I swear to god I am going to kill Collin Cole. I don’t know why he pisses me off this much. He’s annoyed me the last two years I’ve gone to this school. But it’s like he’s upped his game today. And touching me is the damn last straw.
I don’t believe in the bullshit of boys tugging girls’ hair because they like them. My moms raised me to know the difference between friend and foe. And anyone that hurts you, be it physically or emotionally, isn’t your friend. And my one mom taught me to stand up for myself and others.
And I swear if it weren’t for Mrs. Graham and not wanting detention, I’d have laid his ass out. As she returned to the front of the room, I glared at Collin. “Keep it up fuckwad, and you’ll find yourself in a full-body cast.” I whispered growled before turning back around in my chair.
I wrapped my ponytail up into a bun to ensure he couldn’t touch my hair. “Always with the cutting words and threats of violence. You know if I didn’t know better, Red, I’d think you got the hots for me.” Collin whispered. I wrinkled my nose holding my hand over my mouth. That thought made me want to throw up my lunch.
I clench my jaw as I wait for the bell to ring. I don’t want to get in more trouble. And thankfully, the bell rings. I’m in no a rush to get to Physics, but I am in a rush to get away from Collin. I hurry to grab my books.
“Miss Summers, wait right there.” Mrs. Graham called out, stopping me in my tracks. I groaned. What does the old crone want?
She’s not one to stop people to give praise, and I haven’t gotten less than an A on any assignments. So unless this is about the incident with Collin, and I really hope that subject was dropped, I don’t know what her deal is.
“Yes, Mrs. Graham?” I forced a smile on my lips. “Get back here, Mister Cole.” Mrs. Graham pointed her boney finger at him and gestured to him to stand by her desk too. Oh crap. She’s not going to let it go. If I get detention, my moms are going to kill me.
“Yes, ma’am?” Collin put on the polite, nice boy routine. So fake. “Mrs. Graham, if this is about earlier. Perhaps Collin should be reminded of the basic rule of keeping his hands to himself. I am within my right to define my body from unwanted touches.” I spoke up because I just wanted to nip this shit in the bud now.
Mrs. Graham rolled her eyes. “I miss the days when I was allowed to swat children with a ruler for misbehaving. You both would have knuckles redder than your hair. Alas, we have to be politically correct and all that these days. Now your personal issues are not my concern or why I asked you to stay behind.” she sighed.
I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. God, I hate crotchety old bitches like this. Missing the ‘good ole days’ when she could get away with abusing children. Fuck I wonder if my moms realized we had our own Argus Filch teaching math.
I can just imagine her saying, ‘A pity they let the old punishments die. Was a time detention would find you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons. God, I miss the screaming.’ I had to stifle a laugh at the thought. It really did fit her, though.
“Right. What a shame that they passed laws making it illegal for teachers to abuse students.” Collin smiled. His sarcasm was not lost on Mrs. Graham as she glared at him over her glasses.
“I recommend minding your tongue, Mister Cole. Your mother contacted the school about tutoring because your grades are so abysmal.” She snorted, pushing her glasses up her nose.
I covered my mouth with my hand to cover up my snort. Of course, the asshole isn’t doing well in this class. “As amusing as it is to find out Collin’s doing badly in this class, I fail to see how this is my problem or a subject you should be discussing with me.” I cleared my throat.
“Oh, it matters because you are, regretfully, the best student I have. And Mrs. Cole asked for my recommendation for who would be best adapted in tutoring someone. I gave her your name. And after she spoke with Principal Walters, he volunteered you to tutor Mister Cole. Apparently, Mrs. Cole threatened to pull her son from the basketball team if his grades don’t approve.” Mrs. Graham shrugged.
“Personally, I could care less if he passes or fails. His eligibility to play sports is not my concern.” Mrs. Graham sighed. All the color drained from my face. “Oh no. Fuck no. Walters can kiss my pasty white ass.” I shook my head over and over.
“How do you think I feel? I don’t want to spend more time with you than our overlapping classes require.” Collin grumbled. “Miss Summers, you will watch your language. A young lady shouldn’t spew such profanities.” Mrs. Graham raised her grizzled old voice.
“I’m sorry that my use of profanities offends your delicate sensibilities. But this is crap, and you know it. I refuse to tutor this subhuman species that lacks enough neurons to even form a synapse. And I’ll be sure Walters knows that too.” I scoffed, storming out. “Suit yourself, Miss Summers.” I faintly heard Mrs. Graham as I left.
“Wait… wait…” Collin called out, chasing after me. “Red! Wait! Please!” he rushed to get in front of me using his size to box me in. I glared up at him as he pinned my back to a wall. “Get out of my personal space before you lose an appendage.” I snarled.
