Bullied

SKYLAR

Ending my two-hour class with a yawn and a stretch doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy the class. No, on the contrary, it was entertaining, captivating, and everything a good class should be. The best thing about Filmouth High was the teachers and their unique ways of putting the teaching out there and getting you absorbed instantly. 

It didn’t matter if I was a League A or a League C. Having the chance to be here was more blessings than I could count.

"Everyone, hand your notes to Skylar. She’ll bring it to my office in twenty minutes. Don’t keep me waiting." The teacher announced as she arranged her books in her arms and headed out of the class. The students did as they were told and soon, there was a pile of books on my desk.

I arranged my stuff, ready to leave, but Giselle and her girls made their entry, heading towards me. Fear tied me in knots on seeing them. I took steps backward, but Giselle gave me a firm push that made my butt hit hard on the chair.

She glared at the students watching us. "Everyone, leave. Get out, now!"

Giselle was neither a Beta’s daughter nor an Alpha’s relative. She was a Gamma’s daughter, which didn’t really give her all the right to be so bossy. But in a school where hierarchy rules, stuff like this can happen. After all, she’s in the league B class, and this is the league C class. So literally, she’s bigger than all of us. We stand no chance against her.

Everyone was gone, and now it was just me and them. The rage in their eyes made me say a quick prayer to the Moon goddess. She alone can save me right now from them.

"Do tell me something, Skylar,’ she picked up a strand of my hair, twirling it around her pointer finger. "What really happened at the nightclub yesterday?"

I gulped. "I wish I knew-"

"You wish you knew? Are you fucking kidding me right now?!" She poked my forehead with a finger. "Ash Gunner kissed you. He fucking kissed your smelly lips. And you’re saying you wish you knew?"

"I don’t know why he did it-"

"Quit lying to me. Skylar!" She hit my face, making me see stars briefly. "Tell me the truth. Why did he kiss you? How long have you been giving him your pussy to fuck…?"

Jesus Christ, does she have to speak so vulgarly disgusting?

"…how long have you been his tramp? How did you even get to be his tramp?" She chuckled humorlessly, making a facetious gesture of surprise. "It doesn’t make sense. Ash Gunner will never have something to do with a girl like you! Not even if his life depended on it."

Exactly. So I don’t understand either why he kissed me.

"Skylar!" She yelled in my face. I flinched. "Say something."

"I don’t know," I began but she laughed humorlessly again. Still, I had to say my part. She already hit me once and just might continue if I don’t vindicate myself. "I don’t think he kissed me because he knew me or wanted to kiss me. I think he did it because he was trying to make the other girl jealous. I was used. Literally."

They all stayed quiet, and then Gina whispered into her ears. "I think she’s right. Ash used her. So the kiss shouldn’t bother you."

Giselle hissed. "It bothers me. I can’t help it. I went there last night all dressed up for him, but he didn’t even notice me. But Skylar here got the chance to kiss him. I hate her luck!"

Yeah, me too. I hate my luck. Saying he used me had been me, trying to convince them not to bully me over the kiss incident. But it also made me realize that he really did use me. 

He took my first kiss like it was just a walk in the park, and it didn’t matter the slightest to him. Right now, I can’t help but hate his entitled, cocky personality.

"I’m letting you off right now, but not without a warning," Giselle gestured at the girls and they carried the books I was supposed to turn in to the teacher. They left with them. Only Giselle stayed, pinning me down on my seat with a scowl.

Minutes later, they returned and whispered something to her. She grinned, gave me one last scowl and they all left.

I sat for a couple of more minutes, catching my breath and putting a leash on my tears. I wasn’t gonna cry, not today. Not when I would be going to the teacher’s office in a couple of minutes. Feeling a lot calmer, I stood and headed out of the class. 

The books they carried were dropped in the hallway in a trail. I had to bend and pick every one of them to the last. With no further delay, I started picking them. Good thing the hallway was empty. It would have been a disaster if it was flocked with students.

Picking the books and settling them in my arms was a hassle, but I was doing it, and fast too. The teacher gave me twenty minutes. I was already late. I needed to get this over with and head to her office already.

A sneakered foot stepped on a book I was gonna pick. My gaze traced the leg, up to the face and I paled. It didn’t help that those grey eyes weren’t so cold anymore. They weren’t warm either. They were just neutral.

My neck was beginning to hurt from staring at his face, so I stood. But he was still way taller, and I was still straining my neck to keep eye contact. I shouldn’t even keep eye contact, I should break it. But it wasn’t so easy to do, with those grey eyes holding me captive and in place.

"Ash…" his name crawled out of my lips, while I was still in my half daze.

"So you knew who I was," his upper lip lifted in somewhat a snort. "Figured."