Awfully

The next few classes passed by without incident. Emma couldn't even pretend to be paying attention, but that didn't matter. Her teachers were used to her just sitting in the back of the class with her head down. She pulled her phone out of her backpack and saw texts from Sam asking how she was doing. Emma told her that she wanted to talk during lunch. Her brain felt like hot mush after everything that had happened. A good talk with her best friend would feel great; even if She still didn't know how much to tell her.

It's not like I can go up to Sam and say; "Hey guess what! I'm a demon in training now! Wanna fuck?"

that last thought made Emma's head spin off in a very strange direction.

The cafeteria was the usual chaos when Emma got there. She saw Sam waiting for her by the doorway. They hugged each other and went off the grab a tray of what the school called food. The two friends talked quietly about nothing in particular while they waited in line. Finally, Sam broached the subject.

"Girl, you've been acting all sorts of weird today. And...I don't know. You just seem different somehow. What's up? Is it jus what happened yesterday? Because, I bet nobody else is even thinking about it."

Sam's encouraging words were undercut by the sight of several kids looking back forth between Emma and their phones. Emma knew exactly what they were watching. She could almost feel their snickers. She instinctively ducked her head and turned away. That was when she ran smack into Lindsey Doolittle.

Her plastic cup of orange juice flew off her trey and drenched the front of Lindsey's designer outfit. A sheik of rage silenced the whole cafeteria.

"You stupid little bitch! Look what you did now! Can't you even see?!"

Emma couldn't move a muscle. All her defiance from the hallway this morning was gone. She felt like a tiny animal being attacked by a hungry predator.

Lindsey fixed her with murderous eyes. "I thought I told you to stay away from me and Clayton! I thought I made it very clear! What is this, you're attempt to get even?! Is that it?" Lindsey seized Emma's trey and dumped the contents on the floor. "Crazy stalkers like you aren't welcome around normal people! You hear me Lee?!"

Emma glanced around desperately for help from the watching crowd. This was exactly like yesterday. Everyone watching her, and no one on her side. Sam stepped forward and tried to say something.

"She didn't mean to! It was-"

"Oh shut up you dyke bitch!" That shut Sam up and she shrinks back.

Just then, Emma spots her sister Zoe. She is just sitting a nearby table. Emma tried to catch her eye. Zoe must hear what is happening to her twin, but she doesn't even look up. She was too used to ignoring Emma to care. Tears filled Emma's eyes, but she still couldn't move. Then she felt someone grab her skirt. Emma's eyes snap up just in time to see Lindsey lift up her ruined panties from earlier. They must have slipped and been dangling out from her tiny skirt pocket.

"What the fuck is this, Lee?" Lindsey said in disgust. "Did you shit yourself or...no wait. Have been masterbating in school and ruined your panties? Gross!"

Lindsey flung the panties back at Emma. They hit her in the face and fell to the ground. That was the last straw. Emma turned tail and fled from the cafeteria.