Bad Girl Art Club

My nemesis...

Giggling like the i***t I was... It wasn’t my fault some jerk spiked my coke... I hung myself, holding in his neck and whispered. “My hero!”

The f**k what was wrong with me that night? How could I say to a totally freaking stranger that he was my hero. It is just... What the f**k? Hell no!!! But still I called him my freaking hero and I...

***

Ugh! Stop thinking about it.

I got up from my bed rolling my eyes. Why do I have to go to school? I don’t really want to. I never wanted to. My eyes scanned the room. The girls I had in my room were already awake and getting ready. Are you kidding with me?

“Nyssa get ready or you will be late.” Gaby, who apparently happened to be in the same room as me, said and I glared hard at her. Let’s just say and agree that I’m not a morning person.

I groaned at her like a hungry lion which scared her by the way, and fell back in the bed to sleep. So obviously it wasn’t in my plans to go in school today. I went for a week straight managing to don’t get expelled. That means a lot. And I’m tired of not having fun and I’m bored as hell. So I just... Need... My mouth opened and I yawned... To sleep.

***

Two large arms grabbed me by the waist and threw me to a hard shoulder. A scream left my mouth and I started to punch the back of... A freaking huge man, who was taking me out of the dorm. “Let me down you Godzilla!” I screamed, but he didn’t even flinch or even talk. And after I tried a few times, God knows how the hell did I fell asleep on that shoulder with my head and arms hanging like I was a dead body.

***

Boom!!!!

“The f**k dude.” I screamed while rubbing my ass. The man glared at me, and left and that’s when I noticed I was in a class. Every one was staring at me, some smirking, some laughing... And some just rolling their eyes. “What?” I shouted, totally ignoring the teacher. “I need to sleep.”

Every one started to laugh, and I cracked a smile at that. The teacher continued with the lesson even though every one was ignoring him, and some of them were still laughing with me.

So this is what happens when you decide to skip school... Pfff...

Ignoring them, I sat properly on the chair where that stupid Godzilla threw me. And guess what? I noticed I was still on my pyjamas. “f**k the f*****g freaking the hell of the f*****g stupid thing.” I shouted looking down to my pyjamas in shock. They were just some super short shorts and a black tank top, which was letting everyone know that my bra was red.

Never in my life I have exposed so much skin in my life.

Everyone was laughing again at my realization, while a girl in long dark hair got up and offered me her black leather jacket. I raised an eyebrow at her, but she rolled her eyes and with a rude tone, talked to me. “Will you take it or not? I don’t have the time and nerves to stay in this position for too long.”

I shrugged taking the jacket and wore it. It was long enough to cover my almost naked ass (okay not that naked, but it was like that for me). The teacher kept teaching ignoring the class. It was like that the whole time. They didn’t give detentions, because let’s face it... We... The bad kids... Loved to loose a period by going in detention where we could sleep or just have fun by throwing paper planes to the teacher. So no, they don’t do that here. They just made you do stuff. Bad stuff...

When the bell rang the teacher called me to come to him. What now?

“You will be cleaning the leaves from the back yard today after school for being forced to attend the class. Next time come by yourself with your own feet.” The teacher said with a cold tone. Why all history teachers are so boring and... well assholes.

“What? Not again.” I groaned.

“Don’t dare to don’t clean it and that one day will become a week.” The teacher said leaving the house.

I groaned loudly annoyed.

Pissed off, I walked out of the class. The moment I stepped out of it, my phone vibrating. My heart stopped as my stomach suddenly was going crazy.

-Nice pyjamas.-

I looked around, but I couldn’t see him. It was from him. The message... But how the fuck....

During the week I kept receiving messages from him, but nothing to let me know he was here. He couldn’t be here. That was impossible right? But now? Okay this feels a lot like a creepy movie. Am I the victim of it?

-Looking for me drunky?-

Ho! What the f**k? I feel like fainting. He is here? He can see me?

I never responded his messages. I just read them. But now.... Okay, my cup of patience is full now.

*Who the f**k are you, and what do you want?*

Rude much? The guy has been creepy for a week now. And sometimes he scared me shitless. I rarely get scared. But he was really being creepy.

-Your hero, drunky. ;)-

I looked around the hallway again. But it was so crowded I wouldn’t recognize even my own mother, let alone a stranger I met just once in a dark street. In my defence, my drink was spiked.

