Page 5 of The Bully Alien

"Do you see this?" I ask him.

He grins at me. His mouth is bloody, and he's missing at least one tooth.

"Ain't it grand?" he asks.

"People are getting hurt, you fucker."

"What do I are?" He chuckles as he heads toward the door.

No way am I letting him get away. I drag him backward by his shoulders. He ends up tripping and falling. So he isn't trampled, I pick him back up again.

I really can't say how long the fight lasts for. People jump on each other and fight for no good reason other than adrenaline-fueled rage. The waitress cowers behind the counter, screaming for help that doesn't come.

Maybe this is a bit much.

Eventually, a few people manage to break up some of the fights, but it only takes seconds before more people start arguing again, each side determined to prove they're right despite there being no real resolution in sight.

"The police are coming!" the waitress cries at.

There's my cue. I slip out of there.

I still need food.

Might as well go to the cafeteria on campus after all.

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Delana

Igo to the cafeteria to get some food. Dazzling Blue Eyes is in all of my classes, just as I thought, but we don't talk to each other, don't sit near each other, and don't interact anymore. No more staring. Nothing.

Suits me fine. I would rather not have to deal with him anymore and just focus on me and my goals for the year.

Getting high grades. Learning as much as I can. Seeing about getting an internship somewhere, although they might not want freshmen. Maybe making friends. Definitely no goals on the boyfriend front. I've never dated any guys.

Only one guy ever asked me out. I didn't really know him, but he seemed nice, and as far as I knew, he had never made fun of my face, so I said yes.

Later on that day, before I turned a corner in hallway at school, I overheard him talking to his friends about how desperate I was and that he had big plans for me.

So I ghosted him.

The next day, he asked me why I hadn't met him at the movie theater like we agreed.

"I decided I wasn't desperate enough to go out with the likes of you," I said.

His face turned purple, and he said something about how I should eat crows or crows should eat me. A play on my last name being Crow, but I just ignored him.

I didn't tea to anyone else the rest of the year except for teachers and only when I had no choice. I stopped raising my hand because I didn't want any attention on e or eyes on me. I wanted to be invisible.

Could I try to learn to use makeup to hide my scar? Tried that. Maybe a skilled makeup artist could, but I never bothered to learn. Other than lip tint, I don't bother with anything else.

The past is in the past, and I'm going to look forward, and no one, not even Dazzling Blue Eyes, is going to keep me down or hold me back.

It's early to go to the cafeteria to eat, but I'm hungry now, so I stop on by. I go to open the door when I spy someone behind me, so I hold the door open for them.

Who is it but Dazzling Blue Eyes.

He doesn't look good, a bit pale, and he doesn't look at me either, holding his side.

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