what happens when the school's biggest bully picks the wrong black girl to mess with Sterling Heights Academy private prestigious and if you ask the right students exclusive in all the wrong ways it was a place where last names mattered more than First Impressions where who you were wasn't half as important as who you knew and on a crisp Thursday morning Sterling Heights was about to learn a lesson it wouldn't forget it started like any other day chapter 1 the setup Amara Johnson rounded the corner on the second floor backpack slung over one shoulder earbuds in
as Kendrick Lamar's lyrics fueled her brisk Pace AP Calculus in 5 minutes quiz coming up zero time for distractions but fate or maybe something Messi a had different plans because there he was standing dead center in the hallway like a scene straight out of a corny villain movie was Preston Langston 6'2 in inches blonde hair that was probably professionally maintained muscles carve from years of football and a grin that made most of the girls swo though not for the reasons they'd admit out loud Preston was the king here or at least he thought he was
and today his sights were locked on Amara she didn't need to hear his voice to know where this was going well well Preston drawled as he leaned lazily against a row of Cherrywood lockers his tone oozed arrogance his words dipped in mockery look what we have here you sure you're in the right place Johnson students slowed their Pace some stopped walking all together the hallway buzzed with unspoken anticipation nobody intervened they knew better Sterling Heights had Unwritten rules and rule number one was if Preston Langston picked his Target you stayed out of it Amara inhaled
slowly tightening her grip on her backpack strap she wasn't in the mood not to day move she said her tone even I don't have time for your nonsense wrong answer Preston's grin widened you think you can talk to me like that he took a step closer his frame casting a shadow over her you don't belong here Johnson this school isn't for people like he shoved her harder than necessary not hard enough to knock her down but hard enough to make a statement a warning a challenge a mistake gasps echoed through the the corridor phones appeared
in hands like magic wands this wasn't bullying anymore this was entertainment Amara exhaled tilting her head as her dark eyes locked onto his you really don't want to do this she said come dangerously calm Preston chuckled or what you going to cry to teacher go ahead little girl and then he shoved her again harder this time Amara sighed that was it he'd asked for it she dropped her backpack ATT in one swift movement before Preston could blink she grabbed his wrist pivoted her hips and flipped him over her shoulder like he weighed nothing he hit
the ground with a sickening thud the hallway went silent for the first time in his life Preston Langston wasn't on top he wasn't The King Of Anything flat on his back he stared up at the ceiling his mouth slightly open his pride shattered into a million sharp little pieces and then came the noise oh my God someone shrieked then came the laughter then the Applause then the cheers Amara picked up her backpack slung it over her shoulder and stepped over him like he was a crack in the sidewalk told you she said casually the crowd
erupted high fives phone's recording someone even shouted world star Preston groaned as he rolled onto his side his face flushed deep red his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white this wasn't over not even close chapter 2 aftershocks by lunchtime everyone knew there wasn't a single person in Sterling Heights who hadn't seen the video Amar flipping Preston Langston had gone viral on every social platform and the caption rich kid gets wrecked by black girl at elite private school comments rolled in faster than anyone could keep up yo she's a ninja did you see that
flip she needs to teach me how to do that for Amara it was surreal people who had never spoken to her before were asking to sit with her in the cafeteria students who'd spent years acting like she was invisible were now hanging on her every word but not everyone was smiling Preston wasn't humiliated he was Furious and he wanted Revenge chapter 3 the invitation by the next morning Sterling Heights was still buzzing Amara could feel the stairs wherever she went some were admiring some were wey some were ominous she ignored them mostly but maybe she
shouldn't have because when her phone buzzed during fourth period the message was simple Anonymous number meet me at the gym after school noas let's settle this she didn't hesitate of course it was Preston and of course he wanted a rematch she wasn't afraid maybe she should have been chapter 4 the gym Sterling Heights Academy's gym was massive High ceilings gleaming floors Championship banners swaying from the rafters at 4:15 p.m. it looked empty emphasis on looked Amara stepped inside her sneakers squeaking faintly on the polished wood the door slammed shut behind her she wasn't alone big
mistake coming here Johnson came Preston's voice he stepped out from behind the bleachers and he wasn't alone behind him were three guys Jace Ethan Marcus his boys big loyal dumb as bricks four against one cute you must really be scared of me Amara said Crossing her arms Preston's face twitched shut up he snapped he took another step forward his eyes darker meaner this isn't about fear it's about respect no Amara said calmly it's about revenge Preston smirked call it whatever you want just know when the is over you'll never forget your place her stomach Twisted
at those words she'd heard them before for people like him people who thought they owned places like Sterling Heights people who thought she didn't belong she took a breath steady focused Preston swung first sloppy wide full of Rage no control she dodged easily amateur then Jace lunged she ducked swept his legs out from under him he hit the L with a grunt Ethan came next tried to grab her from behind bad idea she drove her elbow into his ribs hard he doubled over gasping Marcus hesitated big mistake she pivoted kicked him Square in the chest
he flew backward like a ragd doll three down one left Preston's face was pure Fury now he rushed her desperate wild weak she dodged every punch then bam a quick powerful kick to his gut sent him staggering she grabbed his collar slammed him to the floor hard he lay there stunned she crouched next to him her voice low and dangerous don't ever touch me again chapter 5 the shift the gym was silent Preston groaned rolling onto his side his boys still lay on the ground defeated humiliated Again by morning Sterling Heights had new Queen no
one feared Preston anymore they feared Amara no one whispered behind her back they whispered about what she might do if you cross her and Preston he learned the hard way there are some people in this world you just don't mess with like what you read hit that subscribe button more insane stories coming soon
