Spring, 2018. Perry, Iowa.
Perry High School's cafeteria had the same hustle and bustle that would be expected of it during lunch period. Skylar Jones settled into her seat, next to her closest and only friend, Kyra Baker. She finished her chicken sandwich, covered in spicy seasoning that burnt her tongue. Quickly, she snatched the carton of bland shit this school called chocolate milk and poured it down her gullet, before letting out a sigh of relief as she crushed the cardboard in her hand, tossing it on the floor. "Mrs. M can suck a fucking bag a' dicks." She ranted. She knew she could count on the shy girl next to her to grant her ear. "I misspell one fucking word on my essay and the bitch pulled me aside to chew me out. I told her to go fuck herself and now I got detention..."
Skylar
A blonde girl in a red shirt snuck up behind Kyra, milk carton in hand, two other similarly dressed girls close in tow. With a smirk, the blonde opened the milk carton, and poured it's cold contents onto Kyra's head, dirtying her raven hair and soaking her clothes. The shy girl gasped, wiping her face."Oops, sawwy!" Gracie Hibbert said mockingly, giving Kyra a nudge. Skylar grit her teeth, her fists trembling as Kyra ran to the bathroom to wash herself off. It didn't take a detective to know from her expression that she was on the verge of tears.
These girls had been tormenting Kyra forever. Stealing her things, throwing her books in the toilet, taking embarrassing pictures of her and posting that shit online. The dipshit teachers in this hellhole never did anything about it, no matter how much Sky yelled at them. She snarled, narrowing her eyes down at her tray as the bullies laughed. "Heh, this bitch looks like she's gonna gonna burst a blo-GH-!" The lacky was interrupted by Skylar's lunch tray slamming into her wind pipe, sent sprawling on the ground, clutching her throat as she wheezed. Skylar got up from the table, and smashed her tray into the other goon's face, breaking her nose and knocking her to the ground too. She'd fucking had enough of sitting by and watching her friend be pushed around. If the teachers aren't gonna do shit about this, Sky'd fix it herself.
She tossed her lunch tray aside, hitting the girl with the broken nose. Gracie was stricken with terror, trembling as Skylar's eyes locked onto her with a fiery glare. "S-STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU CRAZY BITCH!" She screamed, before being hit by an explosive punch to the nose, knocking her to the ground. The vengeful brunette was immediately on top of her, pounding away at her pretty face. Her fist felt like a sledge hammer, continually smashing into Gracie's face. Blood pooled around her head as the beating continued, horrified onlookers surrounding the scene. Gracie screamed and cried, now nothing more than Skylar's victim.
There was blood on Sky's hands as she continued her vicious assault, now grabbing a handful of Gracie's hair and repeatedly slamming her head into the hard floor, not wincing at her agonized, animalistic screams. "FUCKING BITCH!!!" Skylar roared. There was a bizzare feeling deep down inside of her. Despite how angry she was, something about this made her happy. She'd only just now realized she was smiling. She knew how much pain Gracie must be in, how horrified for her life she must be, and it all gave her so much joy. She loved making Gracie suffer. She loved the scent of her blood. She loved making her afraid. She relished in knowing that right now, Gracie felt even more helpless than she'd ever made Kyra feel.
Teachers rushed through the crowd. A man tried to pull Sky off of Gracie, only to be sent back by her elbow smashing into his face. A woman tried to apprehend her next, but Sky shoved her to the ground, kicking her in the ribs before returning to Gracie, now stomping on the girl's head. Soon, she was tackled by the school's resource officer. Despite her struggling, the trained officer managed to pin her to the ground and put her in handcuffs. While she was lifted up to her feet and taken away, Skylar smirked, spitting in Gracie's direction. She felt the gazes of all those around her as she was escorted towards the exit, where she would no doubt be stuffed inside a police car for the third time this month. Only, there was something different. When people looked at her, there was disdain in their eyes, looking down on her as the bastard daughter of a skank, a hopeless delinquent who would grow up to take up space in a jail cell. Now though, they looked upon her not with disdain, but with fear. She loved it. All her life she'd been nothing more than dirt, but now, she'd become a monster, a dragon that made others cower in fear. As long as people were afraid of her, she had power.
And she wasn't gonna let anyone look down on her ever again.
To be continued...