Ain't Your Regular Girlfriend 39 39 The Figh

Clara trembled as I wrap my hand around her and pulled her to me, comforting her as she so d.a.m.n needed to be comforted until our little moment was distracted by Betty and Christy as they walked over pus.h.i.+ng their books onto Clara's laps and she jumped picking up the fallen books.

"a.s.sholes!" I yell as I collected the books from Clara and threw it at them, hitting them at the back of their head. they stopped and walked back angrily.

Betty kept her hand on her tiny hips and Christy walked around me huffing.

"b.i.t.c.h!". Betty yells and grabs my hair but I pulled out of the grip and grabbed hers, all thanks to Magritte for styling my hair in braids last night.

Students who were around run over to us as I continued to drag her and she screamed raising her hands in the air. Christy intervened dragging her out of my grip.

I am not a trouble maker nor a fighter but when you find my trouble I will see you my market at a bad price.  Betty still struggling while I Still didn't want to let go of her, as what they were doing to Clara and other students heavied my chest. "You don't get to toy with anyone around me and get free". I say and Clara came between us as Christy raised her hand to hit me but the blow landed on Clara's face and she fell.

"Roofies would have finished you if not for that lover of yours!". Betty yelled straightening her hair. I'm taken aback by her word but shake it off as whatever she says is obviously a lie.

"Grace, I'm giving you this grace cause of Mrs. Stewart ". Christy says in a raspy voice. As I helped Clara back on her feet.

"You just a Crybaby" I fired and walked Clara out of there.

"No one should speak of this or else!". I heard Christy threaten the students as they all run back to the school exiting the area. Then the school bell rings.