Chapter 14 - The Fight
The next day at school, Skittle was still alone. Nobody would talk to her or want anything to do with her. So she decided to admit to herself that she was indeed a loner. She decided to try and ignore Casper's taunting as best as she could, and just get on with life without friends.That day at playtime, Skittle sat in silence on one of the swings again. Casper came over to her and started annoying her.
"Hey, Skittle! You're so stupid and weak!" he said.
Skittle ignored him.
"Skittle, are you even alive? You must not have a brain if you're not answering me." Casper said, sniggering.
Then Skittle couldn't take it anymore. Something deep inside her was unleashed as she stood up on the swing and threw herself on top of Casper. She raised her fist high in the air and punched him in the face.
"Ow! Skittle, what are you doing?" he wailed.
Skittle didn't answer. A small amount of satisfaction crept over her. She then grabbed his arm and nipped him as hard as she could. Casper couldn't do anything as she attacked him. His normally confident and smiling face went pale with fear when Skittle suddenly bit his other arm.
"Skittle, why are you hurting me?" Casper said, beginning to cry.
"Oh, I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine." Skittle said, finding a new confidence within herself.
Then the bell went, and Skittle ran to get in her class's line. She smiled, pleased with herself. Then Casper appeared behind her. His tears were gone, and he had an evil smirk on his face.
"Not bad, Muscle Woman."
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school with out friend and with bullies, and cauze it's not fiction so in real life
It's also a awesome story and hope you'll make more stories but with a bit more fiction.
5 stars though ^-^
But I don't think you've seen the wall post about what happened on the trip. It was absolutely horrible. The teacher brought 20 other people on the trip who hadn't done anything at all. On the way there in the coach, I was forced to sit in a spare seat in a cramped area next to the door, and everyone else got proper seats, even though I was the See More only reason they were on the trip. I kept having panic attacks on the coach because I got really claustrophobic. And when we got there, the whole thing was just listening to authors talk about their books for three hours. It was so boring, and at the end of it, the teacher didn't even let us meet any authors. When someone asked the teacher if we were going to meet them, the teacher told them not to be stupid, even though it specifically said on the letter we were given that we got to meet all of the authors. And we got back to school just after lunch, when the teacher had said that the trip lasted all day.
I was so angry. . . :/