Denver’s high school has to be the worst school I’ve ever known of. The strong bullies the weak, and the crazy thing is the teachers never say shit about it, and it was really driving me nuts. What the hell are they scared of? That they will be sacked if they talk? Why the hell were they employed in the first place if not to teach and discipline the kids?
“Life is always unfair to the poor, Charity. Don’t think about it,” My subconscious mind reminded me, and I sighed briefly as I shook my head. Again, I was ready to go to school, not as the girl they bullied yesterday, but as the real Charity that I am.
Just like yesterday, I boarded a cab to the school since I didn't have a car like most of the students in the school. Since it’s a wealthy school, I wasn’t surprised to have found most of the students using cars.
“Thank you,” I said to the cabby once he dropped me in front of the school gate before I walked inside. The school compound, unlike yesterday, that students were roaming about, I couldn't spot any of the students outside as I walked inside.
“Where is everyone?” I mumbled as I proceeded toward the hallway, asking myself if the class already started, but on second thought, I knew it was still early, and the class mustn't have started by now.
I hastened my steps toward the hallway, but I stopped on my track once I got to the hallway, and an unbelievable sight welcomed me. The students were all gathered around someone while screaming and taking videos of whatever was happening there. Goodness! Is this supposed to be a school or a marketplace?
“I gave you three days to quit coming to school, but you chose to disobey me. I guess you were ready for this, yeah?” I finally was able to scheme my way to the front, and now that I could get a glimpse of the ugly situation, my mouth dropped open in shock at the sight that welcomed me. A young tall and thick dark-haired dude was hovering over an innocent half-naked girl that was sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes.
“Holy shit!” I whispered as my eyes narrowed in shock.
“I told you this place is not for you. You don’t belong here, why the hell were you hesitating to leave?” The crazy guy uttered for the second time with rage in his voice, while the girl just cried her eyes out.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t have anywhere to go. My sick mom can't afford to send me to school until I got the scholarship. Please don’t do this to me…” The girl pleaded as she went on her knees, but this time, I couldn't help but butt my ass in. I knew it had nothing to do with me, but soon, it’ll be my turn since I got into the school the same way she did. Anyway, nobody could ever try that shit with me.
“What do you think you are doing?” I yelled at the top of my voice as I stepped out boldly, and the guy finally turned to face me once he was on his feet. Now that I got to see his face, I quickly recognized him to be one of the notorious groups in the school that called themselves The K5, The five kings of Denver's High school. They were five in number, and the most toxic bullies in the school. Don’t ask me how I knew them. Of course, I have made my research before I came here, and I quite know some of the famous students here. They were; Chase Denver, Jaxson Wyatt, Carl Hudson, Knoxville Brooklyn, and Tristan Stone.
“And who might you be, bitch?” Jaxson, the second leader and the one that was bullying the girl asked as he stared at me from my head to my toes with a look on his face I should call disgust, but trust me, it can't possibly be me he is giving that expression to.
“Does it matter who I am? You shouldn’t be doing this, it’s wrong,” I finally walked over to shield the girl, blocking them from taking videos of her anymore.
“You won't want to call me that again, I promise,” I said to him, and he scoffed.
“Who is that smelling thing that is causing trouble there?” I raised my gaze to find the leader of the group, Chase, walking toward us with his hands tucked inside his pockets. His green eyes were boring into mine as he stood in front of me. Now that I took a closer look at him, he was having blonde hair, thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, and a chiseled face. Chase was said to be the most toxic among the other group members, and he was feared the most. I heard a student would be expelled with just the snap of his fingers, and did I forget to add that he's been in school for twelve years according to the rumors I heard? What were you expecting from the son of the owner of the school?
Now that I noticed, I realized that he was not alone, but with the other members as well.
“She is the new scholarship student…”
“Scholarship student? Wow! We have another trash in the school?” I watched as he threw his head back, biting his bottom lip.
“Were you told this place is not for you? We don’t harbor trash here, why don’t you leave the school before I force you to?” The Chase guy uttered as he leaned forward and smirked at me.
