Ch.3- Pieces of shit

A five-year-old girl, with green hair that fell to her ass and green eyes, sat in class with her small legs crossed above the desk in front of her.

A female teacher, holding a pen and a book in hand, stared at her with an I'm giving up look'. The little girl has been acting all bossy since she was brought to school in the morning and has refused to learn, saying all that was written on the board was trash.

“Miracle. Can you swing your legs off the desk? That is meant for writing, not keeping legs.“ The teacher said it one last time, her voice raising a little.

She thought maybe bringing sternity would scare the little girl, but she was wrong. Miracle only rolled her eyes at her and fixed them on a certain boy sitting in the front row.

His name was Zach Junior, and he was the class bully. At his age, he had made a name for himself as the school's prince.

Girls were swooned by his handsomeness, and they would surround him all the time, offering their lunches and pocket money to him. Of course, a greedy person like him wouldn't say no.

Every time they would offer him food and money, he would throw their dishes in the nearest trash can and keep the money to himself. He would then chase them away and say that they disgusted him.

“Throwing yourselves at me? Aren't you ashamed!?“ He would question them.

For the clingy ones, who wouldn't leave him even if he barked the orders, he would lure them into an empty classroom and pull their hairs until they swore to not look at or even go any closer toward him.

Zach Junior hasn't concentrated in any of his classes since the arrival of the new girl, Miracle.

Since her features were not like anyone he had ever seen and no one had them, she stood out everywhere in school.

He was bewitched by her, and strangely, he wished that she would approach him. The other girls disgusted him, but not a bit by that Miracle girl.

When the girl kept on stairing at him, he winked his eyes and smiled sweetly at her. The other girls, who had witnessed his glances toward Miracle since morning, rolled their eyes in jealosy, some even planning to bully her when break time arrives.

“Miracle, I am talking to you, and when someone older than you is talking, you need to obey!“ The teacher's voice rose, but it never bothered her.

She rolled her eyes again, sighed deeply, and then turned her gaze to Zach Junior. "Didn't your mother ever teach you?“ She asked loud enough for him to hear.

All attention was turned to her.

First, it was rude to speak in class without the teacher's permission; secondly, why was she telling Zach Junior that? Didn't she know who he was? He was the only son of Alpha Zach and Luna Venessa!

“What?“ Zach Junior, who didn't expect Miracle to actually strike up a conversation with him, asked back, fucking the school rule of never talking in class.

Miracle scoofed, then crossed her hands on her flat chest. Zach did the same thing that offended her, since her eyes narrowed into tiny splits, the green in her eyes glowing with hints of black. “That looking at girls like that is forbidden?

“What look?“ Zack Junior asked. Even the teacher was curious because she stopped making her behave and sat in her chair, listening to their verbal exchange.

“Are you that dumb?“ Miracle stressed the dumb word. The class gasped since no one had ever talked to him like that. Let alone call him dumb!

The only person who didn't seem to mind was Zach Junior himself. Hell, she can curse me and call me names all she wants, as long as a rare beauty like her is talking to me! He thought inwardly.

“I am not dumb, Miracle. It's just that I don't understand what you are saying," he responded, a smile spreading across his cute, small face.

“Is that not being dumb?“ She sized him with her eyes, then continued, "Let me break it down for you, dumb boy. Your mom never taught you that you aren't supposed to look at girls as if there were ornaments and  jewelry."She asked, this time clearly.

"No, and even if she had, I wouldn't have listened to her. You are beautiful, Miracle.“ The little guy confessed.

The teacher held her hand over her mouth to stop herself from gasping aloud.

Just when was it that first-grade kids became that bold?

“I don't care, dumb boy,” Miracle's tone changed from rude to icy and cold: You look at me like that again, and I'm going to pluck your eyes out.“

From the way her eyes had turned entirely into black, empty orbs, as if they held no life, the teacher knew it was time she intervened since Miracle meant what she had just said.

“Miracle, we don't say that? Didn't your mother teach you that?“ She used the same question she had used in Zach Junior.

“Know how to develop your own lines!“ She growled at Miss Eva, who was taken aback by her growl, and then, turning to Zach Junior, she said in a cold voice, "My mom will be celebrating her 26th birthday in three days, and I don't know what to gift her.“

“Oh,” Zach responded, "you need my help in picking a gift for her?“ He asked, her cold voice and empty eyes that were sending chills through everyone's body not having any effect on him.

“No, but if you dare look at me like that again,” She swung her legs off the table and leaned in her chair. “You'll help me in great time because, you know what, I'll pluck those eyes out and gift them to her. Boy, they look exactly like someone she loathes with so much passion, and as for your little heart, I'm going to pluck it out and feed it to my wolf!“ With that, she blared her fangs at him, causing the whole class to run out while screaming.

Clever girl! She had actually remembered the eyes of a certain woman she saw on television, and her mother confessed to hating her with so much passion.

Zach junior, who hadn't expected Miracle to shift from an angel to a little demon in a short time, ran out of the class alongside the others, the words “she is a demon, she is a demon" escaping his lips.

“To the principal's office, now!“ Miss Eva lost her calm and yelled at her.

“Better. Who wanted to be in your stupid class anyway?“ She asked back, then started walking out of the class in a leisurely manner. In fact, she took a blue-stick candy that she had sneaked in class from her backpack. After unwrapping it she brought it to her mouth while holding gazes with her teacher.

Reaching the teacher's desk, she threw the wrapper at her face, stuck her blue tongue out at her because of the candy, and walked to the principal's office.

“I am going to deal with you, young lady; just watch out!“ Miss Eva yelled at her as she ran around trying to take the other kids back to class.

