An unforgettable past

Princess Erica McKenzie 

I slouched my shoulders as I walked down the hallway of Beverly Dale high school, the last time I was here was when I was a kid. It has some memories I don't wish to revisit. My dad just made us move back in here because he wants to form a business partnership with Mr Hawk Andrews who used to be his brother, not blood.

 I sighed heavily as I reached my locker, making sure to ignore the snickering voices and taunts. I wasn't going to let anyone get to me. I was literally expecting this as a new student, but they all don't have an idea of how bitchy I can be. I have had my own share of bullying people and I won't let anyone trample on me or even try to bully me. I scoffed loudly as I slammed my locker shut. 

I walked towards a group of boys who are obviously in the basket ball team, their Jerseys gave them away. They were all in deep conversations and I caught a little bit of what they were discussing. 

"I finally had a taste of Tessa's pussy yesterday." I heard one of them say. 

"How was it?" 

"She was so fucking tight, I could bang her all day."

"Was she a virgin?" 

"I guess she is, but there was no blood."

"That means she was not a virgin. Too bad for you Ken. The bet was to fuck five virgins before the end of the week. You are far behind dude. You just have to look for one more virgin, maybe you can go for the new student. She might be a virgin." 

I scoffed as I walked past them, douchebag should be inscribed on their foreheads. Boys like that should have a warning tag attached to them, so innocent girls wouldn't fall into their traps. I just feel bad for their next prey. I don't mind being the last virgin standing. I won't be opening my legs for any motherfucker with a tail in the middle. 

The bell for the first period rang and everyone began to move. I smiled as I walked down the hallway. Today being my first day at Beverly Dale high school, I should make a first impression as soon as possible. I was unmoved by the whispers, they will realize I'm not someone they can mess with in a few days.

I had history class for first period and according to the map on my class schedule, it is three blocks after the locker room.

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I sauntered into the classroom, in a slow easy way with my head raised up. My signature confident walk has never gone unnoticed, I could feel eyes on me as I tried to locate an empty seat. I found one at the back of the class, I know it might be someone else's seat but I don't mind making it mine. I have a feeling I might fall with all the stares I was getting, and I don't want that. Having them see a weak side of me was going to ruin my days in this school. I just wanted to finish senior year and go off to college.

I sat down and crossed my legs, it didn't take a seconds before I sat down when three tall boys walked into the class. It was like the world got paused when I recognize one of the boys. The familiar sea blue eyes that bores into mine just the way I remember. My heart beat increased pace.

What was I even expecting, of course I would be seeing him. What a great change and difference. It's a miracle that I can still recognize him. Bryan Andrews the shy idiot who has always had a crush on me. Memories of what I did to him, the nasty things I said to him and the horrible pranks I played flashed through my mind.

How I called him grandpa for being the oldest in middle school. How I taunted Bryan, making him break his arms and emptying a jar of insects into his pants as I watched him scream in pain. I winced, shuddering as I remembered how those insects crawled on his genitals, stinging and biting as he screamed in pain.

They left Miranda after that incident and I saw them no more. Seeing Bryan looking so different made an odd feeling settle in the pits of my stomach. The braces were gone and I could see a tattoo creeping out of his arm. He didn't look like the Bryan I used to know, he was totally different and he looked so good. He is a definition of a drop dead gorgeous. His eyes roved over me for a seconds and he looked away like he didn't recognize me. 

"What!" I muttered under my breath, I'm very sure he saw me but he totally ignored me. That was much expected because I am not someone he would want to be close with after all I did to him in the past.

Everyone believed Bryan was a dull boy that needed extra coachings since he kept repeating class. But he was only failing and acting dull because he wanted to be in the same class with me. His obsession with me made him keep failing his own exams not until he repeated countless classes and was brought to my class, everyone teased me and mocked me in middle school for being with the class dullard. I couldn't stand it so I had to join them in bullying him.

I remember calling him names and hurting him countless of times. I basically made his life miserable, and I'm very sure he hates me with so much passion. I chuckled softly as I watched him, but there was something else about him that can't go unnoticed. The dark aura around him. Why do I have a feeling Senior high was definitely going to be full of drama for me. Let's see if I can try sending Bryan Andrews, who knows he might still be obsessed with me.

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