I glared hard at him, my blood was boiling in anger, and I could feel my heart beating fast, I felt like pouncing on him and beating the hell out of him, but for some reason I couldn't explain, I decided to keep mute and just watch him say those trashes to me. Something is just not right, or maybe I was scared of being expelled. Of course, getting expelled wasn’t the problem, but being admitted into another school was.
“I am talking to you, how dare you stare at me like that?” He yelled at me angrily, grabbing the collar of my suit and pushing me roughly against the wall, while I just stared at him wordlessly.
“Say something, bitch! I hate it when someone keep mute on me. I’m talking to you. Say something!” He yelled for the second time, his eyes preying on me, but I just watched him display his madness.
“You should get used to it, else you might end up losing your mind. I don’t waste my time arguing with mentally deranged people. If you want, I can book a session for you with my therapist…” I paused to observe his expression, and as expected, his eyes widened. Just the expression I wanted to see so badly.
“If you are thinking about the money, I will take care of it. It’s going to be free. Don’t try to get on my nerves… you won't like to see the other side of me,” I heard everyone gasp sharply.
“You…” he wanted to yell at me, but I turned from him and helped the girl up to her feet, leading her away afterward. I didn’t know my way around here, and I probably didn't know where the hell we were going, but I knew she really needed to leave here to a place she would be safe.
“What the hell just happened?”
“Did she just talk to Chase like that?”
“Wow! She just dug her early grave,” I heard whispers as I walked the girl away, but I didn’t even stop to look at them…
Chapter 4 Charity POV “Thank you,” the young girl who was about the same age as me whispered after she changed her dress. I was glad I brought a spare dress to the school for no purpose actually. Glad it really helped. “It’s fine. Are you hurt anywhere? Do you want me to take you to the infirmary?” I asked her as I checked her body for any damage, but she shook her head. “I’m fine…” she replied to me, and I nodded my head. “You should be careful here in the school. I think they are all bullies, so you have to stay out of trouble,” I offered her a piece of advice before I turned to leave, but she stopped me. “You should be careful… they are dangerous, and can hurt you. You shouldn’t have gotten yourself involved. Now, they won't stop haunting you,” she uttered as she held her gaze low, probably feeling guilty. “It’s not your fault, so don’t feel bad about it. I am also a scholarship student, which means that they were going to bully me even though I didn’t get involved,” I patted
Chapter 5 Charity POV “How dare you, bitch!” I cringed when Chase slapped me, and trust me, that has to be the biggest mistake he ever made in his life. How could he even raise his hand on me? “Fuck! You shouldn’t really have done that, Chase… you shouldn’t have,” I shook my head as I pushed him roughly, and he staggered back, but quickly maintained his balance. “Did you just push me?” he raised his eyebrows in shock. “You better expect the worse, because that is not all I’m going to do to you,” I uttered before I grabbed his shirt by the collar, slamming him hard against the wall, and I heard gasps from the students. I knew I was making a mess, touching him, but this bastard really needed someone to fucking teach him a lesson, and I’m going to fucking do that, regardless of the outcome of my action later. “Get your hands off me!” he yelled at the top of his voice as he pushed me back roughly until I fell on my butt, and realization dawned on me that I was right in front of the r
Chapter 6 Charity POV My day in school was rough yesterday, and I finally got to know how toxic those bastards are. Yes, I so much wanted to show my identity and fight back, I wanted to show who I am, I wanted to make them pay for doing that to me, but I couldn't. I was handicapped in this situation and there was nothing I could do about it. Standing in front of the mirror yet again and all ready for school, I was scared. Scared of what those toxic bullies had in store for me when I get to the school later, but still, I had to go, right? I took a deep breath and picked up my backpack from the bed where I kept it earlier, leaving for school afterward. Standing at the side of the road minutes later and waiting for a cab, I couldn't get one, so I decided to trek to the bus stop and take the bus from there. "Hey, Cha Cha," I heard Enny's familiar voice, so I stopped and turned to find her scurrying over to me. I pulled a puzzled look. "What are you doing here?" I asked her, creasing