With evil laughter, Miracle responded to her threat, "I dare you, Eva.“

Thirty minutes later, Wendy Queen arrived at the school, breathing heavily, and ran to the principal's office.

“What happened?“ She asked while barging into the principal's office. When she received a call and was asked to go to school immediately because of her daughter, she abandoned everything she was doing and rushed over, thinking that her daughter was sick.

The first scene that caught her eye when she walked in was her little demon, her hair left loose, sitting in the principal's chair, her legs folded over the table.

Didn't she asked never yo untie her hair.

With a deep sigh escaping her lips, she immediately knew what had happened; she had been dealing with that in her previous school as well.

"Miracle, darling, what did I tell you about sitting like that?“ She asked, knitting her brows at her.

Miracle, who was eating candy and hadn't seen her mother walking in, raised her head to look at her, and with a mischevious smirk on her face, she responded, “Remind me, mother.”

“Miracle!“ One stern call from her mother brought her back to her senses. She groaned and grumpled a dragged fine before she swung her legs off the table.

“So, what did you do today?“ She didn't bother to ask the principal because, from her shocked face, she knew she wasn't going to respond to her.

Miracle sighed in boredom and then responded, "There is this little boy in my class calling himself Zach Junior.“

“MMh,” she nodded,” what's with him?“

“He kept on looking at me as if I were a piece of steak, mother. He gave me the hungry look Yana gives to her tuna.“ Yana was her cat.

“And?“ With her hands folded under her breasts, she asked, nodding at the girl to continue.

“Well, I dismissed him with a tiny warning.“

“A tiny warning? I wonder how tiny it was because if it were really tiny, mommy wouldn't have been called here, am I right?“ She asked her.

“Fine mom,” Miracle slumped herself on the couch and then explained,” I only warned him that if he'd dare look at me like that ever again, I'd pluck his eyes out and gift them to you on your 26th birthday, and since we share a birthday, I told him that I wouldn't be spairing his heart as well, but I'll gift it to my wolf since she'll be turning six with me.“

Wendy sighed. She walked to her daughter and sat beside her. After a heavy silence, she asked the principal to excuse them. She also asked her to do her the favor of not telling anyone that she was back in the city.

When the principal was away from them and she had locked the door from inside, she said to her, "It was bad for him to look at you as if you were a piece of steak, sweetheart, but you weren't supposed to threaten him like that. You should have used a gentle way to do that.“

“Mom,” Miracle looked at her mother in the eyes, then said, "pieces of shit like him are supposed to be threatened like that.“

“Miracle!“ Wendy called in warning, “What did I tell you about using that language? You have already made a mistake on your first day by not listening to your teachers and threatening your classmates. Is that not enough?“

“He reminded me of that Zion kid that I hate so much, mom. I was starting to get scared, so I had to... Her voice started breaking as her eyes watered.

Seeing an old wound rekindled in her daughter's memory, Wendy pulled her child into her embrace. “It's okay, sweetheart. Zion was just mesmerized by your beauty. I have told you before, honey. People tend to stare at beautiful people and things. The only thing we can do is ignore it. Pretend that you haven't seen them stairing at you, or if you don't like it, you can ask them politely to stop looking at you and maybe report them to an elder when they refuse to listen.“

Zion, a kid at Miracle's old school, was always mesmerized by Miracle's green eyes and hair. He would always try to get close to her and would sometimes give her gifts.

One day, when Miracle dozed off during a math class, she woke up to find Zion playing and sniffing her hair. She screamed and refused to go back to school from that day on, saying that Zion was weird and behaved like a dog.

According to her, it's only dogs that are supposed to go around sniffing people's scents.

“Still.“ She insisted.

“I can't justify the way you handled that, sweetheart. Do you want me to go talk to him?“ She asked, playing with her hair.

“No mom. It's like I told you; I have already dealt with it. He won't dare stare at me again. And mom, I don't see why Miss Eva and the principal are so worked up. It's not like I took action. It was a mere warning. An empty threat!“ She complained.

“Yes, it wasn't an action, but don't you think your empty threat was too dark and creepy? Next time, do it politely. And in fact, you are going to apologize to Miss Eva for being rude to her.“

“Leave Miss Eva out of this. And as for my threat being too dark, it wasn't, mother. Just a little, maybe, and didn't you say the exact same thing to that Zion kid as well? Why am I in the wrong when I was just imitating what you said and did to him that day?“

Wendy Queen became dumbstruck. The words, "If you dare look at my daughter like that again or sniff her hair, I'll pluck your eyes out and gift them to her for her third birthday and feed your little heart to my wolf as she turns twenty-three years old!" came hunting her down.

That little demon she has as a daughter—did she eavesdrop on her warning Zion that day?

“Miracle, mommy…”

She wanted to tell her that she was wrong for threatening that Zion kid that way, but she was cut off. “Spare me the talk, mommy. It's just like I said earlier: pieces of shit like him need to be dealt with that way, or else they'll go around sniffing girls' hair.“

Miracle, language! Wendy Queen wanted to scream, but her little demon beat her into it. “I am starving, mom. We better get going. Education sucks anyway." She screamed these words at the top of her lungs.

The principal, Miss Griffin, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation all along, looked at the bouncy, wavy green hairs of the mother and daughter as they dispersed down the corridor.

In her hand, where she was holding her phone, she quickly uploaded a photo of two people she had secretly captured on her social media accounts.

“Let the world blow!“ She smirked, going back to her office. “And as for you little demon, I don't know what to say, but who would have expected Wendy Queen to come out of the blue?“ She asked no one in particular.