom, but it was empty as well. That left only one option.
I had to ask someone else for one.
Great.
Just great.
It's terrible enough getting picked on for every little movement I make, but having to ask someone else for a tampon? That was next level.
Not all the girls pick on me, but they don't do anything to stop the one's who do. There's one girl Grace who's pretty nice, 'I'll go ask her,' I thought, stupidly... you'll see.
I slowly walk to the other side of the locker room where Grace was just finishing changing, but the only downside was that she was one of the popular girls. She didn't really act like them though. Here goes right?
"Hey, um, Grace?" I ask quietly. She turns to face me, and quietly responds, seeing how uncomfortable I am.
"Hey, Autumn. You okay?" She asks me.
"Yeah, um, it's just that, I, um, I sorta have a, um, situation..." I trailed off getting embarassed. The other girl's begin to notice me talking to their friend. But thankfully Grace got the hint right away, She dug her hand down into her bag.
"Here," she hands me a tampon and a pad, "Don't worry, I've stocked up, haha." She laughed at her joke- it wasn't good, at all, but I chuckled along to be nice. I grabbed the stuff from her hands, and began to walk away.
But just as I thought I was in the clear, that was when it started. Grace's best friend's Tori, and MacKenna, began chanting at me- specifically the word 'period' over and over. It didn't stop though. It just kept going on, and on, and on. Eventually all the other girl's joined in too- except Grace and a few other outsiders like me. The chant then morphed into 'bloody Bri', as well as 'period'.
They were all circling me too- like a mob trying to burn me to death- sorry, I have a very vivid imagination.
Anyways, I couldn't take it anymore, so doing the only thing I could think of at the moment, I grabbed the nearest water bottle, and chucked it at the light bulb dangling from the ceiling over the mob of girls- shattering it completely.
"STOP!" I screamed.
It worked. Everyone shut up. Only my plan did backfire a little- the shattered glass had fallen and sliced Tori's cheek. She was in shock- I was in shock. I stood there for a second, but then she turned to face me.
And the look- I've seen it before. My foster dad gave me that look when he was mad at me. Usually it resulted in a beating, and I did NOT want a beating from Tori Gardner.
So, I turn and run out of the locker room. Thankfully the bell rings, and I grab my bag from where I left it next to the door, and dash down the hallway to my next class, hoping Tori wouldn't come after me.
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"RINNNGGGG"
I look up from my book, jumping, as the classroom phone rings. The rest of the kids my study hall looked over at me. I go back to my book. I'm a very jumpy person, and it did not help that the book I was reading was 'Carrie' by Stephen King. Now that I'm thinking about it- the incident in the locker rooms this morning was a lot like what happens in the opening scene of 'Carrie'.
"Briella Sloanne?" My teacher, Mr. Stevenson, called out. I raised my hand, and once again everyone turned to look at me. Mr. Stevenson motioned for me to go over to him, so I stood up and followed him into the hallway.
"What?" I asked, getting worried.
"You're needed in Mrs. Lamberti's office." He said, "You should bring your stuff, you'll probably be there for a while." He gave me an apologetic smile, and then followed me back into the classroom, and wrote me a pass to go down to the Principal's office.
I grabbed my stuff from my desk in the back, and took the pass from him. The hallways are the worst part of the day. No matter if it's during passing or not, you always get things thrown at you, and slammed into the walls, and shoved to the ground- well, if you're me at least. As I walked down to the principal's office though, it was different. The halls were eerily empty, no hall monitors even. I thought it was strange, but I kept going. Tori had probably already snitched on me to Mrs. Lamberti- Even though it wasn't totally my fault.
But when I got down to the main lobby, I spotted at least 3 police cars outside the building. Surprise surpeise, Tori was waiting to snitch on me when I got there- but that stopped concerning me at that point. My gut sank as I saw the police officers, the guidance councelor, and Mrs. Lamberti all having a seemingly intense discussion in the conference room.
The secretary was ignoring Tori's complaining, but still looked up when I entered the office. She immediately stood up and escorted me into the conference room. Tori gave me her infamous death glare as I walked into the room. All the adults stopped talking and looked up as I entered the room. And as I looked around I spotted my social worker, Ms. Harrison was also there. This could not be good.
Tori was screaming when the door shut, but I wasn't concerned with her anymore. Ms. Harrison escorted me to one of the chair's and then took the seat next to me. Mrs. Lamberti took her chair at the head of the table, and the guidance counselor, Mr. Sienna, took the seat across from Ms. Harrison. One of the Officers took the seat across from me, with a lawyer nect to him, the other two officers sat at the opposite end of the table, and the remaining two stood on opposite sides of the door.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Briella," Ms. Harrison began, "I am so so sorry... but the Larson's-"
"They sent me back, didn't they?" I interrupted, I've been sent back so many times now I have the whole speech memorized now.
Ms. Harrison lowered her head and nodded, not making eye contact. I'm not surprised. No one wants the British orphan who has no friends and a dozen different health conditions. Most of the foster parents were only in it for the money. The only good family I had had to send me back because their house flooded and they couldn't afford my medicine and rebuild their whole house.
But Mr. Sienna of course decided this was the best moment to speak up, saying "Briella, you haven't had one stable family, or one willing to keep you, since you were placed in the foster system. And with your mental and physical health conditions, I'm worried you won't be able to live outside of a hospital for much longer."
"Okay... then find me a new home." I told him.
"It's not that simple." He told me, "The families also have to agree to house you in the first place, and then decide if they want to continue housing you, or if you can adjust to living with that family."
The phone on the table rang, and Mrs. Lamberti quickly answered and made a strange expression when she lsitened to whomever was on the other end.
"Briella, did you shatter a light bulb in the locker room?" She asked me.
"Ummm... yeah..." I said quietly.
"Did the shattered glass slice open Tori Gardner's forehead?" She asked, sounding slightly impressed.
"Ummm... maybe..." I answered, sinking down in my seat.
"You're not from the United States." The lawyer across from me said, very matter-of-factly, interrupting Mrs. Lamberti in the process. "And with your foster record, there's not a lot else we can do for you."
"What does that mean?" I asked him, tears forming in my eyes- half knowing what was about to happen. I looked around the room and spotted a garbage bag of all of my stuff, shoved in a corner, half hidden by a plant.
Ms. Harrison handed me a box of tissue's and rubbed my back, as the lawyer said by far the most devastating words of my life, surpassing the news of my parents death:
"Briella Sloanne, you are being deported back to the United Kingdom."
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Author's Note:
Hey, everyone!! I'm so excited to start this new book!! If you haven't already go check out my first book, Honor Without Glory.
I know what you're all going to say, that this is a 1D book, and there was nothing related to 1D in this chapter, and I promise there will be soon! But I need things to pan out in a specific way before I can get to the part where they come in. I swear it will happen though!
Anways,
What did y'all think of the chapter? I honestly didn't plan on deporting Briella in the first chapter, and I did plan on you guys meeting other characters, but I guess it'll have to wait haha.
If you guys have any questions, comments, suggestions, PLEASE comment, I would LOVE to hear what you guys have to say!
Love ya <3 :)