Chapter 4 4

Never have I ever seen my life flash before me like today.

I can feel my whole body wobble as I lose my balance. I dropped my backpack and my books spilled all out in the hallway.

Being the center of attention has always been my modus operandi and I don't mean in the popular kind of way because I look like some beautiful goddess or something. I mean I'm the school leper who gets stinking fish dumped in my bag, the girl who sits alone at the cafeteria because no one wants to associate themselves with me.

I dropped my back pack and my books spilled all out at the hallway.

By being tripped, I stumbled on a foot that magically appeared in my path, and fell. I had barely comprehended what happened when a burst of boisterous laughter from the students of mystic fall high school surrounded me, the school loser as they watched me wince in pain while a trail of blood trailed down my elbow. It appeared I had scratched my skin and it peeled off a little.

I'm never the clumsy type. I swear, I have never broken a dish in my life. I'm highly meticulous and I could count how many times I have fallen in my life. Well, that was until I got enrolled in Mystic fall high school, my very own hell and planet of torture. While I was trying to find my books in my bag which was the reason I tripped originally. I tried to block out the nasty comments and mockery of me as I crawled around the floor, trying to pick up my stuffs. People passing by kicked it farther away and walked over them, leaving shoe prints.

It was barely a week of resuming senior high school at mystic fall high school, the home of the dinosaurs and yet I'm already the most bullied and the stray cat. As I longed for my A+ English project I worked hard on the previous night, a shoe was placed on top of it and I swallowed when I saw whose leg it was.

My arch nemesis, my triplet bullies, the most elite, gorgeous looking, popular, rich and royal werewolves with trust funds my future generations could possibly never attain, stood before me and I felt my heart race speed up in fear with my nerves crippling me. I swallowed long and hard and I could already feel my eyes turn blurry.

"Oh well, hello there, I could swear I didn't see you earlier, Hazel stinky." Alex grinned at me like a Cheshire Cat and the crowd gathered instantly went mute.

"Please, would you mind being a darling and getting your gross foot out of my English project? It's bad enough that it is all rumpled." I gave him a fake smile and watched him crouch down to my level.

"Did you just talk back at me?!" Alex's brows knitted and then he punched the wall suddenly, making me fidget a little. "Damn! Someone has grown some balls."

"I really don't have the time to waste on this loser, I just want to know why she went around spreading bullshit about me and my brothers." Aidan, the lean muscular yet fiercest of the trio snatched my project from his brother and ripped it into shreds before pouring it all over my head.

And I stifled a gasp as tears welled in my eyes and they began to trail down my cheeks. "I didn't spread Shit about you guys, I hate you guys and I honestly don't care whatever mischief y'all have been up to, I just want peace and to be by myself." I cried out in frustration.

"Aw! Poor Hazel must be exhausted from our constant concern for her." Thomas, the flirtatious playboy amongst them patted me in the head before lifting me off the ground with my collar and I stared into his cold, brown eyes.

"I swear, I didn't spread Shit about you and your brothers. Who told you I said bad stuffs about you?" I sighed tiredly.

"Isabella did." His voice thundered and at the final word, Thomas let go of my collar and made me crash on the floor, landing on my butt. I winced in pain as I landed on my coccyx. I did my best to stand up but Alex knocked me off the ground with his foot.

"Isabella is a liar and you know it!" I yelled at them but Aidan smacked me hard across the face.

"Say that again and I will break your nose cavity, you smelling little bitch." He spat in my face and I lowered my gaze to the ground whilst struggling to have my ears stop the ringing sound that made me deaf for some seconds.

Bloody hell!

If there is someone who hates my guts as much as the triplet bullies, it is Isabella Peterson, the daughter of the Beta to the mystic fall pack. She comes from a family of high hierarchy and it has been decided that upon the triplets' eighteenth birthday which is in some days time, she will be mated to one of them.

However, the brothers have always had an unhealthy obsession with me right from when Thomas bought me off from the auction and brought me to Mystic Fall park which was around two weeks ago.

It has been two weeks of torture and I'm not going to lie, I thought Queen Charlotte's grand gesture would give me some alone time to enjoy, instead the boys use every slight opportunity they get to make me regret my existence.

For some insane reason, they are all overprotective of Bella, maybe because they assume she will be the next Luna and their mate so they give her some sort of preferential treatment which she loves to abuse by the way.

