Chapter 7: Not Ready To Play

Melissa's POV.

Right there on that floor, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I cried like a baby; sniffing didn't help. I tried to be as quiet as possible, but the tears wouldn't stop flowing.

When they finally stopped throwing stuff at me, I struggled to get up on my feet, and they all were still there staring at me except for Lex, the mastermind. He already left because he was satisfied with what he saw or maybe not satisfied yet.

"Is this all you've got? Can't you do anything more than this? Huh?" I screamed at them.

They were all staring in silence while my whole body ached in pain. I could hear some of them murmuring, some laughing. I looked beside me, and a girl still had a pair of shoes; she looked like she was going to throw them at me.

Without thinking, I rushed over to her and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her in a different direction as they all began to scream at me.

"Stop!!"

A loud and deep male voice sounded from up the stairs; I raised my gaze, and it was a staff member. He walked down the stairs with a look of disappointment on his face.

"What is going on here?"

His question was not directed to anyone in particular as he glanced around, staring at all of us.

I quickly stepped away from the girl trying to clean off the stains on my dress.

"What is going on here, all of you? Why are you all out here, and you...?"

He finally turned his gaze to me and went mute for a second.

"Why do you have bruises on your body when you're in a fight?"

His voice was so strict and angry that I began to stutter as I tried to explain.

" Erm, I... I... "

"Enough!!" He yelled at me, making me flinch as I recoiled.

"You will leave right now and go to the school clinic to have those injuries attended to, after which you'll go to the management office and explain yourself."

He said this to me before turning his case to the rest of the students: "Was any other person involved in this?"

Instead of responding to his question, they all began to run away, disappearing into their classes, and it was just I and this staff member left.

"I promise you, sir, I wasn't fighting. They came at me; they were throwing materials at me. Someone pushed me down the stairs, and that was how I got this injury on my knee." I tried to explain to him, but he didn't seem to buy my explanation.

"You should go to the clinic right away and save the explanation for the management. How could you students be so violent with each other?" He fired at me.

"I wasn't, sir, please. I wasn't violent at all. They all came to fight me, and it was because of the Lex guy."

Immediately after I mentioned Lex's name, I noticed the expression on his face instantly changed. He seemed humbler and calmer than he was a second ago when Lex's name was not in the conversation.

"Did you say Lex had a hand in this?" He asked, staring at me more intensely this time.

For a second I hesitated; I could have easily said yes and told him everything that Lex has done to me and had him punished for it, but somehow I did not believe that Lex was ever going to be punished for what he does.

It was just going to backfire, and I will be the one taking the blame for everything. I was a scholarship student, and this is like my second day in school; they would never believe me if I stood up against Lex before the management.

"Erm, no, I mean, I don't know," I stuttered, not knowing the right word to say to him. I just could not let that devil be the reason my life will be ruined.

"Good, now go to the clinic. I do not want to say that again!"

He said to me in a rather harsh tone.

I took some steps backwards before turning around to leave, glancing at him as I walked away.

It took me about 10 minutes to find the clinic and when I finally did, I was admitted in a room even though I did not think it was necessary.

My bruises were dressed, but my whole body still ached from the pain.

I had slept for hours on that bed, and by the time I woke up, a nurse approached me with two tablets on a plate and a glass of water.

"Take this; it will help with the pains."

She said to me nicely. It was the very first time anyone was being nice to me in that building.

" what time is it please?"

I was curious to know how long I had spent in the clinic.

"Oh dear, it's a few minutes to dismissal; you should get ready to go pack up your things. I hope you feel a little better now?"

I nodded my head slowly in agreement as she smiled at me and walked out of the room.

I struggle to get out of the bed,I could still feel the pains on my body but it was not as bad as it was before.

In the next minute I was dragging my feet down the hallway heading towards my classroom to get my things together, if they had not been thrown out.

Luckily for me, by the time I got to the classroom, all the students had already left, and it was quiet. I walked over to my text and took out my backpack and right on the back of it was a paper pasted so I could see it.

It's had a message that was clearly for me

'I hope you enjoyed my first show?'

I knew immediately that it was from Lex, and at that moment I was convinced he was a psycho. I folded the paper angrily and threw it at the door, but it went landing at someone's feet, and right there, I realised I wasn't alone.

I lifted my gaze, and a male student with a weird look on his face was staring at me with a bat in his hand.

"Oh, no, no, no," I muttered, taking some steps away.