The Bully Network, Part One, Page 2

 

  All three of us girls take pride in our appearance, skinny without looking like a spider and curvy without looking like a pig. Well, two of us. I think Jenny is thinking about dropping Harriet, since the poor thing is stupid as a Primary School child and as ugly as a pig. Actually, I hope that she is thinking about dropping her, because I am.

 

  In Phys Ed, we were playing Netball, and Jenny came very close to me. We were both very adept at most subjects, unlike Harriet, without being called swots, which meant that we could get away with talking in most lessons. Not that we cared.

 

  "Do you actually like Harriet?" She asked me.

  "What, piggy features? Um, no!" I laughed. She laughed too.

  "You think I should drop her?"

  "Of course I do! I honestly feel embarrassed, hanging around with that." I nodded my head to piggy features, who was flailing her body fat around and trying to score. We both almost fell about laughing, but composed ourselves enough to defend our hoop more than once.

 

  At half time we were swapped, both to attacking positions, and we scored no end of shots. Piggy features looked like she needed to lie in some mud and cool down, I told Jenny, but I think she took me seriously, and tripped up Harriet. She landed in a patch of mud outside of the court, and got in trouble for 'Stepping out of the court' and 'Getting her kit dirty'. I distinctively heard Jenny say to the unfortunate Harriet, "Take this as your suspension, forever. Piggy features." I almost started giggling all over again!

 

  After Phys Ed we had to get changed and gallop off to Science, meeting up with the boys and telling them of our decision. Oliver suggested that we make her pay twice the normal rate, for eating up twice the food, and that set us off laughing until we got to the Science block. We poked fun at Harriet all the way, as she was walking quite close to us. Then, as we neared Lab 4, Jenny spat at Harriet.

 

  "Go away, piggy features. You think we want to be seen with you?"

 

  She aimed a kick at Harriet, and made her squeal as we lined up outside Lab 4 by pinching her, then made us all smile and laugh quietly by saying:

 

  "Can someone stop the pig squealing?"

 

  All I hope is that I never get on the wrong side of Jenny. But that'll never happen. Hopefully.