Chapter 3
“Now, tell me what happened, Ms. Lyons.” The middle school principal said. He was balding, and was chubby. His belly stuck out in front of him at least a foot or two. His eyes were gray and filled with sympathy. Everyone called him Mr. Pedophile, but his real name was Mr. Pefefile. He always hits on the 8th grade girls, and the high school principal sat next to him. He was also fat, but not fat like Mr. Pedophile. His fat hung down to his thighs. His face was greasy and he was always dying his graying hair black. He had a wife, I don’t know how though. His name was Mr. Grinny, but everyone just called him Mr. Grimmy.
“Well, these two got into a fight.” Ms. Lyons said, stating the obvious.
“Obviously, Ms. Lyons, can you explain what you saw?” Mr. Grimmy questioned, with annoyance in his voice.
“Well, I didn’t actually see what happened. I just saw a whole bunch of highschoolers around these two, and then I saw Matthew on the ground grabbing his…area.” She said.
“So then, how do you know Emily did in fact hit him in his area? How do you know that she wasn’t just trying to help him out?” Mr. Pedophile asked this time.
“I don’t, but-“
“We are done here. You two may leave. Ms. Lyons, you stay.” Mr. Grimmy said. Matt and I walked out and started to here Mr. Grimmy, Mr. Pedophile, and Ms. Lyons argument.
“You took them out class for something you did not see?” Mr. Grimmy’s voice boomed.
“Well, yeah, but I know-“ Ms. Lyons’s voice started, but got cut off.
“This is the last incident that will happen with you. You hear? This is nonsense. I have half a mind of firing you.” Mr. Pedophile said.
We both walked away before we could hear anything else. Matt, grabbed my arm tight and twisted it behind my back. He pushed me up against a locker as I struggled to try to get free.
“I’m only going to say this once.” He whispered in my ear, trying to keep quiet because of the principals still in the office nearby.
“Let me go!” I said, through gritted teeth.
“Don’t you dare try to act innocent around me, you pull a move like the one you pulled in gym, and you are so dead.” He twisted my arm more.
“Just let me go.”
“You know, after all I don’t want someone like you to go to waste. You are so pretty…” He grabbed my hair and smelled it.
“Let go of her!” A voice yelled. It was Marissa’s. Matt turned his head and looked at her.
“Oh, hey, Ginger. I was just telling you friend how pretty she was. She has a little attitude though, doesn’t she?”
“Shut up and just let her go.”
“What are you going to do about it?” Matt questioned, raising his eyebrows. His black eyes glowed with viciousness. Marissa walked over and whispered in his ear.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about all your secrets. It’s only a matter of time before something you just makes me…you know…break, and then I’ll tell every single secret you have.” Marissa remarked. Matt let go of me quickly. I backed away from him.
“You wouldn’t?”
“Oh, yes I would. Don’t think I won’t. Don’t think I won’t find out anything you do to Emily, because I will. If you do…well, then you know what will happen. Now, let’s go, Emily.” Marissa grabbed my hand and pulled me away.
“Want to explain?” I asked. I looked at her from the corner of my eye, she was smirking.
“Nope, I’ll think I’ll just keep this a secret for now.”
“Oh, come on.”
“Nope, I’m not spilling, unless, you don’t want me to save your butt again.”
“No, no. Never mind, I’m good. You don’t need to tell me a thing.” I said. Marissa tilted her head back slightly and laughed.
