Where I Belong #Wattys2021

Chapter 15

A week passed and not a single word from that crazy girlfriend of mine. Urgh! She dares to not even pick up my calls.

It was the same with Pierre and Ethan. None of them picked up my calls. Pierre who has always answered the phone long enough to even say a 'Hi' ignored me these few days.

Didn't Ninnon say me they've still got me on their mind? Then what's going on? I wonder if its exam time?

"Mia, stop daydreaming about me and get your pretty ass inside the classroom." A voice disrupts my thoughts. Who other than Heath would admire my ass?

"Oh shut up. Who'd dream about you so early?" I scoff and he grins. Grinning back, I walk into the Calculus class with him.

Just like how they'd promised, the four managed to keep my head from worries. When at home it was a different story, where I was always gloomy and sad.

Oh, and before I forget to relate this wonderful news to the world, I better spit it out.

I punched Noah. Hard

Who knew I had so much strength inside of me?

He constantly abused me with his words and way of talking. If he thinks I'm like those other girls he's slept around with, he's dead wrong.

Sarah was different. She genuinely fell in love with the ass. The other bimbos? They just slept with him, because they thought to have sex with the school hottie somehow would elevate their social standing.

I couldn't bear it in anymore and while at the almost empty hallway, I slammed my fist, into his so-called god-like face. The weak guy fell to his feet.

Thankfully, an Amelia Brooke supporter had video recorded the whole thing and thus I had proof, that it was Noah fucking A-hole that assaulted me, in which I used force to make him stop.

Not that I would have minded suspension.

The whispers didn't stop nor subdue. It rose like a wildfire.

Amelia's taking revenge for her deceased friend is the current rumor floating about.

Coming back to the present, I try to stare at the whiteboard. I avert my gaze from all the stares that are directed my way.

"You good?" Heath asks from behind me. I turn around and smile, nodding.

My phone vibrates and I quickly grab it. Ninnon!

Oh. It's just Amy complaining about class.

"Wow. Disappointed much Princess?" Heath teases, a smirk on his face.

"Shut up ass."

The two of us bicker until the calculus teacher walks in and slams his book on the table, and yells at the class to keep quiet. He starts class and I zone out.

Ninnon. Pierre. Ethan. Where are you guys? What's going on?

"Psh. Psh... Mia. Amelia" A finger pokes from behind.

"Stop that Pierre!" I swat his hand aside.

Wait... no that's wrong.

"Uh... Mia?" Heath begins, but I raise a hand beckoning him to stop. Sighing I apologize.

Resting my arms on the table, I lie my head down and shut my eyes tight. Trying, forcing, pleading myself to give this life a chance.

Futile.

The whole damn thing in me trying to forget Lyon is effing futile.

I've been lost in thought the whole damn day. I even served myself the school's spaghetti. Yuck! The thing tastes like plastic. Just how much lower have I fallen?