The Gang Leader And The Fighter

Chapter 9 ::Another Day In Hell::

It was the next day. I wake up in my bed and hop into the shower. Once I get put I put on my makeup, then put my cloths on.

[Outfit at top]

I grab my phone and walk over to my muddy an rusty old Chevy truck. I shove the key inside and turn it.

It wouldn't turn on.

What the hell!

I try again, but it fails.

HONK HONK! I bash the steering wheel.

"Start! You dipshit!"

It wouldn't start.

"Hey! Need a lift." I roll my eyes. Tyler.

"No."

"Ahh, come on. I know can't resist."

"Don't be so cocky." I roll my eyes and walk inside his car.

"Thanks."

"No prob."

***

I walk into the school with Tyler beside me. Nobody could peal there eyes off us so I glared at them, making them cower away.

A group of girls came running down the hall, running towards Tyler. Ugh, why do the girls here have to be horny? Or maybe it's the hormones. Or both?

I

walk to my locker and open it, a note comes out.

I know the secret.

Anonymous.

Creepy.

I move on I throw the note onto the ground and continue what I was doing in my locker.

I walk to class, another day in hell.

Maybe today will be better. Maybe I don't have to go to the office today. I spoke to soon.

"Hey! Look! It's everybody's favorite whore!" A boy cheered, as everyone clapped there hands at my arrival.

I roll my eyes. "Say? How was it last night? Was it Tyler?" The crowd makes a 'ooh' sound.

I step forward, he hesitenly walked back a step and stiffend. I look at him straight in the eye. His face turns pale.

I roll up my sleeves, his face became whiter. Then he peed himself.