The three sat staring at Holly from across the crowded lunch room.  The smell of pizza mingled with the stench of junior high sweat and floor wax.  Holly could feel their glare as she sat alone and ate in silence.  She  had been the bearer of their ridicule for years.  Apparently, this year would be no different. 

Holly picked up her half-eaten tray and carried it to the janitor standing beside the trash can without looking at him.  She went to the bathroom and washed her hands.  Her small brown eyes reflected back at her.  Holly splashed water on her round red face before removing her comb from her back pocket.  In vain she tried to manage her untamed tangled brown hair. 

Holly was so focused on her own reflection, she failed to see Stacey’s in the mirror beside her.  Until it was too late.  Stacey, Nancy, and Pam surrounded her.  “It’s not going to help, you fat witch,” Stacey hissed at her.  Stacey was the tallest of the three and the most vocal.  She had flaming red hair and a temper to match.  The other girls laughed. 

Holly tried to moved past them.  “Going somewhere?”  Pam asked and shoved her against the wall.  

The bell rang.  “Come on, guys, let’s leave this loser,” Stacey said. 

Holly sighed with relief and then crashed to the floor in a heap and began to sob.  I can’t take another year of this she thought.  Father McCourt may absolve her of all the hateful and ugly things she does, but I never will!  Holly vowed.  She went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to blow her nose.  Someone entered the stall beside her.  She went back to the sink to wash her hands and dried her eyes.  A toliet flushed and Stacey came out of the stall.  “Why are you still here?” She asked.

“Stacey, I know you are skipping class again and I’m going to tell Mom when we get home.” 

“You mean, my mom?”  Stacey said as she shoved her against the wall.  Then she pulled open the bathroom door and disappeared down the hall.

Written for Three Word Wednesday using week’s words:
absolve, hiss, ridicule

Published in: on October 14, 2010 at 5:15 PM  Comments (3)  

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  1. I feel a “Fight Club” moment coming on….

  2. I like how you have ended this piece – there is a lot more to be told I fear! I hope Holly finds her voice..thanks for your visit..Jae

  3. Sometimes children have their own bastion! Some win, some lose!!Love the flow of story

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