[X]Visibly take a deep breath to try and calm down and then walk away. You have a Janitor to find, and the bitch isn't worth it.
'I want to hurt her... I want to hurt her just as much as she hurt me.' I thought, and I could feel my heart beating faster. 'I want her to know just how much her betrayal hurt me... how much her words stung, and how much pain I felt when she took one of the few momentous on my mother that I had left.'
I took a step forward and Emma took a step back before realizing what she did and quickly regained herself and glared back at me with the confidence that she normally projects. But now... it seemed false to me... hollow. Sophia was tense and her eyes narrowed at me, ready to pounce at me at any moment while Madison started shrinking into herself from the sheer amount of anger that I have been showing.
"What are you glaring at loser?" Emma asked with a snide tone and I stopped my advance as I realized something.
'She's not worth it.' I thought closing my eyes.. 'She's not worth getting suspended over, she's not worth stopping to her level, she's not even worth getting angry over.' I started to take a couple of deep breaths in order to calm down. 'I don't know what happened to her, I don't know why she just changed completely one day, and I don't know why she started to bully me or why she seems so fixated on me.' I opened my eyes and looked at Emma much calmer than before. Much to her surprise. 'I don't care.'
"Your not worth it." I stated and shook my head; her eye's widened in shock before narrowing.
"What do you mean by that?" Emma asked, her fist clenched and her body started to shake.
I ignored her and just turned and walked away; taking advantage of not being pushed into a wall by the thug.
"Where do you think your going?!" Sophia exclaimed and reached out to grab my shoulder; but I managed to avoid it, causing her to overextend herself and fall on her face.
I heard some snickers coming from the crowd of students that were walking by. But I didn't really care.
"Taylor!" I heard Emma shout as I continued to walk; disappearing in the crowd.
I ignored her, the trio aren't important to me; let alone the bitch that used to be my sister in all but blood.
I was still going to find some way to deal with the bullying though, and going to the school janitor and bringing him to my locker was the first step to solving this mess. Maybe that will be enough evidence to force Ms. Blackwell to actually admit that there is a problem and make her do something about it.
But I'm not holding my breath on that.
Surprisingly it felt like a weight lifted off my shoulders, considering I'm carrying a heavy backpack. Was it because I'm no longer going to put up with their bullying and am going to actively do something about it? I couldn't tell; all I knew was, I made my way to the janitor's room with my head held high, no longer slouching to make myself as small as possible.
I knocked on the door to the janitor's office; hoping that he was inside. I tired opening the door but it was locked. I really hopped I wouldn't have to look for the guy; as I doubted even the teachers here would turn a blind eye to such blatant skipping and I walked through the school's halls.
Homeroom hasn't started yet though, and I believed that I had at least five minutes before it does.
But honestly, this was more important than going to homeroom. So I would search through the entire school to find the janitor if I had too. I did not want to give the three bitches a chance to clean up whatever they did to my locker in order to get ride of the evidence.
I turned and was about to leave in order to search for the janitor; until I heard the door open behind me.
I turned back and out came the janitor; scratching his balding head and wheeling cleaning supplies behind him. He blinked when he saw me; his face scrunched up in confusion as to why I was standing infront of him.
"Can I help you?" He asked with an aged tone that had a hint of exasperation.
"Yes..." I stated calmly and didn't flinch back from his scrutinizing gaze. "Sorry to bother you but someone broke into my locker sometime and put something that smells like a dead animal in it."
"Great." He stated, suddenly looking pained. "Well, show me where your locker is then." He sighed and I nodded my head. When we started walking I heard him mutter "fucking kids" under his breath.
I decided against mentioning it.
The hallway was nearly empty now; besides a few people that were lingering and walking as slowly as they could to class. The area by my locker was devoid of people, and not even the three bitches were near.
'I guess they decided to go to class.' I thought and my faced scrunched up from the smell that started to fill the air.
It was stronger than it was before; now that the perfume started to be filtered out and the crowd had gone away.
"The hell is that smell?" The old man cursed. "Smells like rotten fish and eggs, with a hint of moldy cheese." He eloquently put.
"I don't know." I stated and then pointed at my locker. "That's my locker."
"Alright..." He said, not all that eager to go near my locker; let alone open it. He still left his cleaning thing and scrounged up his keyring from his pocket and walked towards the locker.
"Hey..." I said as he grab my lock.
