Chapter 2: First enemy

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Ding Dong!

I heard the school bell ringing as I ran towards the school, panting. I reached to the school's entrance  and looked at the school. The school was huge and I had no idea where my class was. I took out my time table from the back pack and noticed that my first class was at room #125.

Okay, so that means that my first class is in the first floor. I looked around to try to find a map but there wasn't any map. I sighed. I at least needed to find the school office so I can ask help, but, I couldn't even find the school office.

I checked the time and sighed. Great! I was half and hour late! That too in my first day of my new high school? I am pathetic!

Suddenly, I felt something hit on my back of my head. I turned around and saw a boy with brown hair and tan skin was dumping his back pack on top of my head.

"Um . . . excuse me . . ." I looked at him.

"Move!" he said harshly.

"What?"

"I said, 'move.' You are blocking my way," he said as he took his back pack from my head and I moved aside, not knowing why did he gave me a vive that he already hate me. As I moved aside, he began to walk towards his classroom, when I yelled out.

"Excuse me!" I ran to him. "I am new here so it would be helpful if you can show me my classroom."

That boy looked at me and then stuck out his tongue at me. "Ble! Find somebody else to ask for help. I don't help old women."

My eyes wided. "OLD WOMEN!? Did you just called me an old women?" I yelled. Darn it! What is his problem?

"Sure did," he looked at me again and this time he chuckled. "You have so much wrinkles and ew! Your teeth are all yellow. You  look definitely like an old women. and ugly one too," he smirked and began to walk towards his class.

I stared at him. HOW DARE HE! "YOU STUPID FOOL! HOW DARE YOU CALLED ME AN OLD WOMEN!" I yelled out as I began to run towards to give him a piece of my mind.

Today is my first day at my new high school and I was trying to be nice with him and all he is doing is being all mean to me! Just because it is my first day, it doesn't mean that I am not going to get into a fight with a bully!

"HEY YOU! WAIT!" I began to chasse him and he began to run. "I AM SO GOING TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOU!" I yelled, running behind him.

I saw a bunch of girls running towards that boy. "TYRAN!" I heard those girls called out to him.

Are those girls his fans?

That boy went to the girls and hid behind some girls. I stopped in front of the girls, wondering what is going on.

"Tyran, who is this girl?" a random girl asked.

"Yeah, Tyran. Is she your girl friend?" another girl asked.

"Of course not, sweethearts," he said, smiling as all the girls screamed in "aw."

What the heck is wrong over here?

"I have all of you guys already! I don't need a girl friend," Tyran smiled and winked, causing all the girls crawling on him in adoration. "However, this woman was bothering me," he said pointing at me.

I gasped. HOW DARE HE?!

All of girls looked at me in disgust and pointed at me. "HOW DARE YOU! TYRAN IS OUR ADMIRER!" one girl yelled and looked at me as if she was ready to punch me.

"IF YOU DARE TO TOUCH TYRAN, I AM GOING TO SKIN YOU!" another woman said.

I was angry. It was my first day at my new high school and this guy, Tyran, already made me a villain to the students!? I don't think I have ever hated any guy as much as I hate Tyran now. This guy . . .

Tyran, whoever you are, but you have just made me your enemy and having me as your enemy is not the best part of your life, you see. Just, wait and watch, Tyran.

I

WILL

MAKE

YOUR

LIFE

A

FREAKING

HELLL!!!

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