Arabella Academy: Perfectly Imperfect

Smack!

"Why don't you say that again to my face you bitch?!"

The sound resonated across the hall, getting the attention of every student.

They circled around the two women, hands reaching for their phones in case the need for recording called.

Nilla fumed, her chest rising and dropping as she eyed through narrowed eyes at Meg, readying herself for another attack. Meg slowly composed herself, resting her equally narrowed eyes at her oppressor. She hadn't expected Nilla's small hands to hurt that much, but boy did the slap sting.

"You...you small ass whore," Meg retorted. "Weren't you the one that talked about my titties?"

"What are you talking about!" Nilla shouted. "What titties are there to talk about?"

The gathered crowd, howled various "ohhhhhs" and "ouches" as they turned for Meg's comeback.

"I rather have a flat chest than those two deflated things like your boyfriend's dick!"

Nilla's mouth dropped. She sensed the anticipation of the students behind her and turned to her opponent. She couldn't lose this. Not in public.

Nilla thrust forward, slamming Meg's head into the wall. The two girls fell to the ground, throwing un-aimed slaps and punches at one another.

The girls fed off the cheers of their audience and rolled on the floor as they reached for anything their nails could get into. Their skirts riled up, placing smug smiles on the male spectators' eager faces.

"For the love of God!"

The Principal marched forward, shoving his way through the crowd of cheering people. He lifted Meg whose hands were firmly grasped on Nilla's breasts and tore the two apart. They went silent.

"What sort of stupidity is this!" The man growled. His head snapped between the girls who were frantically adjusting what was left of their clothes. "Nilla?! Meg?! An explanation, now!"

Meg pointed at Nilla, "It's this asshole here who-"

"Language you mannerless woman!"

"I'm sorry Sir," she said with a lowered head. "It's this woman here. She came up with all sorts of accusations and started beating me up without any apparent reason, then-"

"That's a bloody lie!" Nilla shouted. "I was told she said I was bore through an act of prostitution."

"Wait, what! I never said anything like that. I was told you were the one who was talking about my big boobs-" her face flushed -"I mean, my...my expanded chest."

There was a slight chuckle from the hall. The principal masked his face once again and zeroed in on the two girls.

"Let me get this straight," he breathed. "Both of you were told what each said, but you didn't hear it?"

The two girls nodded.

"And may I ask of the names of the people who told you that information?"

" Marcus-"

"It was Marcus-"

Both girls eyes snapped to each other in shock. The principal's frown deepened as his eyes found the said student in the crowd.

He folded his arms to his broad chest. "Is that true Mr Marcus?"