Prodigal

~3.18~

Before last period, I was digging in my locker when someone slammed my locker door shut, slamming my hand into it.

“What the hell!” I gasped as I rubbed my throbbing hand to see that it was Ethan.

“You told on me bitch?” Ethan growled.

“Damn right I told on you!” I shot back. “And no, Ethan, YOU are the bitch here.”

“You did not just call me a bitch.”

“Oh hell yeah I did!” I gloated. “And now I’m going to call you a cunt.”

I started to walk away when he grabbed my arm, throwing me back and making all the books drop on the ground. The thud made people start looking at us.

“Take that back.” Ethan commanded.

“Or what?” I asked. “Are you going to hit me? You’re going to hit a girl? Isn’t that low, even for you?”

“Just because a dude wears a skirt doesn’t mean he’s a girl.”

“You’re a bigot.”

“And you’re a dude. You have a dick, not a vagina, and no matter how much makeup you wear, you’ll never be a girl!”

That was really hurtful and embarrassing to be told in front of everyone.

“The dick that I was incorrectly assigned is still way bigger than yours ever will be. Suck on that irony, bitch!”

Everyone went “oooooooh” and Ethan looked dumbstruck. I walked away and to class, feeling like I had slayed that argument.

Notes

This was one of the most fun chapters to write.

Oh God I made an error at the end when Ethan looked dumbstruck I accidentally put Jeffery (Yikes that wasn't right! :O But it's fixed now!)

I'm sorry it's been so long. I've moved to a different city and different state, and if you are still interested, I am going to try so hard to be consistent again!