Chapter two.

Harmony.

The one thing I wanted to do in this world was to kill everyone in Caitlin's clique one by one.

If I had one wish,it would be for them to die one after the other.

I was being abused at home and when I got to school, it was the same thing. I did not even know which was worse.

Caitlin has been bullying me for the same thing for over six years now. This one thing was Damini.

The girl had a fetish for him and I couldn't blame her. Everyone had it for Damini.....Even me.

Caitlin's clique was nicknamed the popular group. Ss3 was all about groups or cliques which was somewhat absurd. 

The choir  group consisted of twenty students. They all had melodious voices and they were always practicing new songs. Just because they were called the choir didn't mean that they practiced gospel songs. They only formed hip hop and love lyrics.

The reporters group were six girls in numbers. In my view,they were just bunch of gossips but they were in charge of the notice board. Which meant that they wrote about who was the most beautiful,most popular and what have you..

The emo clique were the dark ones. The ones that didn't care and hung together at ungodly hours in the school. They were about thirty of them.

Then the footballers. This were the jocks of our highschool. The ones that wore cool jackets and didn't even follow school rules ..at all. They were about twenty five in numbers. Damini belonged to this group.

The cheerleaders. To me,this is just another word for prostitutes. They slim fitted their dresses and turned their school shirts into crop tops. They were just fifteen in number just like the popular group.

I wasn't in any group. I was the loner of the school. I didn't belong anywhere. I was the girl that was always sitting alone, by myself,which made me prone to bullying. Massive bullying. Which explains what was happening to me now.

"Please you guys should just leave me alone."I begged and I immediately chastised myself. I had promised myself that I would not cry over my petty classmates. Again, I also  promised myself that I wouldn't beg them. But here I was,begging them as if they owned my life.

The thought made me cry even more. I wanted to curl up somewhere. Why did my parents bring me to this world if they wouldn't take care of me?

"Let's just leave her alone."A soft voice said but I paid no attention to it. These people were devils in disguise.

I heard them arguing about me again and I shut my ears with my hands. I hated all of them with every of my being

"Go!"Caitlin snapped and I scrambled up,trying my very best to get out of her way.

That was the way my life went, literally everyday. Bullied by my very own classmates.

There was a time that Caitlin and I were best friends in primary school. We were inseparable.

Our falling out occurred when we wanted to write our common entrance examination. Damini was my seat partner and she had flipped because she thought that I was trying to flirt with him. Believe me,I wanted to flirt but I didn't have the courage for those sort of things. When Damini or any boy for that matter talks to me,I tense up and reply with nods. This was what made people avoid me till now. They thought that I was a snob. I heard them gossiping about me every single time.

No one but Caitlin knew what I was going through. Caitlin used it to bully me,calling me a witch every time as if it was my fault that my parents died in the car crash.

I felt tears fall from my eyes and I cleaned it hurriedly. The last time a teacher had caught me crying in jss2,I had spilled everything out. The teachers were horrified and they had called my 'parents' attention to it but they denied it vehemently. And when I got home,I had received the beating of my life. That had taught me to keep my mouth shut.

I heard some commotion behind me and I turned to see Simone shouting at Ejiro. The girl begged Simone to let her go but the head girl just put on a cold front and added more punishments.

Ejiro hung her head in shame and walked to the front of the whole school to serve her punishment. Or at least,one of her punishments. Some students started laughing at her while some gave her looks of pity.

I looked at Simone with hatred blazing in my eyes and when she caught my stare,I swallowed my fear and shook my head at her in disappointment.

**

Another part of my life that I hated the most was the class I assigned myself. Once you are in the senior secondary school,you get to choose which department you want to be placed. I wanted to be an actress but my aunt decided that I was to be a financial accountant or a doctor. So to avoid unnecessary beatings,I obeyed diligently and went to the commercial department because I knew that I probably wouldn't understand any science stuff.

If I had known that the girls in my class were "bitches" I would have gone to the science department even though I probably wouldn't understand a thing.

"Here comes the witch."Elena whispered to her friends,while giving me a mean look. I still heard her anyway. Elena was part of the popular group and she was one of Caitlin's right hand " men", so they both shared a profound hatred for me and even to enter my class was a nightmare.

I ignored her rude comment and I walked over to my seat. On getting there I found out that,Nonso,the assistant head of the football team and Ada's brother,was sitting down comfortably on my seat.

I summoned courage and walked timidly to my seat while dodging my classmates' stares.

"Um.."I said when I finally reached my sit. "Can you please stand up from my seat?"

Irritation flashed through his eyes but he covered it up with a strained smile"Hi," He said "I am talking to someone here. Could you please sit on my seat,just for a little while?"

I wanted to say no but I really didn't know how to, so I just said "Sure."

He have me a fake smile and said"Thank you,um...um...Melody?"

He didn't even know my name?

"My name is Harmony."I snapped at him and didn't wait for a reply.

I turned on my heels and walked to his seat before placing my head on his table because of an headache that had already begun to form.

This was the part I hated the most.