*Andrea's Point of View*
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"I said... Run." Blair spoke as she got near the quarterback.
He threw the broken piece of the bottle at Blair's face, but she has blocked it using her hands. And, the boy is about to run when Blair catches him by his shirt.
"If I told you to run, you should run." She uttered and started beating up the six-footer quarterback.
He punches Blair, too, but he never hit. Until they reached near the pool, and Blair punched him hard on the jaw, then kicked him on the stomach for the final blow that made him fell on the water. Wow, that's so cool!
Then, I heard the students gasping as blood spread like strawberry juice in the pool.
"Someone should get him out of the water. Now!" She yelled, and one of the basketball team dove into the pool.
And as Blair got near us, she smiled her usual cheeky smile, and the guards came into view. Then, they carried out three unconscious bodies. Damn, girl power.
The students around us were still shocked by what had happened, and Ms. Winsley pushed some of them to see the event.
"You two, okay?" Blair asked, just like nothing happened. Then, she cringed as she saw Leanne with a cut on her face.
"Wow, Lee, that looks hurt." She remarked, and as I scanned her clothes and her hair, it was freaking full of blood. Her hair is also wet with her blood. Damn!
And, when she saw me staring at her in disbelief, she smiled and looked down at her clothes.
"Look, Drea, my clothes turned red twice this day, eh?" She uttered just like this morning when Marvy bumped into her and splashing her strawberry drink all over her clothes.
"Yeah." That was all I said since this girl is weird. Does that not hurt? I mean, she's bleeding so freaking hard.
"Oh my goodness, Blair! What happened to you?" Ms. Winsley let out and asked Blair worriedly.
She got near her, and she had wide eyes when she saw Blair covered in blood.
"I'm fine, Baby-blue. No need to worry. Nobody will be messing with this face of mine. Well, except you." She answered while smiling so wide, and the blonde just stared at her in disbelief. Wait a sec... Why do I smell something fishy with these two?
"Shut up, Blair! I'm going to call an ambulance." Ms. Winsley belted and took out her phone from her purse while shaking.
But Blair stopped her by holding her hand, but she was shocked to see blood on it.
"Oops, sorry. I'll just wipe it off with my scarf." She stated and was still smiling.
"Hahaha, funny, right? It has blood too." She added as she realized that her scarf is covered with blood from the back of her head too. What is funny about that? She really is a freak.
"Blair, you're freaking bleeding. I'll get you to the hospital." Ms. Winsley yelled at her, and she tensed up.
"Nope. Make Lee stitch her cut first. Then, I'll follow. I guess the girls got first aid there." She said stubbornly. And, yes, we should aid them. I think I can handle it.
We turned our gaze to Leanne, and I think she's been fine with my handkerchief on her cheek to prevent blood from oozing.
I should stitch up her cut. I hope the girls got some medicine kits in the kitchen.
"Let's go clean up that wound, Anne," I told her as I held her arm.
"But you look horrible, Blair. Please don't be stubborn this time." The two were still arguing as we made our way inside the house. But they followed us.
"Well, they looked more horrible than I am." Blair reasoned out while pointing at the three unconscious, badly beaten-up bodies of those assholes.
"Blair Claudette Kendall!" Ms. Winsley yelled Blair's full name. Haha, she's Claudette?
And with that, she walked fast, following behind us and leaving a raging Ms. Winsley behind.
"That girl is scary, Dude." She uttered to us and let out a nervous laugh.
And, we laughed at it also. She seemed fine and okay.
Then, we reached the kitchen with a freaking out Maggie. She cursed a lot when she saw us.
"What the heck happened to all of you, Bitches?" She asked nervously while looking at us with a very shocked face.
"We're fine, Mag. Well, those boys aren't." Anne stated, and Maggie looked at my hand on Anne's arm.
"What the hell did you do this time, Bitch? I should've not let you in." She yelled at me.
And, I just held my temper while trying not to be pissed more.
Anne seemed to notice me, and she held my hand in hers. Her soft touch always makes me relax.
"Maggie, listen... It's not Andrea's fault. It's John Brandon's." Anne spoke on my behalf.
"Huh? Why? John is her fucking boyfriend. Then, that makes HER fault." She argued while pointing at me.
And, from the corner of my eye, I saw Ms. Winsley dragged Blair and made her sit on a chair. Damn, I could laugh at Blair's terrified expression right now. Poor girl, she's under the fury of the queen.
"No, they broke up already," Anne explained to the cheerleader.
"Why are you defending her, Leanne? Aren't you the one supposed to fight this bitch?" Maggie asked her in confusion.
"I think we should clean her cut first before this kitchen explodes with all of the bitchiness here inside," I let out since I badly needed to stitch my girl's wound.
They seemed to be shaken from their raging worlds, and Rachel reached for the medicine kit and handed it to me.
"We're not---" I cut Maggie off while getting some clean cotton.
"Don't worry. We'll talk later. Anne, sit down and don't even flinch." I spoke and am about to clean my girlfriend's face from the blood.
I can see also at the chair near the sink that Ms. Winsley and Cassandra are cornering Blair.
"But, Rey---ouch!" Leanne winced as I freed her wound from the blood.
"I said, don't move." I half-yelled, and she tensed up.
I looked at the other girls, and Blair is struggling to escape from Cassandra's grip while Ms. Winsley is cleaning the wound that she got at the back of her head.
"Fudge, no no no... Ouch! That's it! That's enough! No, baby, please... Argh! Shit fudge!" Blair cursed while flinching.
Earlier she was as scary as shit, and now she's like a lost puppy. Hahaha, they're gonna be a cute couple. I totally ship them. Let me be the captain of the Blayce Ship.
"I told you to get to the hospital earlier so it won't hurt like shit. But no, you didn't listen. You're as stubborn as a stone, Blair." Ms. Winsley ranted and made Blair teary-eyed by cleaning her wound harshly.
I let out a laugh and told her,
"That's what you get when you don't listen, Blair."
And with that, she laughed but was cut off by an ouch.
"Yeah, well... How are you doing, Lee?" She stated while still bowing her head down.
"Here! Pleasurably dying in the hands of my girl, Blair. Ouch, Rey, it's so--- geez." Anne began, and I poked her cheek with a syringe for anesthesia.
I have full knowledge of wounds and medicine since I want to be a doctor. And, in the karate team, we practiced curing our bruises and wounds.
"Hahaha! Best party ever! Ouch!" Blair cheered and was cut off.
And now, it's Cassandra's turn to stitch her wound. I bet she will study medicine, too, in Canada since they own a medical school there.
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After curing all their bruises and wounds, the party continued, but the rest of the cheerleaders are eyeing Anne and me suspiciously.
I think we better tell them now. This will be now or now. And we're ready.