Living the life of a poor fostered orphan, you dream of a more glamorous life. Growing up in a foster family, Jayanti had been abused by her foster father and in a turn of events, Jayanti finds herself in the midst of a life-changing event. Is the glamours life truly worth it? Find out in Tainted! More
I giggled at Bernard’s ranting and followed him as he left out of the office. He walked through the halls, me right behind him, seemingly going nowhere. I playfully shoved him as we passed one unimportant open classroom door, giggling as I ran past him. He caught his balance and chased after me down the hall. I maneuvered around him and ran back down the hall the way I came and ran into the classroom door that was opened that we had just passed.
I slammed the door behind me and placed my back upon it with all my weight against the door. I was laughing so hard that I hadn’t noticed that the room was occupied already. I stared around the room at three very familiar and annoyed looking faces. Bernard finally reached the door to the classroom, opened it, and almost immediately his playful smile left his face once he noticed who also occupied the room with us.
“So,” April said snidely to me as she was slowly walking towards me. “Having fun with my boyfriend?”
“He’s not your boyfriend, April.” I retorted.
“Yeah,” she said stepping so close to me I could smell what she had for breakfast that morning. “I’ve been meaning to thank you for that.” She shoved me hard against the door. “Stealing my boyfriend and all,” April shoved me against the door again. “You helped me dodge a bullet there.” She shoved me against the door again, but this time I lunged for her. I wanted to pound her face in, but Bernard wrapped his arm around my waist and held me close to him.
“Let me go, Bernard,” My anger was boiling, and I just wanted to pound April’s face in. Penny and Marquetta flanked April, all three of them with smirking grins upon their faces.
“No,” he whispered in my ear. “Your hands still haven’t recovered yet, you need to calm down.”
“No I don’t,” I said nearly yelling. “She needs to stop shoving me, or her face is seriously going to be rearranged!”
“Aww, poor Jayanti can’t take a little shove?” Marquetta said as she shoved me against Bernard.
“I guess not,” Penny piped in. She had pushed Bernard and me so hard that even Bernard lost his footing, and his back slammed hard against the door.
“Knock it off, you guys,” Bernard said, clearly getting angry. “We’ll just go, okay?” As Bernard still held me around my waist, he tried to open the door, but April kicked the door. The door almost slammed on Bernard’s hand, and he let go of my waist.
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