Lay with me

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Earlier that day...

The second I walked into class I saw Olivia and Mark. Olivia is wearing a short pink skirt with long white socks and black sneakers. She also has a white top and a matching jacket. Her long blonde hair is in ponytail with a white scrunchie. That skirt is definitely too short to wear at school, but she really doesn't give a f. As always she is chewing a gum and sometimes takes it out to play with it. It's so disgusting, I'll never understand why she does that.

Mark is in a black hoodie and black skinny jeans. Also wears black converse. I actually have no idea why he always wears black, but I can't judge him, I'm wearing the same outfit as yesterday.

I never look to into my clothes too much, I just don't think it matters in school. I'm wearing my dad's light blue hoodie and a pair of leggings. I also wear my nike air force. I wear what's really comfortable, so that's why I always look bad. I have my brown hair in a messy bun, some hair is falling out of my bun on my face, but I think that's how messy bun should look like, right?

I step into my class, I have math now. This classroom is really basic. There is teacher's desk in the front and a writing board. Olivia started staring at me with her awful look. She actually sometimes scares me with it, because I have no idea what she is thinking.

She took out her chewing gum and said something to Mark. I couldn't hear it, but I know it was about me, because the second she stopped talking, Mark looked at me too. He opened his mouth, so I kind of just stopped moving and looked at him, waiting for him to say something stupid again.

They were the popular faces in our school. Everyone knew this duo, they were like celebrities here. Every girl tried to copy Olivia and every boy tried to copy Mark. I swear, my school was this pinkish black school. Olivia always has something pink and Mark ALWAYS wears black. Olivia even has a pink mini cooper with pink seats and pink everything.

I hate pink. I think this color is the ugliest color of them all. Every time I see pink, I imagine a farm with pink pigs. To be honest, this view sometimes helps me to ignore Olivia. I just imagine her as a pig. She ruined pigs for me, I used to love them and now..

It's weird how people just don't know how to live their own life. There are always those, who you look up to. I think we all have someone who we copy or just wish we looked like them. But have you ever thought if they had their someone they look up to? What if they hate being who they are, because they don't look like someone in their dreams?

Well I'm pretty sure Olivia doesn't have this problem. She loves herself. She loves her little Olivias (girls who look up to her). They're like her helpers. It's sick. I don't understand how someone can manipulate others. They do what she says to. There even was a rumor that she forced one girl named Dianthe to steal from her mom a necklace and give it to Olivia.

Dianthe is really shy and quiet girl. She is 17, so a year younger than us. She is really pretty and smart. She also has a lot of friends, so I have no idea why she is one of Olivia's toys. Although she couldn't say anything before her, because Dianthe is too shy. It's funny, that actually Dianthe means quiet in Greek. I just think her parents knew what they were doing..

I should be happy that such "celebrities" go to the same class as me, but believe me, I hate it. I'm not popular, but everyone definitely knows me. I'm known as the fire girl, because I don't think, I just fire back. No one should make fun of me, I'm not a clown or something. So Olivia and Mark just can't let me live my life. They always have to say something, because they hate if anyone says something back. I just can't be quiet. I know it's a bad thing, but it's just me.