Deon

During the past few days, the recount happened. Turns out, Sarah was only a few points behind Vivian. A tiny bit of context behind the doubt. Vivian transferred last year in the middle of the first term. Nobody expected her to beat Sarah because although Vivian was smart, Sarah was just way smarter. At most Vivian was at the 6th rank.

I guess she took that time not socializing with others to study. It’s no surprise if that was the case. Sarah on the other hand perplexes me with how well she balances her world.

The classroom chatter was of Vivian trying to take away Sarah’s position as the top student. That revenge plan doesn’t seem so bad now.

Sarah and I spent the afternoon of our Wednesday at the council office. This time was usually dedicated to club activities. I notice Sarah quietly staring out the window. I stand beside her to look. It was her lackeys out at the field, surrounding Vivian.

“Hey… what’s going on?” I ask, concerned for the poor girl.

“I don’t know.” Sarah says, not averting her attention to the crowd.

“What?” I thought she’d know what they were up to.

Vivian

That day, a few weeks ago, I wished I could just disappear from this world. Everyone knew my secrets, and heartlessly they mocked me for my misfortune. There was only one person who went to me and talked to me after. Deon Graystone. He never told me that everything would be alright, he just told me to live my life the way I want to. Although his words were twisted, I found comfort in them. I hold on to these plans I kept close to my chest, and I wait for the right moment to go all out. Beating her is only the start of my plan.

It was a horrible afternoon, the sun was beating down on us. I was pulled away from the debate team practice by the devils called “classmates”.

“Mrs Hickerbottom, is it alright if we borrow Viv for a second?” Michelle asked our adviser sweetly.

“Alright girls, dont take too long okay?”

“Okay!” Maisie answered.

They took me out to the field behind the school, I can imagine it’s because I defeated the demon queen of high school in two of her classes. I know it’s not a real victory because I focused my energy on classes she wasn’t good at. I want to take her down completely.

I look around for signs of the vile Queen. Did she let her slaves do the dirty work for her?

“I don’t know how you got away with cheating, but if you confess, we’ll go easy on you.” Michelle said threatening me. This moron was the most loyal dog.

“I didn’t cheat!!!” I defended myself without stuttering.

“That’s bull!” She grabs me by the hair.

The other girls grab my bag and scatter my things in the field. I shove Michelle and try to get my bag back. They tossed it to Maisie. Crap. I forgot they’re part of the volleyball team.

“Just look at this shrimp chase after her bag! Haha! How pathetic!” Michelle laughed.

Claire took the bag and slammed it against my stomach. I choke on my saliva, then I feel a sharp pain in my back, tears fell from my eyes. My glasses went crooked. I look behind me, they smacked me with my own history book. They laughed at the sight of me in pain. I have to run away!!! I see the other girl step on my paint brushes. I grabbed some dirt from the floor and tossed it at their faces. I ran away as quickly as I can.

These girls, I remember having so many good memories with them. Why are they suddenly against me?! I thought we were friends...

Within minutes, I was out of breath and crying. I couldn’t stop. I sprinted across the field and tripped over some weed. I fell down and scratched myself. My entire body felt weak. My glasses cracked, and my eyesight blurred, I saw a familiar figure stand in front of me.

It was Deon Graystone. Although he wasn’t friendly towards me, I think of him as my saviour… it’s not the first time he came to help me out.

“Girls! What are you doing???”

That wasn’t Deon speaking!

I try to get up, everything felt hazy. I wobbled, falling back after. I look towards Deon. He was standing behind the Devil herself.

Sarah Bravura.

“We were just teaching this girl a lesson. How dare she cheat her scores!!!” Michelle’s voice was as annoying as ever.

“I didn’t take History and Arts seriously, why are you so worked up about minor subjects. Arts isn’t even that important and what’s the point in learning the lives of some dead person.”

Is that why those subjects are her weaknesses? Because they didn’t matter?!?! I felt angry… I felt defeated. No wonder why she wasn’t bothered by her failures. They didn’t matter to her.

Deon looks at me, I can’t tell if he feels pity towards me or if he enjoys my pain. Please don’t look at me like that. You’re the last nice person in our class… even if you barely talked to me...

“Let’s take her to the clinic. Her nose is bleeding.”

I felt my nose, he was right. I was bleeding.

I felt my consciousness slip, the last thing I see was Sarah walking towards me.

Deon

I never expected this from her. Without me telling her to stop this mess, she acted on her own. I can't tell what she’s thinking. Does she do things for her own benefit… or does she do things for others? I stare at her as she picks up Vivian’s unconscious body. I would expect her to tell me to carry her, well… less work for me then. I followed her to the clinic and watched her tend to Vivian’s wounds.

“Why are you helping her Sarah?! She’s your enemy.” Michelle asked defiantly.

I sigh, the more time they stall talking to each other, the more dangerous Vivian’s situation becomes. We’re not even sure if she had a concussion from her fall.

“I don’t like this idiot, but don't you think we were too out of line?” Sarah says looking at Michelle tiredly. “We had our fun with her. Let’s just leave her alone and mess with someone else.”

Michelle crossed her arms “Then why bother trying to befriend her if you were only going to mess with her for thirty minutes?”

I was wondering the same thing. Why indeed Sarah.

“I didn’t expect her reaction to be that boring. All she did was run away and cry. Her method of revenge? Pathetic. What’s the point of going on with it if it’s going to be that lame.”

I cant believe her. So that was her train of thought huh. I don't know what to say about her. I can't stand anymore of this. Same goes with Sarah, she finally started walking away from the group. That’s what they need. To be walked away from.

The girls stayed behind and gave each other confused glances. Michelle seemed to be more upset than confused. I can't help but feel bad for Vivian. She was doing so well these past few weeks. Maybe if she had a new circle of friends, it would be easier for her to cope with this mess.