Love is a badland

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Nightmare Trio

Kira's POV:

The girls kept ranting, my crime was turning to the back and no one can say I was looking at Dan in particular, but these lunatics just enjoyed picking on me.

I looked at Linda the spearhead of my nightmare trio which was the name I gave the three. Linda was a bad mannered girl with an hourglass shape so enticing that men always lusted after her, her friends, Amelia and Rose were like her attitude-wise. Amelia was a robust looking girl with a thick figure and Rose looked like Linda.

I had listened to their blabbering long enough and was fed up. Their words somehow filled my ears and my eyes cringed with my fingers digging into my book.

Amelia talked on, not minding my physical display of anger. "Dan is our man so never I repeat never do I wanna-"

"Shut the f**k up! That's enough, you fools can go to hell with Dan for all I care. If he is really yours why are you so irrational about one looking at him?! I don't want to experience this form of nuisance from you again, cause this college ain't for immature adults like you!" I was never the shy type and would not let some fools, let alone my fellow girls to sit on me, so I lashed back at them with full power and was enjoying myself till a hand that I didn't take seriously swiftly moved with vigor and before I knew what was happening, the whole class resonated with a slap that came on my cheek. I held my hand onto my right cheek because I felt stinging pains emanating from my inflamed cheek. I knew instantly it was Linda who did it and she was the only one in our class that was left handed.

I heard that left-handed persons are very talented and more skilled than right-handed persons, but I never knew that one of their array of skills was slaps because, I have never felt such pain coming from a slap.

I turned around and saw that Diego and his fans had stopped their doodling and were staring at me with pity written on their faces and Dony and his crew also had stopped and had their attention on me. I seethed with malice and anger, clenching my fist because I would want them to focus that pity on the girls not me.

"You girls have acted shamefully all in my name." A deep bass voice broke the silence in the room.

"Dan" I whispered, dispersing my built anger, it was just passion that filled me up as I held the fist I was to use to clobber does nitwits tightly to my chest pretending to be hugging Dan. He had stood up, his brother Dony like wise and their listeners dispersed to each side of his desk making his cold face clearly visible.

"Ruth "

"yes Dan" answered Ruth shyly.

"Well I think I might be attending to your nonsense this night."

"Thanks Dan" the girl said happily, I wondered what he meant as Ruth's fair cheeks were burning and she smiled uncontrollably and ran to hug Dan.

"Hey!" Dan stopped her holding his hands up to her. "Don't push your luck, don't make me pick another. It should have been those bastards but, they hard to misbehave." Dan sat back on his seat and everyone else did, so I joined them.

"s**t!" I just discovered I had ruined my English notebook.

"You are worried about your book, you just made us lose our appointment at Grand Hotel!" I looked up and saw the roaches never took their seats, they just stood with annoyance on their face and their hands on their hips glaring at me. I sighed.

"You dare sigh at us, we pure-blood and you, a n***o hybrid m***********. You should not come to our country and spoiling business for us. Know your place you black w***e!"

The anger and malice I once had thrown away built up in seconds and I sent my hand across Rose's face. She screamed and covered her face and I stood up swiftly and pulled her hair aggravating her pain even more. Her friends didn't stand and watch me torture her so Amelia held my waist from the back and before I could turn to see the devil, Linda pulled my hair.

In pain, I still didn't let go of Rose's hair so I tried to shake off Amelia and with my right hand I tried to free my hair from Linda.

"What's going on here?" A voice inquired with audacity. The chants of war and praise that my classmates sang was no longer heard and the room soon transformed into a graveyard. I freed my hands from Rose's hair and the girls, recognizing the situation, stopped the scuffle and we lined ourselves with our hands at our back and fake smiles, we faced the door.

On the white tiles which the floor was made of, stood our English teacher, Mrs Karen. Clothed in a brown suit and heels to fit, she was a middle-aged woman who was very stern she stood with anger written on her pimple scattered face. Probably, our fake pretense of serenity didn't fool her. I looked at Rose and her hair was a mess and I guess mine was too.

"You girls should go to your seat." That statement made me heave a sigh of relief. "After class you all would have to serve detention." And that was the bullet I was avoiding, but it was not negotiable. I went to my seat likewise the others.

Mrs Karen went to the board and kept her teaching materials on the stand opposite the board. She brought out a marker, opening it and turns to the board to write.

"Who did this?" roared the teacher. The class jeered at the board, Diego had scribbled love messages and unspeakable drawings on to.

Though everyone was laughing, I was annoyed and won't let Diego get away with what he did. Mrs Karen if she asked the second time without getting a reply would punish the whole class.