“Nyssa!” I felt Lincoln’s arm around my shoulders. “Nice clothes.” He smiled at me. In response I glared at him. The jerk had managed in a week to become like a brother to me. He was like the brother I never had. So yeah... I made myself a friend. A best friend. And Gaby was my friend too. But we haven’t talked too much, but that is about to change soon. So yeah... At least this school changed at least something in my life. Now I had friends... Bad for the community friends... Just like me...

“Talking about that...” I started to say, when Ketchup’s voice was heard from the speakers.

“Nyssa Waters. To the principles office.”

“The f**k dude? I didn’t do anything.” I shouted to the speaker, while Lincoln started to laugh. This is so unfair. Why they all want to mess with me? Angrily, I walked to the principal’s office and when I entered, I made sure to make a lot of noise. I was pissed. Okay? “What???”

“We brought you clothes.” Ketchup said pointing at my clothes that were on a chair. I looked at him dumbfounded.

“Thanks.” I muttered, and took my clothes.

“You can go now.” He said and I nodded frowning. Why would he do such a thing? It was a bit strange for me.

I walked out of the Ketchup’s office and went to the bathroom to get changed finally my skin was covered. I felt like I was only with my underwears and to don’t mention I was barefoot. This never had happened to be before....

As I walked out of the bathroom, I bumped with the girl that gave me the jacket. I smiled at her and gave her the jacket. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.” She took the jacket from my hand and smiled back. “I’m Katerin. Call me Kate.”

“Nyssa.”

“I know you...” I raised my eyebrow at her. She rolled her eyes. “You are the one with the amazing record... Six times expelled and thirty times arrested... I’m impressed.” She said and I laughed.

“How many people know that?”

“The whole school. We actually all know why the others are here. Me for example, I’m here because I destroyed the gym of my old school and punched a girl unconscious and kicked the teacher in his balls in just five minutes... It was fun actually...” I looked at her trying to figure out if she was kidding with me or not. She looked serious. Well... That was amazing. “ Anyway... Gotta go.”

I nodded and got out of the bathroom. My next period was chemistry. My nemesis...

Dun Dun Dun...

Just to make the atmosphere dramatic.

Anyway... In my chemistry class was Lincoln and Gaby... So it wouldn’t be a boring period. I could manage to have fun, with them around. When I walked in the class I noticed him talking to Gaby. They were actually fighting. “Not again.”

“She punched my shoulder.”

“He threw my books on the floor.” They both said at the same time and it sounded more like “She punched my books on the floor’s shoulder.”

“You are idiots.” I said and sat on my place next to Gaby. Like I said... She was going to be my other best friend... I liked her. She was weird and awkward and funny...

The class started and like always we had to do stuff with some stuff while other stuff were happening. This is what I understand from the chemistry class... Or chemistry as a subject...

NOTHING.

As I was playing with some metal stick made of “I don’t care” and the fire that was boiling some weird liquid that actually was “I don’t give a f**k”, I felt something touching my hair. I turned around and faced with some weird glass half full with “I don’t know” which made Lincoln’s eyes that were behind it, look five times bigger and creepier.

I screamed scared slapping his hand, on the process, making him spill the “I don’t know” on my face.

“You’re an ass. “ I glared at him, but he just laughed.

Going back to my stick (okay that sounded bad) my eyes widened when I noticed that it was one fire. s**t! s**t! s**t!

“Aaaaaaa!” I started to scream waving the stick in the air (that didn’t sound good too). And before I could process anything my hair was one fire. “The fuck...”

Everything was on chaos after that. Girls started to scream. Boys were not able anymore to think of anything and to make it worse the chemistry teacher fainted.

Me on the other hand, was gone crazy like a cave woman seeing fire for the first time. I was waving my arms in the air, screaming, blowing to my hair. My face was burning and I knew for sure my shirt was destroyed.

Something creamy and cold touched my face, blocking my view.... It made me blind if you ask me. Some of it ended in my mouth, and it tasted horrible. But the fire was gone and it was kind of calming.

I removed the cream from my face, and looked at Lincoln glaring. “Thanks.” I spat. Everyone was staring at me frozen not moving an inch. I looked at my hair and frowned.

Lincoln came closer and looked at my hair as well. “It smells.”

“Because it’s burnt you idiot.” I shouted as my throat hurt. This is just too much.