"Alden please they're coming right to us and I really don't want to deal with them today." I plead trying to pull him away. He stays rooted in his spot.
"Maybe they want to be nice. You're staying here." He uses his 'you're not getting out of this' voice and I glare at him. The Populars continue their way towards us.
"Pinche cabrón." I whisper to him when The Populars reach us.
"Hey guys. Sloan." They greet us with fake smiles. This is the routine, they act overly nice then insult us. They can get away with being rude to me but not my friend or anyone else. It's not okay to bully people so I don't let them. The Populars consist of most of the football and cheer leading teams, but the highest tier Populars are Genesis Franks, Jared Cross, and their minions. Jared used to be one of my best friends, not any more than Alden, Ava, and Wyatt, but still one of my best friends.
"Hey guys." Alden nudges me but I stay silent. They've made it on my extra-shit list. Everyone's already on my shit list but they made it to VIP level. Jared smirks, knowing just their mere presence pisses me off.
"So Tyler, how's your family? Your dad still own that gym?" He asks. My dad used to be an officer and now owns a gym, which I sometimes train at. It helps calm me down.
"We're fine and yeah." I keep my answer short and simple.
"How about Jo and Row?" He asks and I see a flash of concern on his face before it's gone.
"They're good." Can he just get to the point already.
"What about your mom. Oh wait, she's dead." He mocks with fake innocence and they all burst out laughing.
This bitch.
That's the last fucking straw. Alden tries to hold me back but I'm already there. I reel my fist back and slam it into Jared's nose. The hall goes silent and we hear a satisfying crack. Broke that bitches nose again. The nearby teachers rush to us.
"Tyler! Jonah! Principal's Office! Now!" My least favorite teacher, Ms. Birch, shouts at us. I roll my eyes, flip them off, and walk away. I take my time walking there because there's basically no point. Once I make it to the secretary's office I see Jared already sitting in one of the uncomfortable chairs, holding an ice pack to his nose, and that guy from the store sitting one chair away from him. Should I either sit next to Jared or the blond dude? Hm, blond dude it is. I sit next to the new guy and wait for my uncle to call me in.
"Hi, you're the girl from the store right? My name's Issac, what's your's?" The blond dude, who's name is Issac, turns to me. His eyes are a really pretty shade of green.
"Tyler." I say. Just as Green Eyes opens his mouth to ask something else, my uncle comes out and calls me and Jared in.
"Okay, I heard there was a fight. Is that true?" We nod our heads even though it wasn't quite a fight, more of a "I got pissed off and punched him thing".
"Can one of you explain what happened in your own words?" He asks.
"I will." I jump up. "This bitch, excuse my french, came and started talking to me, Ava, Wyatt, and Alden with his little posse. Their presence annoys me so I was already ticked off but then he started to ask about dad and the twins. I get more pissed off because he made it clear he doesn't care about any of us right? He then has the audacity to mention mom, which by then I was fuming. I punched him and now he has a broken nose. La chienne le méritait." My dad's side is French and my mom's side in Hispanic. My dad taught me both Spanish and French after my mom's death to make sure I understand him at all times. My uncle's basically the only one I speak French to because my dad prefers Spanish, to honor my mom in a way. After I finish my little rant, my uncle sighs.
"Tyler, I've told you not to resort to violence and Jared that was a low blow. You're both of the hook for now." He finishes and Jared is the first out the door.
"Come on uncle, you know I can't help it. Plus, the idiot deserves way more for the way he spoke about mom. That wasn't cool. Alright, bye bye, love you, stay fresh, I'm going home. Also, Alden's planning on doing something to your office later. Third period. Peace." I yell over my shoulder walking out of the secretary's office. I pull out my phone to text Alden about me leaving.
Me: Ay yo bitch I'm skipping the rest of the day
Me: Also my uncle knows about your little prank thing
Lucifer😈: How dare you you inconsiderate asshole but ok lol
Me: Tell Ava
Lucifer😈: Alright
Lucifer😈: Love you loser
Me: Love you too jerk
When I look up I bump into a person, making me lose my balance. Unlike some cliche movie, we both fall. My back makes contact with the floor and I groan from pain.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you. You alright?" The person asks, helping me up.
"I'm fine how about you?" I ask turning to the person, who I now recognize as Issac.
"I'm okay." He smiles. His eyes assess my body, looking for injuries.
"Alright, I'm leaving. Bye." I wave at him and walk away.
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Sloan
Teen FictionSloan, that's what everybody calls her. The girl that's rude to everyone, the girl who doesn't talk to anyone except her group of friends, the girl who hates anything and everything. Issac thinks there's more to it than that. He thinks everyone jus...
