Tomorrow may never come

Challenged

"Oh so he wanted a second chance at ruining your life?"  Tamara bristled.

I shrugged as I sipped my coffee.  We were seated by the commissary waiting for the next class and told Peter and Tamara what happened last night.  Peter scoffed at the idea that James practically begged for me to come back to him.  Even Tamara smirked at that.

I wondered if I should have gone easy on him.  I mean we had been a couple but then the way he acted last night was almost freakish in my standard.  Liam had to stay the night at my couch just to make sure I was okay.  I was not scared of what he could do.  I was only worried he might do something against Liam.  Not that Liam can't take care of himself.  But I don't want him too worried.

"Hey!"  Peter shouted angrily.  

Tamara and I looked at him.  He was busy scrolling at his phone.  Once he was done, his eyes were shining with unshed tears coupled with rage.

"Look at this!"  Peter showed them what he was viewing.

Tamara and I looked at what he was looking at angrily.  My eyes widened at what we saw.

There were tons of compromising pictures when we were bullied, manipulated and used.  In the end of the post were the words:

The weak will be always be weak.

I was furious.  They were not content to attack just me but they had to something about Tamara and Peter.  They dared to do this?

I pulled out my laptop from my book bag and opened it.  Using the algorithm that I had invented during computer class, I used it to trace the source of the e-mail.  Once that was accomplished, I found out who posted those pictures.  I downloaded the pictures and copied the source as evidence before deleting the post.  I pushed my laptop to Tamara.

"Hold this for me, will you?"  I asked.  I stalked out of the common room and went straight to the popular area.  All eyes followed my progress, my steps strong and sure.  Tamara and Peter were scampering after me.  Soon enough, I saw the people I was looking for.  My steps quickened.

Janine had the audacity to smirk at me.

"Oh look.  It's little miss-"

My fist flew towards her face before she could even form the rest of what she wanted to say.  Her posse screamed bloody murder but did not attempt to retaliate.  They moved away from the b***h.  I punched Janine's face over and over again before Peter managed to pull me off her.  Tamara did the same but her smiling face was clearly seen.  My hands were torn up but I knew she deserved it.  I'm rarely violent but when someone tries to attack my friends especially in this manner, all bets are off.

"What is going on here?"  James demanded, his eyes focused on me.  Well if he thinks that he is the reason why I got spitting mad at his girl, well he had another thing coming.  I shrugged off Peter and Tamara and managed to lunge a strong hit at James's face.  He yowled in pain as he cradled his bloodied nose, his friends gathered around him and looked at me in surprise.

"Why did you do that, Cat?  He used to be your boyfriend."  One of his friends asked while shielding James from my fists.

"What is going on here?"  The principal asked as he moved to the center of the chaos.  I glared at them both before facing the principal.  I looked at Tamara and held out my hand for my laptop.  She gave it to me.  I opened the file that I saved and showed it to the principal.  

"Sir, those two made these posts.  They posted it under anonymous accounts.  Too bad my skills include tracing and computer programming."  I know it was bad enough to punch their faces in but they made me so mad.  We were people, for God's sake.  Not a punching bag for these bullies.

The principal scrolled over the page grimly.  His eyes widened at the way the posts and they darkened at the last page.  He handed my laptop to the assistant principal who was with him then fixed us with a look.  

"Ms. Dela Roux, Ms. Ricks and Mr. Henley please go with Mr. Jones to my office.  Get the medic here and fix those two up.  Coach Drake, please come to my office with those two once you are done having checked by the nurse.

I threw their group a glare before following the assistant principal towards the principal's office.

*****

"Man, you packed a wallop!  I didn't know that lump of lard would bleed that hard."  Peter commented, still shaking his hooded head at what happened during lunch time.

The assistant principal interrogated us individually as we were asked to recount what happened.  When it was my turn, he showed the CCTV footage of my attack on the two.  Since it was clear that I attacked them first, I was suspended for three days.  Administrative actions will be waived as bullying is a serious matter to the school.  All the data that I have saved about the abuse were downloaded, to be reviewed by the school board since James was supposed to be the face of the school for special advertisements.  

Guess there goes the fame wagon.

I didn't regret my actions.  They deserve it.  A three-day suspension is a God send but I was worried that my scores will be affected.  The principal, Mr. Davies, assured me that what I did will not affect my standing in the school for as long as I do not punch the living daylights out of anyone else.

Tamara snickered at Peter's comment.  We were currently loitering at the common room in Amore Mio, getting ready to meet the customers for the day.  Eliza, Joan and David, our morning shifters were done with their shift and will be leaving soon for our event.  They will be going home to change into their costumes before returning here to join in the fun.  

Tamara and Peter appealed for my sake.  They believed that I was to exonerated from the penalty as the bullying was James and Janine's fault but I told them that I am okay with it.  Hitting a person, even though it was morally self defense, is still wrong as there is a due process to be followed.

But I would do it again in a heartbeat if I could.

Peter shrugged on his long black cloak and long sleeved black dress to complete his death like look.  His white and black skull make up was courtesy of my back of makeup that my sister forgot to keep from my prying eyes but since she was not there, I get to use it how ever I want.

Tamara wore her elegant Diao Chan outfit complete with floral wand, her dark hair adorned with homemade lotus flowers.

On the other hand, I wore my red Carmilla dress with red stilleto heels and a rose adorning my long silver hair.  I was still conscious of the slit that goes all the way up my thighs and attempted to drag the hem down but Tamara would hiss at me.  She told me to wear nude stockings if I was really that conscious.  I finished the ensemble with fire red lipstick.

"Game on, guys.  Let's forget about them and have some fun."  Tamara chortled as she led the way out of the room.