by Paula Russell-Peters
“This is an interesting story …” – JUDGE
It was another hot, sticky day at school. It was the kind of weather that made people irritable and made tempers hotter than usual: that was why Raina was sitting alone on the window sill of her grade six classroom at lunchtime. Normally she would have been hanging out with Trinity and Deshawna and maybe Sasha, but she just wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone: not even Trinity. Just then who would appear but Trinity herself? She had stormed off the field and had marched right up to Raina.
“Why did you tell Sasha what I said about her?” Trinity shouted at Raina.
Raina bravely looked up into the angry brown face of her friend.
“Trinity, you’re too dangerous sometimes. You’re always talking about Sasha, yet you’re always the first to beg her when she has something. You need to stop it,” Raina replied calmly.
Trinity’s body shook with anger. She pointed a finger in Raina’s face.
“Anybody more dangerous than you? You know you’re only talking with Sasha because she has money today!” Trinity yelled.
“Girl, just get your finger out of my face!” Raina replied rising up and trying to get pass Trinity.
“You mash me!” Trinity yelled.
“Whatever,” Raina said, walking away.
That was the last straw for Trinity. She angrily pulled Raina’s long ponytail. Raina yelled in pain and swiftly turned around. She punched Trinity in her face. Trinity was not one to take a hit like that and soon the two girls were pelting each other with blows.
“Cat fight!” Chris yelled.
Children swarmed around like ants. It was things like this that made school worth coming to.
“Hit her again!”
“You can’t take that, girl!”
The girls got even more vicious. The crowd went wild with glee. This fight was sweeeet!
Mr. James ran onto the scene and through the mob and tried to separate the two girls.
“Let me go!” Trinity shouted thrashing around and trying to get at Raina. Mr. James couldn’t control the girls on his own.
“Steven, grab Raina!” Mr. James ordered.
Finally, the fight was broken up and the girls were dragged to the office. Both girls were a sight to see. They were both huffing and puffing and they were both in a mess. The right side of Trinity’s face was swollen and Raina had a long scratch on her face and the two top buttons of her shirt were gone. Raina began to cry. Her tears though could not save her from her punishment. They both got six of the best from Mr. Henry and even the tough- acting Trinity started to cry.
For two days after that the two girls did not utter one word to each other. Deshawna looked at the two girls and shook her head. She marched over to Raina and pulled her in front of Trinity.
“Talk to her,” Deshawna pleaded.
Raina turned her head away and folded her arms.
“Just stop it Raina, you know you miss crazy Trinity,” Deshawna said.
“I don’t like you, you know Deshawna!” Trinity retorted hotly.
“Trinity, you know you miss Fooly Raina,” Deshawna continued.
“Hey!” Raina cried in shock.
Trinity giggled. Then all three girls burst out laughing.
“You see I made you friends again?” Deshawna boasted.
“Whatever,” Trinity and Raina said together.
“Let’s go and find Sasha. I think she has plenty money today,” Trinity said with a naughty wink.
“I could well do with a suck- a- bubby,” Raina admitted in jest.
The three girls left the class laughing and joking. The big fight was forgotten.
Author’s bio: Paula Russell-Peters, second and third place for the Teachers Prize in the 2014 Wadadli Pen Challenge, is a teacher at T N Kirnon. Growing up she was a book-worm and as an adult she still enjoys reading. She sees reading and writing as being intertwined and believes that writing can be therapeutic and a creative way to express emotions.
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