I went back to the class on my own. They all were already in the class. Their King was on the back seat on his throne. Throne my Foot!
I looked at him and he smirked at me. I frowned at him and took my seat. I sat down and one of them kicked the chair and I was about to fall on the ground when I held on the nearby desk. I glared at the one who had kicked the chair and he quickly retaliated. All others were laughing at my condition. I bought this upon myself. I hate these fucking bullies!
I looked at David while I picked my chair and he smiled at me. I returned a dry smile and took my seat.
The teachers came and gave their half - hearted lectures. It felt like they were forced to teach this class. I was annoyed at them all. One good thing they did'nt notice my injures and call up Angelo.
It would be bad if he did that. He will call Dad and then I will get scolded about it. Oh Shit! I have to somehow hide these bruises.
Make up! I need to get make up from somewhere in here
All of them are boys
Damn it!
The classes ended and it was time to get back home. All of them left the class and I was left alone in the class. I picked up my bag and went to the washroom in the main building hoping to find someone of help.
Yes!
There was a girl in there washing her hands.
"Excuse me, Do you have a concealer?", I asked her
She did'nt reply back and crossed her arms. I came out of blue and asked her for something.
I offered my hand and introduced myself, " I am Y/N from Section E"
She fish bumped me instead as her hands were wet for a handshake.
"I am Rakki from Section C.", I said and smiled
"Actually, I need to hide these bruises. Do you have a concealer or something so I can cover them up?", I asked her hoping she had something to cover these nasty bruises. I showed her the bruise on my cheekbone and near lip and on my elbows.
"It is a lot of bruises. I have some concealer and foundation in my bag back in class. It must work. I will be back here in a minute.", she said and left the washroom.
She came back with a pouch containing her make up.
It was'nt a lot. Just the basic things. But, lucky for me. She had the foundation and it was my shade. I took the make up from her and applied it on the bruises on face and elbow. I am experienced at this. I have hidden hundreds of them from Dad. And who taught me to do that. Mom!
"How did you get all these bruises from?Did you get in a fight or did those jerks do this to you?", Rakki asked me. She looked concerned genuinely. She reminded me of Isabelle. My friend back in London.
"It was a fight. Keifer and I fought.", I replied back as I was smudging the foundation near my elbow
She was shocked and it was evident by her light gasp and a jaw drop.
"Keifer did this to you? What has gotten into him this time?", she asked me
"We fought over becoming the next president. They fight and whoever wins becomes the next president. They apparently call this an election.", I explained her the process while keeping her things in the pouch.
"Oh. I was scared for a moment. But it is bold of you to do something like that.", she remarked
"Yeah. But, I lost the fight so not really cool.", I told her while looking at my reflection in the mirror.
She sensed me becoming sad.
"This is really weird. I have never seen any girl fight Keifer. All I see are the ones who have a crush on him or something. Not that it isn't weird. See that wall over there filled with confessions for Kiefer and Yuri", she told me.
Yuri
"That Chicken Head?", I blurted out
She laughed.
"Yeah. Don't call him that here. If the fangirls hear, they won't stop bickering you. You already fought their Keifer.", she told me and it was hilarious
We both burst into laughter.
We left the school together. I thanked her for her help. We parted our ways on the School Entrance and I walked back to home.
I am bad at directions. I was lost again. This time I had my phone with me. So, I used the GPS to get back home.
Thanks Technology!