I didn’t think it was fair I was being attacked for something I didn’t even do, for something that happened in the past that wasn’t even my fault. I would need to find all my stuff over the next couple of days.
I had to figure this out. The tormenting would only continue. I tried to call my mom multiple times, but no dice. I hesitated for a moment, thinking about calling my dad to tell him everything, but I stopped.
“No…I had to do this on my own,” I said.
I guess that was the stubbornness of me, but I definitely felt as if there was a lot on my mind that continued to eat away at me like a festering wound. Tabitha wouldn’t stop. She was the queen of the Elites, and Luca was on her side with all of this. Phoenix seemed to enjoy the fun, even though he didn’t like the idea of people actually getting hurt. As for Thorn…he was the quietest of all of them. There was something almost unsettling about him when I thought about the mysterious guy. I know he was the son of a famous daytime talk show host, but it seems like he had his own plans.
All of these guys, and the girls that followed their trails, were my enemy. I needed to figure out how to deal with this, how to fight it, but I didn’t know how to. There was a lot I didn’t understand, a lot that I struggled to figure out myself. But I guess that’s the way this tended to go. I guess the answer would show up eventually, and that I’d have all of that at some point.
For now, I needed a plan. I wanted to find someone, anyone who would help me in this endeavor, but for now, the best thing would be to sleep on this. I could tell JJ was fearful, and the truth was, I was too.
I didn’t know if they were friend, or foe. For now, they were enemies, but I thought about what Luca said. Sure, he wouldn’t kill me, but he could stop short of it. I could end up violently vomiting for days on end because of this guy. None of them were friends, and this was better fought as a lone battle.
I wouldn’t stop until this war was over, when I’d win against the Elites and bring them down. I swear, I’d take them, even if it killed me in the process.
Chapter 6
After the whole rat poison debacle, I felt like there was so much going on that I didn’t know where to begin. I still got harassed by Tabitha and her little minions, from getting my lunch tray decked to one of them sticking a rotten banana peel in my locker. This was getting tiring, and honestly, I wanted out.
But I didn’t want to deal with the fallout that would result from this. I felt like, if I overstepped my bounds too far it would bite me in the ass. I needed a plan, and at least supporters who knew of the bullshit I was going through, and of course were willing to help.
One day, as I was getting my books out of the locker, I turned to my left and saw an attractive man with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and a smile on his face. He was tall, that’s for sure, about a foot taller than I was. He seemed familiar, and I felt like I knew him from somewhere, but I wasn’t sure.
“Hey there Jules,” the guy said.
“Hi. Who are you?” she asked. Why was this guy even here? I mean, he was cute, I’ll give him that, but most people knew better than to even say hello to me.
“My name’s Dane. I saw you a few times. Just wanted to say hi,” he said.
“Well hello to you as well,” I replied with a small smile on my face.
There was a growing tension between us. I didn’t know whether he was friend or foe, especially given recent events.
During lunch, it was the same old same old. I looked at the table I normally sat at, seeing it was occupied by a couple of sneering girls. I sat there, quietly eating my lunch, when I heard one of them speak.
“Hey Jules. We heard you got another present in your locker. Did you like it?” one of them sneered.
I ignored them, and the girl looked at me like I had three heads.
“Hey cunt, we’re trying to talk to you. Why you ignoring us?” she said.
“Because I don’t feel like talking right now,” I said.
“Well we’ll make you talk,” one of them said.
She grabbed her milk, about ready to spill it on my head, when I heard a voice.
“You want to knock it off? She doesn’t need to listen to you guys,” a familiar voice said.
I looked up, and it was that Dane guy. The one from this morning. He had a frown on his face, and the girl looked at him with an affronted gasp. Why was this guy standing up for me.
“What do you know Dane. Mind your damn business,” she snapped.
“She’s not doing anything wrong. Buzz the hell off,” he stated.
The girls glared at him, and then back at me. I shrugged.
“It wasn’t me who said it. It was him,” I said.
The glared at me once more, and then looked at Dane once more.
“Dane Graham watch your place,” Tabitha said, looking at him as she walked on by.
“Hey Tabitha, this doesn't involve you. Get your little cronies away from her. Not everyone wants to deal with your bullshit. Leave her alone, she’s just eating lunch,” he snapped.
Tabitha glared at me, and I could tell that she was pissed I even had someone sticking up for me. It wasn’t like I asked