"Hmm?" He asked as he put his key in the lock and turned it.
"Will you be able to take a picture or something like that of whatever they put in the locker?" I said and then muttered darkly. "The Principal wouldn't care otherwise."
"Sure." He grunted and opened the locker. The smell that was coming from the locker found itself no longer impeded by the locker door and came out for force. My eyes watered from the strong smell and the janitor cursed and jumped back as fast as he could.
Rotten used tampons and garbage fell out from the locker and littered the floor; all kinds of bugs started to crawl in the mess. The janitor continued to curse and I leaned to the side and threw up; The stench and the sight of what the hell the trio put in my locker was too much for my stomach to handle.
'W-what.' I thought and continued heave. My tears watering and burning. 'What the hell were they going to do?'
I honestly didn't want to know... but I was afraid that I already knew the answer. They were going to finish me with a bang, after three months of leaning off the bullying. They were going to try and break me with this.
"What the fuck!" The janitor yelled, startling me from my now dry heaves. "Who the fuck did this shit?!" The old man sounded completely pissed.
I was too occupied to answer. That was when I found a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see the old janitor; his brown eyes promising murder.
"You." He stated harshly, nearly making me flinch. "You and me are going to Blackwell and you are going to help by naming the people who would fucking hate you enough to create a fucking bio-hazard in your fucking locker." His anger was palpable. "You understand?"
I could only nod my head in agreement at the force of his voice.
"Good, now wait here while I put some signs down." The janitor went to his cleaning supply cart, avoiding my puke on the ground and grab them from his cleaning cart.
As he was putting down the signs, I looked at the mess and shivered.
I felt like I dodged a bullet.
The way to the principals office was largely in silence; except for the dark mutterings of the school janitor that I was following. My mind couldn't help but wonder what the trio were planning and the fact that they seemed to be escalating.
So it surprised me when we made it there and the janitor opened up the door. The blond secretary looked up from her magazine and saw the angry janitor and then just shrugged and went back to reading whatever it is she was reading when we came in.
"Stay here." The janitor stated and went on into Blackwell's room.
I did so and went to a chair to sit down. The secretary was content to stay in her own little world, instead of acknowledging me. But I found that to be fine with me. She only looked up when we heard some yelling coming from Blackwell's door before it settled down. The door opened and the janitor motioned me to come inside.
When I did, I saw principal Blackwell sitting down behind her desk with a hand on her forehead. When I came in she moved her hand and looked at me with tired, pained eyes.
"So Taylor..." She stated with a tired tone. "John here says you might have an idea on who pranked your locker."
"Prank?!" John exclaimed and then shook his head. "Hell no, this ain't no prank." He glared at Blackwell, Blackwell glared back. "You don't create a fucking bio-hazard and consider that a prank." He sighed. "We need to get the cops involved, to scare the kids into not doing that shit again." He then looked down and muttered, "cleaning clogged toilets? Sure. Cleaning that shit? Ain't paid enough for that. Fuck that."
"I'm sure there would be no need for that." Blackwell stated, still glaring at the old janitor before turning back to me. "So Taylor, I will like to hear who you believe pranked your locker."
The janitor twitch.
"You need to get off your ass and come see the mess they made; that ain't no prank." John said with no hidden venom.
"And you need to leave and do your job." Blackwell retorted and glared at the janitor and then looked back to me. "Now the names?"
I blinked and thought that maybe... just maybe this is a chance to end the bullying once and for all.
[]Name the trio and their lackeys and bring up that you have a journal with detailed records of their abuse. Also tell her that Sophia did push you into a wall infront of people and they did allude to the locker when they were talking infront of witnesses.
[]Just point her in the direction of the clique that has been making your life hell in the name of their social dominance.
[]Don't name anyone and ask if you could call the cops for Sophia's assault on their person and a conspiracy against you.
[]Write-in; Got a better way to handle this situation, or you want to do something specific? Write in here.
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Well, you managed to get a very disgruntled old janitor on your side. Congratulations. ^.^
Btw, Blackwell will try to downplay this incident as much as possible, but there is still a chance you can get the trio suspended at least. Incidentally, how illegal was the locker anyway? I mean it created a bio-hazard in a public area so you may reasonably be able to get the cops involved if Blackwell starts trying to stonewall you when she hears the trio names if you go that route.
Honestly probably going to handle this situation poorly. But meh, It'll be a learning experience.
