Legion Of The Black: Rebel Sisters

Essence’s POV:
As we were waiting for the bus, we looked at the guide. It was a public bus, so we could text the number and it would tell us how far it is. As we waited, Rita was hugging me and I hugged back. Last night, we both got into an argument with our parents over our grades, Algebra mostly. We told them we were struggling and the teacher is a real bitch; yet, they still had the nerve to insult us. I found Rita cutting herself before we went to bed. I stopped her and I took her blade. Right now, I can tell that she’s going back to what happened because a tear fell down her cheek and I hugged her tight.
“Rita….” I said and she looked at me. I lightly grasped her face.
“I know its hard but I need you to stay strong for me,” I continued and she nodded.
The bus was finally here. We swiped our Metrocards and we found a seat. Our school was only a few blocks down and Rita was still tired. I rested her head on my shoulder and she took a quick nap. I put in my earbuds and played ‘Custer’ by Slipknot. It wasn’t long before Omar, my boyfriend, texted me.

Omar: Hey babe.
Me: Hey baby. <3
Omar: How’s Rita?
Me: Still a lil shook up, but shes ok.
Omar: Ok good. U guys comin?
Me: Yea. We’re on the bus now.
Omar: Ok babe. Luv u <3
Me: Luv u 2 <3
We were two blocks away from the school, so I woke Rita up.
“Rita, wake up. We’re about to get off.”
She got up. And we got out the bus and we walked in the school.
“Welcome to Hell,” Rita said to herself. I looked at her and I chuckled at what she said. But believe it or not, it’s true.
As we walked inside the tall, tan colored building, we walked while the white floor showed our reflections and the white walls was decorated with papers pinned by bulletin boards. We walked past the cheerleaders and the jocks. They saw us, but all they did was talk shit because I was with my sister and one of them met my fist last week. I’m actually surprised that they didn’t yell anything out loud. I’m not gonna hit anyone though. It’s too early for that anyway. Omar sees us and walks up to us.
“Hey babe,” he says to me and kisses me.
“Hey baby,” I responded and kissed him back.
“Hey Rita,” he says and hugs her. He treats her like a sister, especially because of everything we’ve been through.
“Hey,” she hugs him back and tries to smile.
We all walked to our lockers and chatted. Omar makes a lot of cheesy jokes, but he made us laugh. That’s what we needed.
“Hey freaks!” Motherfucking Justin yelled out and walked up to us.
This asshole always have the nerves to say some disturbing shit to my sister and tries to flirt with me. He even tried to bully Omar, but he should know not to because Omar beat his ass more than twice. He should remember that every inch of my body belongs to Omar! My heart and soul belongs to Omar! And Justin? N TO THE AH TO THE NO NO NO! (I like that song. Don’t judge me!)
“Hey Essence, why won’t you ditch this anime freak and hang with a real man?” He says and laughs.
“Babe, don’t do anything.” I said to Omar as he tries to step up.
“First of all, Justin, I always ask you nicely to leave me the fuck alone. Secondly, unlike you, Omar knows how to treat a lady and not how to go for a one night stand with every girl. Third, do you have ADD or any kind of memory loss? Because you should know that every time when you try to get in my pants, Omar has no problem knocking you the fuck out. Fourth, learn how to respect someone’s family and know the true ways of how to get a girl. And five, if your sister has a problem with me and my sister, she knows where to find me. Oh yeah, how’s her broken nose and black eye? You’re not my type! I don’t fucking like you! Come to me one more time, there just won’t be anymore black eyes, bruises, broken noses and busted lips; there will be two funerals for you AND your sister.” I ranted to him. All he did was just looked at us and said nothing. There was shock and fear written all over his face. We all just walked to class and he just stood there.
“That was fucking awesome!” Rita said.
“Damn babe.” Omar said but laughed.
“Hey well, he deserved it. Besides, I don’t want you to get in trouble again babe. But I’m dead serious, I have no problem bringing someone to the grave.” I said.
We walked Omar to class because it was nearest. I hugged and kissed him before we parted ways.
“Hey Essence. Hey Rita,” Our friend, Sherman, greeted us.
“Hey,” we both said and group hugged.
“Omar’s in class already.” Rita said.
“Oh okay. By the way, Essence, Ms. Jones is not here.”
“Sweet! Thanks man.” I said to him.
“No problem. Rita, you wanna walk with me to class?” He asked Rita.
He has a crush on my sister. After that question, Rita blushes but she looks at me worried.
“Rita, it’s okay. Just go ahead. I’ll be fine. I’m gonna be at the bleachers.” I said to her.
“Well…. okay; if you say so. Alright Sherman, I’ll go with you.” She says and hugs me tight.

They both walked to class together. As I was on my way to the bleachers, I put on my headphones and blasted 'Wretched And Divine’ by Black Veil Brides.

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