-Sara's POV-

I quickly washed my hands in the bathroom when the door opened. Turning my head to look at who it was, I met the brown doe eyes of Malia. As soon as she met my look, her face twisted into a look of annoyance while walking past the sink and into a toilet stall. I rolled my eyes, glaring at her as she dodged my attempt to bump her shoulder.

When she locked the bathroom stall, I continued doing my eyeliner, focusing on the natural glow my skin emitted under the bathroom light. Suddenly, the door swung open again and in came three girls wearing short skirts and tight white blouses paired with a black tie.

One girl connected her eyes with mine before I looked away, minding my business and sharpening the wing of my thick winged liner. I felt their presence walking towards me and soon they came into my vision, standing next to me to fix their hair and makeup.

I was okay with it until I smelt a pungent strong scent and the sound of spraying. I turned my head to face them, "Stop spraying perfume. I can't breathe." I rolled my eyes, pushing myself more towards the mirror and over the sink, to get a more precise wing. Wolves had a sensitive sense of smell and anything too strong could really hurt our lungs and possibly give us a headache.

"What'd she say?!" the one spraying the perfume asked her brunette friend, smacking on her gum while continuing to spray the perfume over her blonde friend.

"I don't know HAHAHA!" her blonde friend cackled, flipping her hair.

My lungs started to constrict from the burning smell of citrus as I started to fall into a fit of coughs. "I said stop spraying your f*cking perfume!" I said more confidently, glaring at the gum chewing bimbo.

In perfect synchronisation, all three of them turned to face me with disgusted faces.

"Brii, is she serious?" The brunette's accent was heavy and raspy.

"I fink she is serious." the 'leader' snickered, crossing her arms and popping her right hip out.

Brii stepped closer to me but I didn't back down. I am definitely not the same whiny kid I was last year. I glared at her, holding her stare while growling and showing my royal status.

"Oooooo.." her backups fanned the fire, smirking.

I furrowed my eyebrows at them but when I looked back, Brii's hand was inches away from my face before it whacked my nose flat against her palm.

"ARGH!!!" I let out a grunt, holding my nose and stumbling back with my eyes screwed shut in pain.

Two pairs of hands wrapped around me; one holding my head by my hair and one keeping my arms behind my back. I looked up to see Brii stalking towards me like a predator does to its prey. Her hair flipped to the side, her hips swinging left and right like a psychotic clown.

"Get off me-!" a hand connected with my jaw, nearly punching it out of place. I let out another scream of pain.

"Let's see how you like this." Brii and her duo snickered, lifting my head and holding it in place while Brii started to spray my face with her citrus perfume.

I shook my head, coughing and screaming while kicking my feet everywhere. All I could hear was laughs as my eyes started to sting and breathing restricted again. I cried out, yelling while tears started to pour out of the cracks between my closed eyes.

The laughs started to get louder as if they were enjoying my panicked state until someone's voice interrupted us.

"SHUT THE F*CK UP, IM TAKING A SH*T!" Malia screamed from the bathroom stall and everyone froze, giving me a chance to gasp for breath. My knees felt like jelly as I hit the floor, choking for air desperately.

Brii whispered to her friends while a flush was heard from the bathroom stall. I thought it was over and they'd leave but unfortunately that wasn't the case. A sharp kick bashed into my stomach, throwing me onto my side and into the wall. I let out another scream, cradling my stomach and staying on the floor.

Brii pulled my head up to face the ceiling by my hair. I whimpered before she slapped my cheek, cracking my head to the side. I couldn't let a noise out before another snapped down on the same cheek.

"YES BRII-" the brunette cheered, walking towards us. Out of nowhere, a bathroom stall door flew into her body, smashing her against the wall at full speed. Brii dropped my head in absolute shock.

With my eyes half open, I saw Malia walk out the now doorless stall with her sleeves rolled up. She rolled her tongue against the inside of her mouth while sighing. "Did I not tell you to shut up?" she raised her eyebrows at Brii.historical

She casually strolled out, making her way towards the sink and turning on the water to wash her hands. The silence was held for a while, the blonde friend running to help the brunette.

In a flash, Brii flashed towards Malia with her mana fully activated. She let out a battle cry, making it a few steps near Malia before she was stopped. Malia caught her face in her palms in a satisfying motion, freezing Brii an arms length away from her.

Everyone stopped in fear and anticipation again, waiting to see her next move. Brii was paralysed by fear. Her face was squished against Malia's hold.

"Have some manners." she said before swinging Brii's body up in the air by her face and smashing her down into the sink. The sink crumbled under the shocking force and so did Brii's spine. She made no scream, an instant light out.

Water gushed out of the pipe and over Brii. Not long after, the water pooled around Brii, mixing with her blood into a light red colour. Did she just kill her?

My eyes widened, pushing myself up despite my stinging cheek, aching jaw, throbbing nose and burning stomach. "I didn't need your help." I huffed, gulping as I met her calm gaze.

Her jaw clenched slightly and her fists tightened, showing off her strong knuckles and silver rings. I still wore the one she gave me. It was pretty. I automatically circled my ring around my index finger, spacing out while staring at her clenched fist.

Her fists loosened, snapping me out of my trance. Crap, she noticed me staring at her hands. Stop being an idiot Sara! I cleared my throat, snapping back to her face. She stared back at me with a confused face. I shrugged, my cheeks turning more red from embarrassment.

This caused her to slightly smirk while pushing her hands into her pocket. She brang out a small item from her pocket and threw it at me, expecting me to catch it. It slipped through my fingers making her laugh. I looked down to see an ointment for swelling and bruises. I picked it up and when I turned to tell her I don't need her stupid ointment, she was gone.

I hate her.

I squeezed the ointment and put a blob on my finger, turning to the mirror to notice the blonde girl was still in the corner, shaking like a leaf. I smirked at her through the mirror, satisfied with the scared look on her face before washing my ruined makeup off and applying the ointment.

It was cool against my skin and for some reason, it gave me a slight excitement. It was soothing and relaxed my bruises like ice. I sighed as the pain faded.

Soon, Zeref will like me. All I need to do is get Malia out of the picture.