words do hurt

Chapter 9

"Why are you wearing a turtleneck, they're hideous!" Kelly remarked while we were walking in the hallways for third period, which was beginning soon.
We weren't exactly alone, as there was a crowd of new kids swarming to their classes so they wouldn't get detention for being late.
"I'm cold, have you seen the weather outside?" I lied, adjusting my cream yellow sleeves.
The turtleneck was the only thing that I had long enough sleeves to go beyond my fingertips, because I wanted to take extra precaution that my cuts wouldn't show.
They were obvious on my pale white skin, so I was going to have to wear long-sleeved shirts, but that wouldn't be a problem, since it's the time of snow.
"We're inside with heaters?" she said with a raised eyebrow at me, as she swung her Coach purse back and forth, like the movement of a metronome.
"Maybe I'm sick." I mumbled, licking my dry lips.
 "You better not get me sick. I'll see you later I guess, and don't you dare tell anybody we were talking!" she hissed as she scurried off to her next class, as I secretly rolled my eyes.
The hallways soon cleared, as I was probably the last one, but I didn't mind, since I was officially the outcast of the school.
I dug in my backpack to find my algebra textbook, but it wasn't there.
"Dang it." I muttered, as I ran from hallway to hallway back to my locker, quickly getting it before the bell would ring.
If I got detention again for being tardy, my mom will ground me again.
I finally reached my locker, only for my eyes to widen and my jaw to drop in surprise.
My locker, only my locker, was sprayed with bright red paint over the navy blue lockers that said ATTENTION SEEKING LOSER.
I could smell the distant reeking expensive perfume that was left, and I immediately knew that Tiffany did this to my locker.
I was furious; why was she out to get me now?
"Do you like the work done on your locker? I love it." I heard a sneery voice ask from behind, and it was the person who had done this to me.
"Why are you so determined to ruin my life? You already got my best friend." I retorted.
"Nobody messes with me and gets away with it sweetheart. If you want to play with fire, lava is what I'll use." she snarled, slamming me against the locker.
The sound made a huge crashing noise, as my spine went against the combination locks, making my face scrunch up in pain.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get to class." she retorted, walking away before anybody saw her.
The bell shortly rang, but I didn't care to go anymore.
I stayed in that corner, softly weeping as my eyes became puffy and my cheeks was a rose red shade of embarassment and sorrow.
I didn't care if anybody saw me, it's not like they would do anything to help me.
I just wanted to cry in the corner all day.
And all of this happened just because of one single accident that changed everything.

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