I have had enough of his shit. He quickly backed off, covering his crotch with both hands. I scoffed. Like, he really needs both hands to cover what I can only assume needs a microscope to find. “Stay. The. FUCK. Away from me.” I threatened him as I ducked into my Physics class, where he couldn’t follow me.
Just two more periods. I have to get through Physics and Psychology. Maybe my psychology class will offer some insight into what kind of mental issues Collin and Principal Walters have to think it’s okay to decide shit for me. Walters was so going to get an earful from me about this. How dare he!
I was fuming through my last two classes. I dodged Collin yet again and went straight to the office. “Where is he?” I demanded of Mrs. Clark. The receptionist blinked at me as she slipped on her jacket.
“Where is who, Miss Summers?” she sighed. “Walters. Where is that pompous piece of shit that thinks he gets to volunteer me to tutor shitheads like Collin Cole?” I slammed my fist on the counter.
Mrs. Clark rolled her eyes. “Will you not take your anger out on my desk? Principal Walters has already left for the day. You can speak to him in the morning.” She suggested picking up her purse.
“Mother fucker…” I grumbled, stopping myself from hitting her desk again. “You can bet your ass I’ll be here tomorrow before homeroom. That fuck is going to pay.” I snorted and stormed out of the office.
I can’t believe that fucker. I was still livid as I started for my bus. I wasn’t paying attention as I ran into the back of the bane of my existence, Collin Cole.
“We meet again, Red.” He grinned down at me. “Fuck yourself.” I grumbled and shoved past him only to find a crowd had gathered.
I furrowed my brow as I looked to see what the fuss was about. Jane and her crew of dumb bitches were messing with the new girl. I remember seeing her on the bus this morning and in my art class.
It’s… Riko something. Looks like the rumors are true that she got herself on the wrong side of Jane when Frost dumped her ass. I went to shove through and offer some help.
I am used to shutting Jane and her gang up. But before I could, the Frost triplets, all three of those fuckers, stepped in as Jane tried to get out of trouble and get Riko into trouble instead.
I winched because this was not going to go well. The brothers getting involved isn’t going to make anything better. It’s just going to make it worse. Jane will see it as another reason to bully Riko. But I can’t exactly speak up now. Not as Riko made her choice, letting the brothers lead her away to their car.
Jane and Grace were bitching and talking shit about that poor new girl the whole bus ride home. God, I hate these girls. As I stormed off the bus, I made sure my bag slammed into Jane’s head. “Ooops. Sorry. Not like it hurts, your head is empty after all.” I smirked.
James rolled his eyes and grabbed my arm. “Do you have to start trouble?” He questioned as he tugged me off the bus. “You bet. Sorry, did you miss the memo that I got mom’s attitude?” I cocked my head at him as we headed for the house.
“I just wish I had a normal sister.” James grumbled as he dumped his bag. “And I wish I had a brother that is a liberal who understands we live in the twenty-first century where women aren’t objects and that men who treat them as such are scum, not friends.” I countered, tossing my things down.
I was pissed. No, that’s putting it mildly. I know that Cassidy can be a bitch, but seriously her attitude is getting on my last nerve. She doesn’t have to like me or give a fuck about the basketball team. I get that. But does she really have to be this selfish?I didn’t ask my mom to get me a tutor. She went behind my back on that. Too bad she won’t even stand still long enough to listen to me. Plus my grades aren’t that bad. I just need Cassidy to take a chill pill and not turn this molehill into a mountain.I decided to try and catch her after school as I headed to lunch. Honestly, I think it’s stupid that they have a lunch period as the last day of school.If I didn’t have to rely on catching a ride with Justin to get home or take the bus, I would skip. Stupid Justin having Physics last period, so I have to wait for him.I’d already sat down with the guys, joking around and just being ourselves when shit
I hate my brother. Okay, I don’t hate him. But ugh, he’s such a little shithead. I don’t get what’s wrong with him. Just like the people he surrounds himself with. Is being a sexist pig his way of rebelling? If it is, that’s a fucked up way to rebel. He’d already stormed upstairs and locked himself up in his room. I sighed and begrudgingly went to my room too. I may not like being at Ravenwood with all these snobby rich kids. But I won’t let that make me slack on my grades. I have a reputation as a straight-A student to uphold. I kept putting off doing my Trig assignment. Even looking at my textbook pissed me off. I want to shove that book up Collin’s ass and then down Principal Walter’s throat. Yes, I’m saying ass to mouth but fuck Walters. I may not like Collin, but he’s not the one that fucking volunteered me to tutor him. He didn’t even ask for a tutor. It was still sitting untouched when I had to come down for dinner. James was still su