"Jeez! You boys sure know how to knock a girl off her feet." I balled my fists as I struggled to stand up once again.

"Did you think I was joking when I promised to ruin your life just as you did my thoughtful gift to mom?" Aidan nostrils flared even further.

"I have apologized over one million times, is that not enough?!" I shut my eyes tightly and yelled out of frustration.

"Shut up, Hazel!" Aidan yelled without looking back. "Just be sure to remain where you belong, at the bottom." He growled lowly and his brothers and friends laughed loudly as they sashayed away.

"The party is over, bitches, off to your classes." Thomas yelled at the crowd of students and they mostly scampered away from our sights whilst the trio left without looking back.

Usually, Thomas is always my guardian angel who protects me from his brothers but when it involves Bella and the Queen, he changes and pretends he doesn't know me. It almost seemed like he is ashamed he bought me in the first place and that happens to break my heart all the time. I have done nothing to Bella yet for some weird reasons, she lands me in trouble, straining my already rocky relationship with the triplets.

I quickly picked up my stuffs from the floor quietly and walked down the hallway. I was shoved at the walls, pushed across and around, people held their noses while I passed and I almost tripped again by the other foots that got in the way. I didn't stop walking until I got to my locker. I removed the 'kick me sign' off my back and rumpled it before throwing it into my locker.

I heard a series of 'boos and Aw' from the guys that must have put it behind my backpack. This is the average life of Hazel Parker also known as Hazel stinky. The 17 year old nerdy plain-looking girl with perfect straight A's grades, a poor wardrobe, a slave to the royal family, and a punctual student of mystic fall park. The perfect victim to bully when you are sad, angry, or bored generally.

And this keeps happening why?! Because I let it happen. I don't think reporting to the Queen or the headmaster will stop Shit. Bullying is quite rampant in this school and just as how there is a hierarchy for the elite kids, there is a ladder of the socially depraved kids like me. We are called the bunch of losers and since I didn't make it to the top, I'm topping the chart from below, I'm queen of all losers hence the reason I get bullied the most.

With a deep sigh, following the ringing of the bell for the third period, I slammed my locker and picked up my notebook for AP chemistry, as I was about to round the corner that takes me to my class, a glitter bomb exploded on my face and it took me quite a while to recover from the shock. It was Bella and her entourage of cheerleading minions and they all giggled at my misery.

"What do we have here?!" Bella who was 5'8 in height with a strawberry blonde hair who was predestined to be mated to one of the triplets snatched my book from my loose grasp.

"Bella, please not now, I have got class that I'm late for, I will do whatever you want at the end of the day." I begged while trying to wipe my face clean with the back of my hands but before the blink of an eye, her minions started throwing bananas, tomatoes, eggs, and flour on me and I tried using my elbow to shield myself but it was no use.

"Hazel gross!" One of her minion yelled.

"Pathetic loser!" Another splashed a bottle of ketch up on me.

"Stinky fool! Just die already, can't you? The sight of you disgusts me." Bella said as she circled me like a predator after its prey.

I was soaked and stained from head to toe. I wore a white vest and an ashy faded jeans to school but that was my greatest mistake. Had I known, I would have worn an all black outfit. Now I looked like a clown and I also smelt like my given nickname, Hazel stinky.

"What do you want? I really need to be in class." Tears streaked down my cheeks this time around, my sprit had been broken. I was in pain from the physical and verbal assault.

"I don't care, get me a can of chilled sprite from the cafeteria, my throat is patched and I need my other phone from my car." She raised her car key mid air and when I sought to catch it, she flung it on the floor.

"Oops! Sorry dear." She giggled with her hands shielding her bright red matte filled lips before clapping her hands twice and urging her minions to move.

I rushed out to the school garage and turned to her bright pink Ferrari, I got into the driver's seat and locked the car before screaming out my lungs and furry in my bid to let out all of my anger. It took me over a minute before I could calm down and I opened her pigeon hole and picked her expensive phone and then I hurriedly locked the car when I saw I was ten minutes late for my class but before I could move further, a strong hand clamped over my mouth, preventing my scream from getting out. I was blindfolded so I would not see my attacker.

I'm petite in nature and due to malnutrition, I'm skinny with little or no energy to fight over the strong grip of my attacker but I would not give up either way so I struggled a little before I felt the nuzzle of a gun hit my head painfully and then, everything went black.