Chapter 7Charity POVI tossed on the bed for the umpteenth time and squeezed my face when I heard my stomach grumble hungrily. Now I regret leaving the school earlier. At least I would've gotten the chance to have a free meal there if I hadn't left earlier. What was I going to eat now that I came home? With the little strength left in me, I dragged myself from the bed and headed to the kitchen hoping to find something I could eat to give me strength, but I was met with an empty kitchen and I felt like crying my eyes out."Not now, please. I don't have a dime on me," I whined, facepalming myself frustratingly. I have spent my savings on my rent and I was left to starve now."I am an ulcer patient, please," I whined, almost in tears."When were you diagnosed with an ulcer?" My subconscious mind asked me, and I sighed before I walked back into my room and crashed against the bed.My phone beeped, and when I checked it, I sighed and shook my head. The video of me teaching that bitch a l
Chapter 8Chase POVI scoffed after I watched the video from yesterday for the second time again this morning. The new commoner is pretty interesting. I thought I should throw her out of the school before, but fuck it. I won't ever do that. I had something in store for her this time.My phone beeped, and a text from Mom popped on the screen.'Are you dropping by to have breakfast before you leave for school? I already made something for all of you' I scoffed when I read the text. Going to the mansion to see her was the last thing on my mind, knowing that will frustrate the living soul out of me. I didn't have the energy for her nagging.'No, Mom. Knox already made breakfast, so we will eat here before leaving for school' I replied to her text, and as if she was waiting to get my reply, her message popped up on the screen again.'You are going to kill Knox. Do you all ever do stuff for yourselves? Anyway, don't you dare skip class today if you don't want me to go crazy' I rolled my eye
Chapter 9Charity POV"You have to expel that girl from the school. Do you know the damage she caused to my child?" I heard a feminine voice from the principal's office, and I needed not to be told that she would definitely be Xee's Mom. If only my Mom was alive, she would've been here for me."I'm sorry, ma'am...""Do you know how much I paid to get my girl here? Do you know how much I'm paying every damn semester? I've been supporting this school, and if one girl that got here through scholarship would be a problem to my daughter and the school can't do anything, then I would have to transfer my daughter from here," I heard the woman arguing with the principal, and I couldn't fight back the tears that threatened to leave my eyes as I allowed them to fall freely down my cheeks. "She will be expelled, Mrs. Stewart," my heart dropped when I heard the principal's voice, and I knew that it was really over for me this time. After I was expelled from here, I wouldn't ever be admitted into
Chapter 10Mason AndrewsStanding in front of the mirror in the restroom, I felt nervous as I stared at my reflection. Dipping my hand into my inner pocket, I brought out the jewelry box I hid neatly there, and opening it, it revealed the diamond ring laying neatly inside. I was finally going to propose to my girlfriend after a few years of being together now."Be confident, Mason. Be confident," I whispered to myself, trying to stop myself from being nervous, but I couldn't. Once I was calm, I headed back into the restaurant where we were both having a date."I'm sorry that took much time. I felt really pressed," I apologized to her when I got to our seats, and she nodded her head. Melissa Joel was the prettiest woman I've ever seen all my life. She was the woman that stole my heart at first sight three years ago, and all I ever wanted was to spend the rest of my life with her. She was the definition of perfection. Sexy curvy body, long raven hair, smooth skin, 5'5 ft tall, had a pair
Chapter 11Charity POVSince going home wasn't an option for me at the moment, I headed to the park where I will be able to clear my head and maybe go home later. As I walked to the Park, people kept throwing glances at me and some of them were making comments because of how horrible I looked. I should wash myself and change my clothes, but I couldn't even think of that.'How does it feel? I told you to leave yourself' Those words replay in my head over and over again, how they were throwing insults at me, how they bullied me. Just the thought of it made me want to stop existing. For the first time in my whole years of existence, I was bullied and I couldn't even fight back, for the first time, they made me feel like a weakling, I couldn't fight for myself, and it felt so horrible."Is it my fault that I'm poor? Is it my fault that I was born like this? You wealthy people are horrible and disgusting," I yelled at the top of my voice as I stopped at the side of the road to catch my bre