Virgin Mary

|6| Apologise

The next week, I wasn't up for school and It was no mystery why.

My scooter was extra noisy.

People haven't stopped laughing at my innocence.

The memes have tripled in numbers and there's a trend going on Twitter now, #freethevirgin and #VirginMary.

I hate my life!

I tried to ignore my haters, but quite frankly that's impossible. Everyone hates me.

Condoms fell out my locker again.

This is my life now:

•Find condoms in locker.

•Throw in trash.

•Anonymous douche refills.

•Repeat.

My first period was Math with Mr McCormick.

Mr McCormick got into the class late again but instead of cigars, he smelt of scotch this time.

He sounded more pshycotic today but thankfully, he wasn't as delusional as Eve, even in his current drunken state.

"Late again, Ms Hamilton." Mr McCormick roared. But Nicole didn't give two f***s.

It's pretty clear to everyone now that Nicole sits next to me, so that seat is always empty.

She takes her place, sits back and crosses her long, long legs and looks at me.

"Hey b***h. Aren't you just happy that we're in the same math class?"

"No." I simply state. "I was actually happy that we didn't cross paths again because you would have made my life much more unbearable."

"I see you've got a mouth there." She smiled mischievously and I visibly stiffened.

She was incredibly hot, and I was utterly afraid of her. Maybe, if I wasn't a virgin, it'd be much more easier for me to talk to her.

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Math was terrible.

Mr McCormick was clearly in no mood to teach, seeing how his head slumped on the table. So he let us do what we wished.

What a bummer.

Everyone was up and about the class, socialising and talking about how great their summer was. They even took the liberty of making the extra effort to avoid talking to me.

I hoped Nicole would move along and talk about how great her summer was too. People would care, she was the empress of Camden high.

Instead, she sat right there and occasionally looked at me. My body was stiff with fear and all I wanted to ask her was, why?

Why me?

Wasn't I just as blunt as any other person in the world? Why did I have to be her b***h?

NICOLE HAMILTON

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"Late again, Ms Hamilton." The old fart was at it again.

I obviously had no intention of taking his reprimand to mind.

I look up only to be pleased to see Ethan in the class. He was just as surprised to see me as well, but he wasn't necessarily surprised in a good way.

I smiled and he flushed a little in colour. Everyone took to attention that I was in the room, especially that I was in the room with a prey.

The seat parallel to Ethan was vacant. Just the way I like it. Math might just be my favourite class.

"Hey b***h. Aren't just happy that were in the same class?" I asked, with a smile lingering in my tone.

"No. I was actually happy that we didn't cross paths again because you would have made my life much more unbearable."

I was taken aback a little that he had such a feisty comment. There's definitely a lot more in this guy than I thought.

"You've got a mouth there." I say and notice him visibly stiffen. I nearly chuckle, but manage to keep my composure.

Everyone in the class went on with their dumb, mindless chatter and I sat right there.

I couldn't help but check him out every once in a while. He was just so cute with his dark blue rimmed glasses and his dimples. He's glasses brought out his olive green eyes.

He had glowing peach skin and rosy pink lips. He wore a dorky t-shirt with a cheesy math pun.

I don't do cake,

I like pi better.

I laughed indirectly then wondered whether he had owned more t-shirts like this.

"Hey Mary, heads up!" Chase, one of the guys on the Camden high's admired football team threw a crumbled up paper that landed straight into his face.

I immediately turned to look at him. I could feel my body temperature rising.

I impulsively grab a calculator and threw it at him.

How dare he do that to Ethan? Who does he think he is? And he had the nerve to do it in front of me. How stupid could he be?

He got lucky and ducked just in time. If he was a second too late, he would have ended in the hospital.

Specifically the intensive care unit.

My hand itched to grab something more lethal to throw at him. Then, I'll make sure not to miss.

Duncan went paper white with fear. A face that people do not see often enough in this school. But after the stunt he just pulled, that might just become his permanent facial expression.

I looked at Ethan and he looks just as afraid as Duncan, but the weird part was that he was afraid for him.

"Apologise." I said to Duncan through clenched teeth.

After Ethan's expression, I just decided to keep my composure and let him off easy this time and just this once.

"S-sorry Nicole."

"Not to me dipshit."

"Sorry man."

I looked at Ethan and he nodded. I think he felt obliged to do so because of how scared he was of me.

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