Class Villainess Chapter 2 - School Gate Of Hell

After my death, my tiny speck of consciousness spiraled down into a wormhole. Hot and cold sensations engulfed until there was serenity and silence around with only a gentle voice whispering into my ear.

[Three years…]

[Get your revenge within three years…]

[This is not just a simple high school, this is a war zone.]

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My breath was heavy as I tried to collect myself after that traumatic incident. I opened my eyes slowly, then after realizing this wasn't hell or heaven, I looked around in bewildernt, trying to grasp my current situation.

I saw students entering the school gate with cheery faces, so of them walked side by side with their friends, and so even ford groups while gossiping together.

None of them seed to be alone.

I didn't know what just happened, but as I stood in silence in front of the gate, soone suddenly bumped into and elbowed my arm.

"Ouch—" I winced. I could tell the one who elbowed was definitely a boy, a strong one.

"Move bitch, you're blocking the way!" a tall guy around 6 feet in height glared at for a second. His eyes widened, and then he looked away imdiately and mumbled sothing.

I couldn't hear what he was mumbling, but then again, I didn't care much because I was still trying to understand what was happening to .

Yes, I was the 'piggy' who'd had a horrible death before, with the pointy flower fence piercing my back, right through my heart. I thought I would leave this world and reach heaven or go down to hell. Whichever that was, I didn't care much.

I felt like my body was engulfed in hot and cold before the voice of a woman told to get my revenge in three years.

Wait… three years?!

I checked my watch to see the date.

[07.00 A.M.]

[August 18th, 2016.]

I held my breath as this new information seeped into my brain. This was three years ago, the first day of high school. The first day of my nightmare fueled life.

I looked up and saw the school's na on the gate.

-DarthMorth High School.-

This was the school gate of hell that had always greeted every morning, as I waited for for my next unique torture from those bitches and jerks inside.

Devils in high school boys and girls' bodies, who thought what they were doing was all fun and gas.

It seed that I had returned three years prior to when I was a freshman in this very high school. This was the start of it all.

What was this supernatural occurrence? Ti travel? Rebirth? Or maybe it was God that blessed due to my dying wish of wanting revenge.

I pinched my arm to make sure that I wasn't dreaming or hallucinating after my painful death.

I watched the students who passed by one by one to the school. I recognized so faces, though most of them were just templates to . But there was one thing for sure: They never pitied nor cared for . They were too busy saving themselves or having the tis of their life in high school recklessly.

I stood for a while until soone patted my shoulder. A girl suddenly stopped and stood in front of , "You're the new girl, right? The new neighbor near my house?"

I looked at the girl, a brunette with dium-length hair. She was quite pretty, wearing a plaid shirt and short pants.

"My na is Chrissy Miles. You can just call Chrissy," the girl said and stretched her hand out for a handshake.

Yeah, I know her. She was Chrissy Miles, the bitch who backstabbed after she joined that group with Jessica Lambert. She was so sweet to when we were in the first year, but she changed right after entering that gang.

I even rembered that she was one of the girls who had ganged up against on that prom night.

As much as I wanted to smash her head right here, right now, this wasn't the right ti.

I didn't know what happened to other than that I had returned three years prior to when I was just a freshman here.

I didn't know if these people also had the sa mories as I did or if they didn't rember anything about returning back in ti.

I also didn't know if anything had changed or everything just reverted back to exactly three years ago.

Thus, with a sweet smile, I shook her hands and introduced myself.

"Haha, yes… I'm new here. My na is Emlyn Jones. You can just call Emmy."

"Oh, Emmy! Let's go then. What's your first class, mine is History?"

"Yeah, mine as well," I nodded, still with a smile lingering on my lips.

"Then let's go!" Chrissy held my hands and dragged into the school gate of hell.

DarthMorth High School.