CHAPTER 2

Makaila rushed out of class immediately the last bell went. She had only five minutes to get to the cafe where she worked per time. She quickly brought out her skates from her locker, slipped it on and started to roll. 

She made it to the cafe in ten minutes and quickly went in. The owner of the cafe is a woman with an indifferent character. Sometimes she burns cold and sometimes she burns hot. Makaila was really hoping that today was one of the days she would be cold. And thankfully it was.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, Miss Sanchez." Makaila said.

"Just get to your duty post. I do not have time to exchange words with you." Miss Sanchez dismissed.

Makaila quickly took her apron and started getting the table ready for customers. She was a waiter so she took her note pad and slipped it into her apron pocket. Soon customers started to come in. Makaila groaned when she saw the people coming in.

The Jocks and cheerleaders of Malcolm High.

Yeah! Today is my lucky day.

Not!

This was their usual hang out spot and they also kept mistreating Makaila whenever she was the one waiting their table. They all sat on the big table and one of the Jocks yelled for a waitress. Makaila made her way to their table.

"Awww look, It's our favourite weirdo. How revolting." One of the cheerleaders, Cassandra scoffed. Makaila ignored what she said and brought out her note pad.

"I will be your waitress for today. What will you like to order?" She asked.

"How about a little bit of fashion sense, good sneakers, class and beauty for you. You really need it." Bethany sized her up with a smirk, while settling on Christian's lap. Makaila fought the urge to speak.

"Bethany, if you give her all of those, we won't be able have the kind of fun we used to have with her." Tyler grinned wickedly.

"Plus, it's a total waste of time trying to reform her. She's a fashion blunder, just look at her." Natalie scoffed.

"Guys, that's enough. You have kept her here long enough. If you do not want to order just let her go." Christian said all frustrated.

"But baby, we were just trying to have fun." Bethany cooed with a pout that made Makaila roll her eyes.

"That wasn't fun." Christian told her matter of factly and looked at Makaila who had an expressionless face on.

"We are so sorry for keeping you for long. We will love an extra large Pizza, Six diet coke for the cheerleaders and 7 choco latte with extra whipped cream." He said as Makaila wrote it down and walked away to the cash register. Her coworker, Deborah looked at her with pity.

"They are giving you an hard time again?" She asked.

"They always give me an hard time. I'm like a puppet to them. They use me for their own little fun. I'm already used to it" Makaila smirked.

"Can't you report to the Principal or something?" Deborah asked.

"No. Their parents are kinda like the movers and shakers of the school. They sponsor everything going on in the school. If I report whose side would he be on? My side or their side?" Makaila stated

"You have a point. But that's just wrong." Deborah said.

"I have gone through stuffs that are way worse. I only have one hundred and eighty five days to go then I'm off to college. I can endure it." Makaila concluded as she took the tray of extra large pizza and drinks and walked to their table.

"Took you long enough." Bethany snorted. Makaila ignored her again and that seemed to anger Bethany. Makaila placed the tray on their table. Bethany took her diet coke and made it slip so that it could pour on Makaila's cloths. Makaila gasp and quickly stepped back.

The Coke also poured on her sneakers. They were her only pair of shoes. She was so frustrated, she almost started crying, in fact beads of tears were already coming out of her eye.

"What did you just do?! You did that on purpose." Makaila snapped.

"Oh I'm sorry. Did I ruin your cloths and your shoes. I am sure you will get a new one. Oh wait, you live on peanuts so there is no way you will get money to buy new cloths and shoes." Bethany chuckled with the rest of the guys. Only Christian looked pissed. Makaila turned and ran into a room, Deborah following behind.

"Bethany that was low, even for you." Christian said. Everyone stopped laughing and looked at him like he had grown horns on his head.

"Come on baby, you have got to admit that was really fun." Bethany smiled.

"No! That was really immature. You made her cry, that wasn't nice." Christian told them.

"Christian we make her cry every time. It just never gets old." James smirked.

"Well, it should. We are seniors. We should act like one." Christian said.

"Since when did you start caring about people like her?She's worthless." Chase stated. Christian sighed.

"Let's just eat. At least if you guys want to make her suffer do it at the most minimal level." Christian said.

"Then what's the fun of it if it is minimal?" Tyler smirked.

"I give up." Christian murmured.

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Makaila got to her house in the evening, wet sneakers on one hand, bag and roller skates in the other. She entered the house and saw it was a mess, indicating that her dad had a party, again. She saw him sitter on the couch watching a TV station and started to walk pass him.

"Hey, come back here." His deep voice snapped. Makaila stopped and turned to him.

"What?" She asked.

"Who will clean up all this mess? Angels? Come and clean this mess this instant." He glared.

"No!" Makaila replied. His face snapped to her side, his face read with anger. He stood up slowly. Makaila was scared but he wasn't going to push her around anymore.

"What did you say?" He asked.

"I said No. It's your mess. Clean it up." She told him point blank and started to walk away.

Suddenly she felt his hold her her long dark hair and in a second she was flung to the other side of the room. Her back hit the wall violently and she fell to the ground in pains. She groaned looking up to her dad as tears made their way out of her eyes. She saw him remove his leather belt.

"This will teach you your manners!!" She heard him say before she felt the iron buckle hit her body with force. She screamed so loud and was sure the whole neighborhood heard. But no one dared to challenge Dennis. He was a strong man.

The buckle kept hitting her and she wanted to run but he pulled her back by her hair and slapped her, causing blood to come out of her mouth. Her back was wounded and there were reopened scars already bleeding. He kept hitting her with the belt before stopping.

"I am going out now. By the time I am back and this place is not clean, you will be in so much trouble. Because I won't stop beating you till I hear your ribs crack." He told her and with that, he walked out.

Makaila mustered all her strength to stand up and started parking the broken bottled and cups. A broken piece of a bottle even pierced her leg and she winced in pain. Her body was on fire but she still tried to get everything done on time. She went to her room immediately after and locked her self, curled up into a ball and cried herself to sleep.