Calm Down's! Mr. Psychos!
Quarrelling

Damian Mansion

The morning came, the warm light began to burst forth and spread into her.

The girl did not seem to move a little from the soft bed. Next to her was an empty pillow with a warm feeling that was still left behind because someone had just left her.

He heard the sound of water splashing, his passion for school decreased drastically when he used to love the atmosphere of his school.

Anna starts to get up and look for her phone, she opens it and there is no notification of any kind.

Her class group is quiet as her friends have her other class group without her self.

"You awake? Want to use the bathroom?"

Anna flinched, the phone in her hand fell down and stared at the man.

"Ti. no.." she answered softly while turning off her phone.

"Aren't you in school today?" asked Lucas as he moved into his dressing room.

Anna was silent for a moment, she stared towards the man who had just spent a passionate night with her.

"Luc? Can I take a day off today? That's me still sick." she said softly to the man who almost disappeared behind the door of the locker room.

Lucas turned his head, staring at the girl who never wanted to ask permission to take a day off for such a thing.

"It's customary that you never ask for a day off, but if you think so you can rest first today. I'll tell your teacher.' she said at a glance and then changed her clothes first.

Anna did not say anything else, the core part was not too sore because the night she went through was still natural and not her in the war until the last drop of blood.

But still, remembering the things he got at school made him feel lost his intention and spirit.

"Hopefully tomorrow has improved." murmured that he hoped that when he came again there would be no horrible gazes from his classmates.

......................

Meanwhile.

Byurs!

The coldness from the water that was flushing her face made the girl instantly wake up.

"Geez!" he screeched instantly as he felt the water falling onto his face.

"You're! You have to make breakfast and just go to bed! What the hell are you working for? Why does it always come home in the morning and sometimes not come home? Sell yourself?"

Samantha did not answer anything, she had just fallen asleep but had got a flush of water along with the babble that wanted to make her ears explode.

"Mama's hungry? Sam make his breakfast first yes." said the man who chose not to answer his mother's babble and moved to wake up to make breakfast.

The woman took her breath, she missed her life so much. Having both hands is normal, a good home, a job and a perfect husband.

But now?

All was so upside down that he continued to feel nightmares, even his brothers seemed to have been reluctant to help him again.

"You're still in touch with Gevan?" ask Mrs. Laura when the food made by her daughter was in session.

"Sir Gevan? U dengga, it's uncle said the same time we made no contact with them again." replied the girl who remembered that her uncle was fed up of giving his mother money continuously in large quantities.

"You try to meet Gevan and ask for money with him, we just open a business. Ask them to pay for the same business license of his store," said the man who looked at his daughter.

"Mah!" Samantha draws her breath, she is already thick-faced to ask for money with her uncle again or with her older cousin.

"Why see Mom that? You also need school! Anyway if this keeps on we can die here!" he said while breathing out his breath.

Samantha was silent for a moment, "Sam who will collect her money, so Sam hope Mama does not use Sam's money to shop again" he said.

Mrs. Laura looked directly at her daughter, "Mama has only used your money a few times? Feel great already, huh you? You should be grateful to be able to take care of small!" her words were scolding her daughter once again.

Samantha said nothing, she just continued eating because she was used to such babbling.

......................

Three Weeks later.

There was no change at all, which there was a disturbance that he received increasingly becoming.

Those blue eyes were staring at his sports uniform that looked dirty and torn like it was on scissors by someone else.

He took it and threw it in the trash, because of course he would not be able to use it at all.

Sports lessons began, all the children in the class are now gathered in the sports hall that is commonly used to play basketball.

"You? Where's your uniform?" ask the coach who was the gym teacher at the school.

"I forgot to bring it," replied Anna.

Her eyes could feel a laughter hiding behind that mouth-covered hand as she looked at herself.

"Ck! How can you not obey the rules! Run around this field three times after the lesson is finished" said the teacher who was upset when he saw there were students who did not obey the rules.

Anna nodded, she obeyed the punishment given to her.

His eyes are leaning around and he can feel it.

...

Anna returns to her class, she has followed the punishment given by her gym teacher so she returns later.

The girl moved to her table which was still full of scribbles even though she always erased it every day.

He picked up his bottle and started drinking because he was thirsty.

"Geek!"

The water immediately spilled directly onto the floor, the color is cloudy and feels pessimistic.

The sound of soft laughter rang out, the gaze of the eyes that were staring at him sinisterly like throwing razor blades.

His hands trembled once more, he did not know what water was put in his drinking bottle. But his taste and smell were as disgusting as any liquid he could recognize.

"Mom.. haven't you guys gone too far?" ask her softly while tightening her teeth.

"What the hell? Not very clear! Maybe the water is dirty because the drinking is dirty!" sahut one of the students who is Anna's classmate.

"Maybe he just wants to drink ***** his man maybe?" connect with other students.

The teenage boy's friends laughed at him.

Anna scolded, obscenities and vulgarities into her ridicule.

"Look at me! In his bag must be a lot of former****** which is still a lot of******nya!"

Not men are not women all the same when insulting the girl.

Anna frowned, she immediately opened her bag and looked towards the inside of her.

His books looked broken, a used contr*ception tool that still had contents thrown into his bag.

So disgusting and make it uncomfortable, not to mention that he who had been drinking dirty water and the smell made him even more want to vomit.

His blue eyes stared once again at his classmates who had been bullying him for the past few weeks.

Byurs!

He sprinkled all the water in his drinking bottle into his classroom, hitting his bag and his other friends.

"You crazy?!" said one of the students who immediately screamed and avoided being exposed to the pessimistic liquid and the smell.

"I'm crazy? You guys are crazy! B*ngsat!" his words that can not stand it anymore to make him curse and brandish his middle finger.

The last time he fought was in elementary school and at that time his mother was still alive and made the woman who gave birth to him called to school.

He is indeed a child who tries to smile and be kind, but that does not mean he never once made a problem and is a naive type that fits in the bullying.

All his friendly attitude was his way of survival.

"A. what! Lookie! He showed his real face! Basic Jal*ng!" said one of the students who felt so upset.

Brak!

Anna slammed her drinking bottle, and approached her classmate who had just cursed her.

"I'm jal*ng? If I'm*****, the first one I tease is your dad first, is that okay? If I were your stepmother I would torture you every day! Oh yes, all your mothers will also drive away so you cry in the corner of the house!" he said, smiling and wanting to turn around.

"A.. what?" the flushed face that was annoyed looked so angry hearing her.

Greb!

He immediately ran over and pulled the wavy blonde hair.

Auchs!

Anna grimaced, knowing that no one in the class would help her.

He turned around, and pulled back the hair of the girl who grabbed him first.

"d! Off! Basic jal*ng!"

"You're the last bangs*t! You're a horse!"

His little mouth began to cuss again, he remembered he had never again said the oath except in his heart once he entered the orphanage.

Anna! Why make trouble?

Now you don't have any more mama to come!

Who comes later!

But?!

Already have! My hair hurts!