I Will Make Him Pay [ON HOLD]

Chapter 5: Plans and Lunch Tables

I can't stand him anymore. First, he shows me the wrong way to my locker then he humiliates with his shenanigans in Social Studies. After that he eats my candy and now does this video! I'm done with this boy, how can he be so annoying?! I need to make a plan to ruin him. A very embarrassing and good plan.

I chew on my hair a little bit, then go back to looking at Twitter. I have an addiction I know, stop judging. He is more popular than I was at my old school, it already has 3 retweets and 10 favorites. It posted 8 freaking minutes ago! It's two in the morning!

I start to worry myself. Nobody will want to be my friend or even talk to me. They will all think I'm one big scaredy cat who is too desperate for friends. I don't want to be that girl and I'm not that girl. It's easy to make an impression, but it's hard to change it.

I crawl into bed and finally rest in peace. Not seriously but you know what I mean.

I wake up the next morning and climb out of bed. My head is throbbing and my stomach aches, I did not get good sleep. Stupid Blake and his stupid little phone with his stupid little ego. I could erase that utterly disgusting smirk off his face right this minute.

I look through my neatly organized closet (so far) and find barely anything for winter. I was very unprepared for this move, I hardly have any winter clothing! I have tons of leggings and jeans so that's a plus, but lots of short sleeve shirts. I don't want to wear a short sleeve shirt on a cold day. It's not ethical.

I search through some boxes I'm too lazy to unpack and find a brand new cardigan. It still has the tag on it and everything, I didn't even know I had this! I grab a pink tank top that flowy at the bottom and put on this suspicious cardigan. It's knitted and blue, I must've never liked it before or something.

I go across the hall into the bathroom and start with brushing my teeth. I then put in my contacts and start with my makeup. I begin with the lighter eyeshadow and apply it onto the top part of my eyelid. Then, I grab a darker shade and apply to the lower part of my eyelid. I mix them together to make a perfect look for eyes, so far. After that I apply a little mascara then add lipstick to accent my outfit. Except I'm almost out of my favorite type.

Thanks to the classic moron living in the house next door to me.

I put my hair in a French braid and then go downstairs to eat some breakfast. I look and see that my mother bought some donuts last night. Yes! I grab an chocolate frosted donut with sprinkles (my favorite) and scrunch it down. That was delicious.

I look at the time and notice I'm behind schedule. I hurry to put on my blue combat boots and sprint towards the door. I walk and see the bus arriving just in time. Great, the best part of the day. I notice the seats rent as crowded as they were yesterday. But still, they are crowded enough for me not to find a loner seat.

I look around and see the girl who I sat with yesterday morning, she is alone again. I go down the aisle to her seat when she gives me the death glare. I decide to sit next to her, anyways. I would rather sit with her than the boys in the back.

"Are you fricking kidding me?" She asks in a low tone.

"Nope," I say slowly.

"You better not sit with me tomorrow or I will seriously hurt you," she gives me the death glare once again.

"With what? You do realize there are video cameras on here. If you were to throw a punch at me, you could get suspended." I say it in a smart and intimidating tone.

"You really don't know who I am, do you?" She looks up at me with her goth makeup applied onto her face.

"No..." I say it strangely.