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May 29, 2008 23:18

I don't post enough to this thing, but then again, I never find a lot that's really post worthy.

I figure being part of a conspiracy, though only high school level, is worth it.

I found the girl mafia in my school! It's to be expected. You always here about those girls who control the school through a long string of friends in the media. I never knew it was in my school until I pissed one off.

One day, I was trying to get into the main hall at lunch. Now, the kids at my school are idiots, so they ALL STAND IN FRONT OF THE DOORS. Never mind OTHERS trying to get through, they'll just stand there. Despite there being a free corner not even five feet away and out of the way.

So, of course, I just plow through. I may or may not have said excuse me, but there was a large influx of people there, so it's just COMMON SENSE to move. Not to mention nine times out of ten, they never hear it. Now, one tried to kick me as I walked by. It was a girly kick, so I let it go and kept moving.

One of them FOLLOWED ME. Then proceeded to guilt trip me on how I should be more 'polite.' In my mind, I'm thinking 'no pity for someone who kicks,' and proceed to blow her off. She throws insults at me, I throw them back. End.

That was Tuesday. WEDNESDAY, I was walking again at lunch, talking to my friend when the guilt trip girl TRIED TO KICK ME AGAIN. Now, here's the scenario.

Guilt trip girl: Half my size. Sneakers.

Me: Big girl who intimidates a group of boys who have been threatening people and wears motorcycle boots that look like they could take off skin in a kick.

The girl is clearly moronic. I did kick back at her, didn't hit, but gave warning on her stupidity. Then she proceeds to TAUNT ME and then brings up rumors that MAKE ME SEE RED. I chase her, but don't maul her for the back she hits a chain that keeps students from wandering class halls that wraps around her foot and nearly sends her head crashing to the floor.

I thought that maybe nearly killing herself would give her a reality check.

TODAY: The Day I Learn of the Mafia.

Middle of lunch, the girl sends a group of her friends asking 'why I chased her' and bother to bring up the rumor. I tell them off, cut them off, and even yell at gibberish in them that confused the hell out of them, but they backed off. And I made sure that they tell their 'leader' if she kicks me again, I'm kicking her ass.

Apparently she's a bit smarter I give her credit for. After going leaving the restroom later, I meet the crowded hall. So crowded that there was only ONE POSSIBLE ROUTE to go. Despite there being a huge gap, for some reason, all the kids happened to move in a way that the only way to get from the girl's bathroom to the main hallway was walking by this bitch and her friend. So, I go that way. Never seeing this particular girl with the bitch, I do make an attempt to say excuse me when I bumped into her.

A split second hesitation.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH!" *Flailing hits.*

The one girl I ever saw with the bitch who didn't look like a twig, who MIGHT have stood a chance against me, went TOTALLY PSYCHOTIC on me. And when I mean psychotic, I mean FOAMING AT THE MOUTH BATSHIT!

Her hits didn't hurt, but I did push her away, she throws a sluhie on me, I grab her shoulders to keep her from attacking me because it's not easy to move among those kids. A hall monitor breaks us up. She starts BAWLING. Me, I never hit her, so I walked back to the restroom to clean myself up.

The little bitch comes in and taunts me on how I got my ass kicked. Which wasn't true since the slushie that got into my eye hurt more than what that girl did.

So, a girl who I see with the bitch for the first time, being the only big girl I've seen her with, happens to go totally BATSHIT on me and HAPPENS to be standing in the one place you could get through and HAPPENS to be able to cry on a dime?

Total fucking conspiracy.

I'm suspended for three days because the hall monitor thought I hit her. The principal had her hands tied.

Come Tuesday, I have several reasons why it was a set up, actual proof that my long nails provide that there was no way I hit her on accident, and several witnesses who AREN'T my bestest buddies in the world willing to testified for me and squeaky clean record the little bitch doesn't have going for her.

Play this right and I can get her in a world of trouble that she wasn't bargaining for.
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