Hi it's Rita lol you might remember me my old username was "Riitaa" oh well I'm bored so I made this fanfic, it's short so don't ask for more chapters!! Leave comments idm -------------------------------------------------------- How long can I keep it up, the sixteen year old wondered as she strolled down the dimly lit corridor in the high school's section, toward her first class of the day, math. Not long, she figured. The mask was already braking, cracking, with every cruel joke, every little comment, everything... it was all just like a little slap in the face. It was the way they treated her... she wasn't invisible, she wasn't emotionless, it wasn't just them who could ever feel sadness or pain. But they obviously saw it that way. The teen stopped in front of a large wooden door and looked through the window to see a man with a toad on his shoulder and a metal stick in his hand giving a lecture. She plastered on a wide, fake grin and slowly slid the door open. What's the point of getting here on time, rushing through the crowded corridors, when you can be five or ten minutes late and just get detention that this unusually cruel teacher would find a way to give you anyhow. Smiling sheepishly and trying to look nervous and ashamed, the girl entered the room to see the teacher turn and begin to impatiently repetitively tap his hand with the metal conducting rod, glaring at his student with utmost displeasure and disgust. "Sorry sir, but I woke up late, and I didn't have time to get ready, so I am really, really sorr-" The teens long wound excuse/apology was interrupted at the same place it was every day by that annoyingly snappish tone that her teacher obviously enjoyed using. "Miss Jacobs, enough of your excuses! This is the fifth time this week that you have been tardy to me class!" The man angrily boomed, towering over the teen and looking at her as if she was something to eat. "Detention!" Oh, and that's new, Sally Jacob's though bitterly, inwardly crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow, looking at the teacher defiantly, but outwardly looking glum before replacing the look quickly with a large smile and turning to the faces of her fellow uninterested classmates who stared at her in boredom. Perkily, still smiling, Sally headed to her desk, stopping along the way to hug the stoic Jenny Mathews, bitchy Ice Queen. Of course, the hug was a failure, ending in a large red mark looking painful on Sally's left cheek. Bitchy cold thing, aren't you, Sally thought, smiling it off as she continued toward her desk, only to stop long enough, catching the words murmured by Melissa, a blonde haired girl with a perm, a first class bitch. "Like she'd ever hug the likes of you, you smiling little slutty girl. Your, like, nothing." The boy-obsessed meant for her to hear it, as she smiled up at her sickeningly sweet with a slight glare in her look. Who stuck a stick up your ass, you constipate idiot with a hot guy complex. Continuing to smile, Sally made her way to sit next to Harry, the egotistic guy with a 'I'm-so-much-better-than-you-and-you-know-it' attitude. "How are you, Harry?!" Sally feigned excitement as she asked her question, looking curious and far too happy. Her reply was a simply 'Hn' and a short glance- that was intentded to be a short glare. Unsocialable little bastard, aren't you? Sally turned to the front, smile still plastered onto her face, as she watched the annoying math teacher lecture and teach things that a elementary schooler would know by heart. "What is the value of x if 123 plus x equals 153? Miss..." The teacher asked, eyes scanning the room and landing on his favorite target. "Jacob's, stand and answer the question correctly." The answer was easily thirty, but she had a mask to protect. She forced herself to thing of a far off answer. "353 and a half!" She answered, trying to sound proud. The math teacher glowered at her. "Yes, that's how many times you'll fail the course if you don't learn this middle-school leveled math!" He barked at her. More like the number of times you get given a phone number on a date and call it only to learn the woman has changed her number because you have it. And the number of times that all your students but me will fail. 353. And a half. Sally thought "Sally, if you can't get these simple problems through your little brain, then you'll be out of this school and shipped back home to live with your dead grandfather." Snap. And so the mask fell and shattered Thats it for today, lol I don't know if I should do it romance or horror, but I'll find out just like y'all lol I don't know if it's Sally's pov yet lol COMMENT COMMENT COMMENT !!!
"Shut up." The voice was uninterested... cold... emotionless. The face was impassive- smooth, void of any and all emotions. "Excuse me?" The toad-lover (teacher) asked, confusion guinely clear in her voice. Had he just heard right? Was he seeing right? This was just a hullucination... right? "I said, shut up, Croaker." The voice repeated in the same tone. But the tone wasn't the only strange thing. No, it was more of the person using the tone. Sally Jacobs. All around perky and cheerful girl. "What did you just say to me, Sally?" the teacher demanded, tapping his metal stick in his hand roughly. The girls empty brown pools narrowed slightly. "Sorry, I wasn't aware of your hearing disorder." She said, tone colder, if possible, than before. "I'll repeat it louder then- Shut the hell up, You frog molesting maniac." The teachers face turned from a creamy white, to pink, red, purple, then blue. Steam was practically shooting out of his freakishly large ears. Pointing the stick towards the girl, the teacher threw the metal stick directly at the defenseless Sally. She caught it with only moving her right hand. The teachers mouth fell open. "Want it back?" Sally flung it back out at him, hitting preciecley on it's target, his shoulder. He screamed as he laid still on the ground, blood leaking from his sholder, he slowly stopped screaming and drifted into unconsiousness. (idk why i made him bleed so don't ask lol) Sorry if it's a short update, that's all I could do since I'm studying for HSC, oh well I might update later tonight thanks fo readin
Everyone stared at him through shocked eyes. Sally simply approached him, looking bored. Once she stood above the dying teacher, she turned towards the class. "You going to get him to the hospital so he can live, or just sit there gaping like the idiots you are?" She asked the question casually, as if asking someone about the weather tomorrow. The students just continued to stare at her in shock. "Fine. I don't care if he dies." She shrugged carlessly, then made her way over to the window in a casual stroll. Anna, a red haired teen, was the first to snap out of the trance, followed by Jenny and Harry. "Sally! What are you doing, what's happening-" Anna began wildly, eyes wide, arms flailing, "whatever" She ignored the questions that were about to be nailing her to the spot, and simply jumped out of the window with a simple bob of her head. "Sally..." The amethyst eyes, Jenny spoke the name so softly that only she could hear, confused. Without a word the crimson eyed teen, Harry strolled to the window, acting casual, as Sally had. But his face gave him away, confusion written all over it. Leaping out the window, he walked slowly, before braking into a speedy run after the cold and apathetic Sally. If that was even the name of this new creature. Another short update hope y'all liked it