Ahh! Bullies Right

Chapter two

Zaria’s POV

I walked into the lecture room with the lecturer.

“Settle down, class,” she said.

Her voice was firm, and immediately, everyone rushed back to their seats. Chairs scraped against the floor, and the noise slowly died down. I stood beside her, trying to stay calm, even though I could feel so many eyes on me.

I looked around the room.

That was when my eyes met Jean’s.

She was sitting near the window, her face lighting up when she saw me. I smiled at her, and she smiled back. That small moment made me feel a little better.

“At least I’m not completely alone,” I thought.

“This is the new student,” the Lecturer said, pointing at me. “She will be resuming today.”

She turned to face me.

“Introduce yourself to the class.”

I nodded and stepped forward a little.

“My name is Zaria,” I said. My voice was soft, but it didn’t shake. “I just transferred here.”

For a moment, the class was quiet.

Then a few students introduced themselves too, one after the other. Some smiled, some didn’t care.

That was when I noticed her.

Selena 

She sat at the back with her group of friends. The moment our eyes met, her lips curved into a small, mocking smile.

She didn’t even try to hide her hatred, I quickly looked away and scanned the class again.

“Go and have your seat,” she said and walked out of the class, the moment she left, the class became noisy again.

I walked toward Jean, suddenly, my foot hit something, and before I could react, my body jerked forward and I crashed hard to the floor. “Ah!” Pain shot through my face as it hit the cold tiles. 

For a moment, everything went quiet, and then the laughter came—loud, sharp, and mocking, filling the entire classroom.

My face burned with embarrassment as I pushed myself up quickly. My hands stung, my heart pounded, and my fists tightened at my sides.

Slowly, I turned and saw Selena laughing the hardest, her head thrown back like this was the best thing she had ever seen. Her friends joined in, pointing and whispering, enjoying every second of it.

Anger rushed through me like fire. I stepped toward her, ready to shut her up, but the door slammed open. “Silence!” The Lecturer voice cut through the room instantly, and the laughter died down. I stopped, breathing hard.

“You just have to be careful,” Jean whispered softly beside me. I glanced at her, then back at Selena. “Trust me,” I whispered, my voice low and cold, “I will deal with them.”

The lesson began, but my focus had changed. The lecturer asked a question. I looked at Jean and could tell she knew the answer, but she stayed quiet. Then I looked at Selena. She was already preparing to stand. I raised my hand quickly.

“Yes, you,” the Lecturer said. I stood and answered clearly. “Good. That’s brilliant.” A small smile formed on my lips. Selena’s expression changed instantly.

The next class came, then another. Each time a question was asked, my hand went up first. I answered again and again, not giving Selena a single chance. By the third class, she was no longer smiling. Her face was tight with anger, her eyes fixed on me. And honestly, I enjoyed it. For once, I was the one in control.

Later, I went to the restroom and splashed cold water on my face. I stared at my reflection, trying to steady my breathing. “You’re fine,” I whispered.

When I returned, I stayed quiet until the final bell rang. The sound echoed through the room, and instantly everyone stood up, talking and laughing as they packed their bags. I stood up too, but something felt wrong. The noise shifted. I looked around and noticed everyone was staring at me. 

Then the laughter started again. “She’s a fool,” someone said behind me. “How come she doesn’t know she’s on her period?”

My heart dropped. Slowly, I looked down and saw the red stain on my clothes. My stomach twisted. I didn’t even know. But already am done with the month flow. 

My eyes lifted slowly and landed on Selena. This had her name written all over it. Anger burned through me as I started walking toward her. Then suddenly, I slipped again and fell flat on my face, harder than before. The classroom exploded with laughter.

Something inside me snapped. “How dare you!” I shouted, my voice shaking with rage. And then, out of nowhere, a white substance splashed onto my face. The laughter grew louder. For a second, I froze. Slowly, I touched my cheek, feeling something cold and sticky. I looked at my hand. White.

My mind struggled to process it, until I heard Selena laughing louder than anyone else. That was it. I lost control.

I stood up instantly and rushed toward her. Before she could move, I grabbed her and bit her hard. “Ahh! Let me go!” she screamed, struggling, but I didn’t stop. 

I couldn’t stop. All the anger, all the humiliation, all the pain exploded out of me. I wiped the white mess from my face and smeared it across hers. “Take it!” I shouted.

Her friends rushed in to stop me, but that was their mistake. I grabbed one and pulled her down, hit another, and shoved a third. “You don’t want to know!” I yelled, my voice wild and out of control. Chairs fell, students screamed, and the classroom turned into chaos.

I didn’t stop until they were all on the floor. Silence slowly returned as I stood there, breathing hard, my hands shaking. I looked at them one last time, then turned and walked out. I didn’t care anymore. I just needed to leave.

I walked down the hallway, my heart still racing and my body trembling. Something inside me felt different—stronger, wilder, dangerous, like something had awakened inside me and wasn’t going back to sleep.

I took a deep breath and kept walking.

Then suddenly, I stepped on something again. And bumped into someone