Chapter Two

Tracy wanted to join the other students in laughing but she stopped herself knowing it's really sad, she doesn't know the meaning.

She held her hand and still she was still dancing.

"Lydia is a bitch." She screamed happily and the students laughed louder, Tracy felt so sorry for her and held her shoulders so she would stop dancing.

"No, stop dancing, bitch is a bad word."

Tracy said trying to confuse her but all she believed at that moment was that bitch is a good word.

"Lydia." Tracy suddenly called realizing she only understands her name most times. She suddenly remained calm and pouted which made her look so cute and funny.

"Lydia is not a bitch, bitch is a bad word."

"Lydia is not bitch.?" She asked sadly.

"Yes but you are a superhero."

"But Lydia wants to be a bitch." She said and Tracy sighed knowing there is no possible way to confuse her. She rolled her eyes and pulled her along with her to the cafeteria.

They got there and Tracy bought food for both of them and carried both their trays to a table. She dropped it and sat down while Lydia remained standing.

"Lydia sit.?" She asked and Tracy nodded, she smiled and sat down.

She suddenly played with her hair and Tracy pushed the food to her.

"Lydia eat.?"

"Yes." She nodded and Lydia giggled happily.

She suddenly took the spoon and threw it away.

"I have ten spoons." She said happily and used her hands to eat.

Everyone in the cafeteria kept talking about her and was watching her, Tracy just smiled and used the little towel with her to clean her hands.

"Should I feed you.?"

"Mummy feeds me."

Tracy took a spoon of the food and slowly put it in her mouth. She chewed with her mouth opened and Tracy giggled.

Tracy ate out of her food and when she was okay she focused on feeding Lydia, suddenly Lydia felt someone pull her hair and push her off the chair.

She fell and giggled on the floor, Tracy rushed to her and one of the school bullies held her down.

"Please don't bully her, she is so innocent," Tracy yelled and the bullies ignored her.

They suddenly took her bag and threw it on the floor, Lydia stood up and bent to pick it but they kept moving it forward and she kept following it innocently.

"Tracy my bag is moving." She yelled and Tracy groaned trying to get free from the fool holding her.

The head bully picked the bag and poured the books in it on the floor. Lydia gasped and quickly bent to pick them.

She picked them and placed them back in her bag.

"Sorry, it poured away." She apologized and carried her back.

"She is so stupid." One of them laughed and she also laughed.

"Am not stupid, am Lydia." She smiled and walked to Tracy.

"Leave my friend alone." She said and bit the hand of the guy holding Tracy, he groaned in pain and let go of her.

Tracy carried her bag and she pulled Lydia and ran out of the cafeteria with her.

"Why are we running? What about my new friends.?"

"They are not your friends, they are bullies."

"Bullies. Bullies are those who take advantage of the weak and do bad things to them." She explained and Tracy almost cried.

She can define a bully but doesn't know she is being bullied.

"Lydia is hungry."

"Here," Tracy said and gave her a burger. She smiled happily and started eating it. The bell rang and she suddenly jumped on Tracy.

"Relax, it's the school bell." She nodded but still held Tracy.

Tracy sighed and held her hand as they walked to class together.

"Tracy." Lydia suddenly called immediately they sat on their seat.

"Yes, Lydia.?"

"My birthday is today."

"Really?" Tracy said happily.

"Yes, and it was also yesterday." She said again and Tracy almost hit herself for believing her. She should have known.

The school was finally over but not with students not talking about the latest psycho in school, a brilliant psycho.

They walked to the parking lot and Tracy sighed when she saw her driver, she can't just leave her alone. How will she get home all by herself?

Lydia suddenly remembered what her mum said and walked to the same spot her mum told her to wait for her.

Tracy looked around for her and saw her waiting on a spot.

"What are you doing?"

"Mummy said Lydia should wait for her here."

"Oh, your mum is coming?"

"Mother is coming."

"Oh," Tracy muttered and sighed.

"Mother," Lydia yelled waving at a middle-aged woman running towards them.

"Hey baby," The woman said and hugged Lydia when she got to her.

"Am waiting here."

"Yes good girl." She cooed and ruffled her hair.

"Bye Tracy" She giggled and suddenly pecked Tracy's forehead just like her mother did to her in the morning.

Tracy smiled and watched as she walked away with her mother.

They got home and Lydia sat on the couch.

"Mother am a bitch."

"No don't say that bitch is a bad word."

"Someone said am a bitch."

"You are not baby, it's a bad word."

She nodded and her mum took off her sneakers. She took off her uniform herself and head to the room. She dropped her clothes on the floor and picked a gown she likes wearing.

Her mum walked into the room and smiled seeing she is dressed already.

"Let's go."

Her mum held her hand and picked her sandals, she wore them for her and they both walked out.

They walked out of the house and Lydia kept licking her lips in a funny way that made her mother laugh, she also laughed and continued.

Her mother was heading back to her place of work, that has been their routine. She comes back from school and her mother takes her back to work.

They got to work and walked in, everyone there all knew Lydia well and waved to her as she waved to them.

Lydia sat on her regular seat and watched her mother get back to work. She was suddenly feeling bored and stood up.

She walked out of the restaurant and started walking into the streets. She turned to a corner and came across a lonely route.

She walked down the route and saw a black car, she smiled and touched it.

A guy suddenly walked out from it and gave her a questioning look, it's a guy her age range.

"How can I help miss?" He asked and she stared at him.

She thought he looked like Santa in her dreams.

"Santa?" She called happily and the guy wondered what she meant.

"Santa" She called happily again and hugged the guy