Chapter Seventy-Four – Project destroyed.
My wish was somehow granted and the weekend fast forwarded to Monday.
I was happy to breathe in the fresh breeze of a Monday morning. I still hated Monday mornings.
My school preparations routine went quickly and I hopped in Charles' car to drive me to school.
I faced the other side avoiding Charles gaze.
“Don’t you listen, this girl? I said I’m sorry” he repeated. I rolled my eyes. He always used demeaning words on me.
Perhaps it was cos I was always sorting his attention when we were kids. Or cos I still depend on him now a lot.
But I knew I could help myself. If I just stop lazing around a bit.
“Thanks for dropping me off” I said and proceeded to opening the car door. It didn’t budge. I glared at Charles.
“You’re welcome. But we should settle first. I got angry at you for being careless. I’m sorry if I used hurtful words. Am I forgiven?” he asked.
“No, you aren’t” I deadpanned, “And why? Cos you’d use them again. There was no use of asking apology if you commit the same sin over and over”.
“Sin?” he looked amused. Was I joking here?
When he was off guard, I tapped his car lock and zapped outta the car.
“Don’t come pick me up. I’d come home myself or with my friend. Thank you” I turned and left.
I was almost two hours early so I hoped to catch up with Chloe and maybe talk about why exactly I was cranky about her Saturday disappearance.
I made sure not to mention to Charles that I knew of he and Chloe’s outing. He was an adult, can do whatever he wanted.
“Hey!” I saw Chloe and J-twins at the hallway. I waved at them.
I noticed they looked jittery but then Jacob smiled and waved back. That was suspicious. I caught it and began walking faster to where they were.
As I marched closer, I examined the floor and found water seeping down to me. Muddy water. I was confused to say the least.
“Kiera, calm down but… our project is gone” Jasper said, every of his last words laced with fury. Jacob's smile disappeared and was replaced with frustration.
I dashed to my locker and truly, it was gone. Gone with my locker's door. There’s really no happiness for me. What happened?
I glanced perplexed at every piece of note and container. Broken, soaked, poured out and it was done deliberately.
The textbook of mine that I had copied our theory from, torn and soaked. The locker’s door wasn’t that tight for the items to have burst open.
And if it had only the items besides the door would pour out, not all. I picked up our notebook. This can’t be.
This was done by hand, and even sprinkled everywhere.
Didn’t our school clean on Saturdays, then this was done by Sunday? What demon would be causing such havoc at such a blessed day!
I heard Chloe running to me. With one of the containers that had somehow rolled far away.
“It’s Cara. She admitted now. She’s at the entrance” those words sank into my heard and gazed at the broken containers hoping they’d burn, or fix themselves.
My legs galloped to the school entrance, ready to pounce on the culprit.
“Cara Adams you bastard!” I swore when my gaze landed on her. But then I saw her fall to the ground with a heavy thud. I paused.
Jasper picked her from the ground and literally threw her to the other side. Jacob ran to stop him. Cara let out a scream and it gave me shrills.
She must have broken some bones. And finally received the blow she’s been forcing Jasper to give her from the first week I got to the school.
“Cara you’re such a witch you know. Instead of being at church to cleanse your devil, you came here to do this!” Chris shouted.
He just walked in and had gotten a load down from Chloe. Chloe threw the broken containers she was holding towards Cara's direction.
The brat flinched but the container never got close. It knew she was dirt.
I jumped on her and squeezed the soaked notebook into her mouth, trying my best for everything to fit in.
I really don’t mind Jacob pulling me away but aimed on getting a good amount of the moist paper into her mouth.
Next was the mud water from our project pouring down on Cara. I ran from her side as some touched me. I glared at Jasper. Jacob pushed him away from Cara again.
“Y’all should calm down!” he shouted.
“Why! All our work gone cos of this bitch. How'll we recover our marks! Isn’t this a fail?!” Jasper growled and kicked Cara.
Chris pushed him backwards. I admitted that that was hard.
He must really hate Cara. And so far, she’s done nothing but nurture that hate.
My legs grew weak and I fell to the floor. Does that mean I’d start brainstorming and going back to the timber house again?
This is a fail.
“But the teacher know you guys did it. You’ve submitted already. Just tell what happened. Things will work out” Chloe said to me, her voice was loud enough for Jasper to hear.
He voluntarily calmed down and began walking towards our classroom, waiting for our teachers to come to give an explanation.
Jacob followed after him to avoid him hitting Cara, who was still sprawling in the ground, again. He just crossed over her like she was some dirt.
Chloe must have felt hurt by that as she dragged Cara, by legs, to the side of the hallway where there was muddy water.
There she could whine in pain in peace and not block anyone’s way. It’d be such a sight when school becomes bustling with students.
I stood up from the ground as not to be at the same pathetic level as Cara.
“You sure are jealous of everyone’s success, aren’t you?” I stooped besides her, rubbing some mud that splashed on her hair.
I knew I was giving bully vibes but I cared less.
“You’d die soon. Did you get the kidnap letter? You’d die soon” she muttered tiredly and a grin spread across her face.
Instead of being terrified, infuriation spread all over me and I banged her head at the lockers and walked over her.