Dance Of The Silence - Story Pt. 2

~Continued from . . . Dance Of The Silence - Story Pt. 1 with the poem Dance Of The Silence .~

         BANG! Belle's desks now lay on its side, a few meters away. Now Dianna and her group looked frightened. They all backed a few steps back, one for each step forward that Belle took. Belle then crouched down like a predator, ready to spring onto its victim. Giving enough time for the girls to wonder what she was going to do, she jumped as high as she can and clawed the air. Her long hair flied up in all directions and covered half her face.  "GROOOARRRR . . . !!!"

        "AAAAHHHH . . . !!!" Girlish screams filled the corridor. All The Poppies' members ran helter-skelter in all directions. Some slipped and fell before scrambling up again, including, as Belle had noted with satisfaction, their arrogant leader, Dianna. Belle had been able to jump and claw air for only a few meters when she collapsed on the floor laughing, unable to 'roar' anymore. Eyes wet with tears of laughter, she got up and set about restoring her desk and stuff to its original position. Exhausted and still giddy from her impressive performance,  Belle took her juice-stained poem and read it again.

  "The performance that only few can see through . . ."

         Belle laughed again. "Oh God , what a day . . ." She slung her bag over her shoulder, then switched off the fan before leaving the classroom. 

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           Tanya giggled. What a story! She really felt like she could use it.

  "Tanya! What are you laughing at?"

         The sound of Miss Higgins' voice startled her. Luckily the recess bell rang and saved her from being interrogated by that strict and grumpy woman. However, Tanya's ordeal was not over yet. A group of seven girls crowded around her table. They were the girls from tenth grade, who often bully juniors into giving them money. The few students who chose to stay in class during that recess just looked on, nervous and curious.

  "Okay, kid. How much have you got today?"

            "Have you come across this book?" Tanya's sudden question puzzled the leader.

  "What? Why bother to read a stupid notebook? Are you trying to stall time? Hand over your money!"

           Tanya glanced at the red-haired girl sitting at the front corner of the class. She was watching them, and suddenly she nodded at Tanya with a secretive smile.

            At seeing that, Tanya smiled to herself. Then she lowered her sorry face and said in a timid voice , "No, please don't shout. I . . . I will give my money." However, Tanya did not reach into her pocket but slumped further into her chair and and lowered her head down as much as she could.

  "What are you doing, you imbecile?! Where's the mon- "

         The big bully was yelling at Tanya's slumped body and she had barely managed to finish her sentence when . . . "SHUT UP!!!" Tanya yelled directly to her face, causing her to stagger and stumbled backwards, crashing into her friends. They didn't catch her, and she landed on the floor. Traces of spit shone on her stunned expression.

             The redhead leaned her back against the wall, smiling . She watched as the drama unfolded before her eyes, not caring the teeniest bit about her notebook which fell on the floor when Tanya overturned her desk with a fierce growl . . .

- THE END -

          

Dance Of The Silence - Story Pt. 1

"Whoo, what's our Dumbie got here?"

        Belle jumped. She hadn't noticed Dianna and her gang entering the class. They called themselves The Poppies, the name Poppies coming from the word 'popular'. Meaning, The Popular Ones. Ugh! Belle thought. Popular, indeed. What with all their bullying and cheap publicity, they called themselves The Poppies? Haha, suit them well. What a stupid name!

      For the fourth time in the week, Dianna deliberately spilled her orange juice on Belle's papers. "Omigod, Dumbie. I did it again..oops." This was followed by laughter from the rest of the gang. Belle, who was clearly horrified, couldn't bring herself to speak. The room was then momentarily silent. No other students were around. It's already the end of the school period.

  "What do you think you were doing, you complete MORON?!"

         Belle couldn't contain her anger. She had been very patient with them ever since they waged the war against her starting early this week, all because she refused to join their group. Her refusal was like a hard slap in the face for Dianna, the group leader.

       "I'm ruining your work, Dumbass. That's what you got for defying The Poppies. Right, guys?" Dianna's followers all answered in unison, a loud and unconvincing chorus of 'Yeah.' "What are you going to do, squeal on us, coward?" Dianna smiled smugly. Just now she was quite taken aback by Belle's outburst. However, she managed to regain composure. She couldn't allow herself to lose face in front of her peers, could she?

         Belle was glaring at each and every member of The Poppies, all of whom were standing in front of her. Some looked nervous, some as smug and gangly as Dianna. She realized that not all are willing to join the group, some were probably forced into it, just like what they are doing to her now. She decided it was time for a payback.

         She made a pathetic face, looking down on the floor as though she was really sorry. Dianna, who was fearing another outburst from the girl, began to relax when she saw the defeated expression. She leaned on the table with both hands, nearing her face to Belle's. "How you feelin', Dumbie? Ready to join? Signing up ensures lots of privilege, you know...just ask them." Dianna cocked her head to the group behind her. Belle appeared to be thinking, looking anywhere but Dianna's face. Suddenly...

  "BACK OFF, A**HOLE!!!"

         Dianna fell backwards, and would have landed on the floor if not for her friends who quickly caught her body. Her face was pale and her body shook a little. "Ha ha ha!" Belle laughed, the loudest that she can. "HA HA HA!!" The room rang and echoed with her laughter. Pounding on the table, she sat on her chair and continued her act for a few more seconds. It wasn't that hard, considering how funny Dianna had looked, thrown backwards like that.

            As sudden as anything, Belle sprang up from her chair and abruptly stopped laughing. The Poppies all backed an inch, including Dianna, who was still leaning against and supported by some of the girls. Putting on a malicious expression, Belle spoke with an eeriely hoarse voice. "I was hoping that you mess with me today, Dianna . . ."

- To be continued -

In Dance Of The Silence - Story Pt. 2