Mom wasn’t budging on this tutoring thing. And dad was zero help. Not that he ever is. He’s always too wrapped up in whatever the hell he does. Okay, so I know what my dad does; he works with stocks. Hands down the most boring fucking thing on earth, okay, so it’s second to math classes or listening to a Mr. Weaver lecture.Still a tedious ass job. I could give two shits about stocks and bonds. I guess it’s fair that I have about as much interest in my dad’s career as he does in my life. And his lack of giving a shit is why I didn’t count on him coming to my defense. During dinner last night, the most he said was, ‘listen to your mother.’So either I get out of this myself or just let Cassidy’s big mouth do it for me. I’ve obviously opted to let Cassidy handle it. She’ll make a big stink and find every reason under the sun that making her tutor me is in some violation of human rights. And the
James didn’t speak to me all last night or this morning. Well, unless you count the rude comments, he made on the bus when I shut his mouth up for hassling the new girl. Riko is really a nice person after getting to talk to her. It’s not her fault the dumb Frost brothers have set their sights on her without thinking or caring about what it would do to her reputation.Inconsiderate assholes. This girl needs some friends. And well, I’m going to take that first spot. I’ve navigated this place for two years. I’m not everyone’s favorite person, but enough people know to back off when I say. I will do whatever I can to help fix what those Ken Dolls broke.This starts when I see Jane and her cronies snickering in the hall. They look way too happy. So I decided to butt my nose in. “Is there a sale at whatever overpriced child slave labor store you shop at?” I asked, folding my arms as I blocked their way down the hall.
A couple of minutes later, I was finished. “There. All set.” I smiled. Riko blinked, taking in her reflection in the mirror. The makeup had done its job. Her eyes didn’t look as puffy, and the slight bruise on her cheek was invisible. I don’t ask where she got the bruise; I can already guess.“Thanks, Cassidy.” Riko sighed, shouldering her bag. There was just one last thing she needed. “Here, use these.” I said, offering her some eye drops. “Why do you carry this?” she asked, putting some drops in her eyes.“I wear contacts, and they sometimes irritate; this helps with the redness. I figure we should make it look less like you were crying in the girls’ room.” I smiled.“Thank you.” Riko smiled, giving me my things back. “Anytime.” I nodded as we left the bathroom. Riko headed in the opposite direction as me. I just hope today can start going better for her.
If looks could kill, Mrs. Graham would be dead in her chair. Cassidy is PISSED. But we’re both stuck. She can’t blame me.I can’t control my mom any more than she can hers. All we can do now is try to make the best of this dire situation. Hopefully, save face for both of us along the way.I don’t want anyone knowing I’m getting tutored, let alone by her. I’m sure she doesn’t want anyone knowing she’s tutoring me either. People in this school would twist it to sound like she’s doing it to get in my pants.Though… I cock my head as my eyes travel the length of those long legs.If she wanted to have some hot hate sex, I’d be down. Yes, I’m a pig. I’m an eighteen-year-old guy. I’m not sure what you want from me. Celibacy? Being a monk isn’t my thing.Plus, just because I think it doesn’t mean I act on the thoughts. I’m not one of those assclowns.
I know my faults. I’m more aware of them than anyone who enjoys pointing them out. And I know I have a short fuse. It’s just my nature, and I can’t help it or really change it. I try to control it. And given I don’t get into a fight every day, I think I’m doing a damn good job of it. Something about Brant Jones, though, his very existence, the fact I have to see his smug face every fucking day at school, sets me on edge. I wanted to transfer schools after what he did to me. But mom was right. If I did that, it would be giving him a victory. And I will not let that piece of shit win, EVER. So to hear that he propositioned Riko, that he treated her like that. I’ve been seeing red since. She’s new here, and I don’t want her or anyone to ever go through what I did. I’ll kill that fucker before I let him do what he did to me to anyone else.
I managed to make it through the last two classes of the day without incident. And by that, I mean Collin hasn’t tried to corner me again. Maybe he got the memo that I will kick his ass.I gathered my stuff and managed to locate Riko. It wasn’t hard just look for the Frost brothers and assume she’s in the middle. I rolled my eyes, and I approached and overheard them talking.The brothers were calling themselves Riko’s boyfriends. I mean more power to her if she can handle them and the level of hate their adoring fans will throw at her. I’ll help deflect what I can.I snickered, not the least bit surprised that Riko isn’t supposed to date. From what she’s told me in our few talks, her dad is pretty strict. Just another reason to be glad I don’t have one.