KENDRA
A thin crowd of students trickles across the front yard of the school, waving and calling out to friends as they converge on the front doors.
Wading through the loud, crowded hall, I am welcomed by a hard slap on the face that manages to send a sharp pain through my sensory nerve endings.
Whipping my head up to retaliate, I meet Ellie's lethal eyes flashing cat at me, her arms wrapped on her chest as she glares at me with resentment. She is flanked by Natasha and Kaila who are smirking behind her.
“You little whore! How dare you?” Her red polished acrilic nails straining to sprout into claws. I visibly swallow in fear slowing backing away.
Students are starting to round us like it’s one of their morning entertainment program. Phones flying out from their pockets and backpacks to video my humiliation like they always do.
Before I can defend myself, she slaps my other cheek, causing my head to move to the left. “ This
