Sincerely, Haley (Wilder Series #4)

11. Deteriorating

Sorry this is a few hours late, I pulled an all nighter lol.

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"Good Morning students," Ms. Stone announces over the intercom

I am currently in the middle of second period taking a test.

They do this every week so that they can 'get a feel as to how much of the curriculum we have assimilated'.

Yeah, right.

"The principal and I have just finished tallying up all of the ballots and we have your official Prom Queen Court," the woman say

I furrow my eyebrows at this.

Prom Queen Court?

I have literally never heard that phrase before.

"These three lucky individuals are Stevie Mahogany," she begins to list off

She's on the school's senior presidential board.

A nobody.

"Farrah Harlow," she continues to call out

A cheerleader and a club owner.

Her club has something to do with helping the unfortunate.

Oh-

I could totally do that for my college transcript!

Maybe I should befriend her.

"And last but not least, Haley Wilder" Ms. Stone says as she keeps up her end of the deal

I smirk at this.

Honestly I was expecting her to back out of it.

"Congratulations Haley" the teacher congratulates me

I ignore him and take my phone out of my pocket.

I quickly unlock said phone, clicking on the messages icon and clicking my sister's contact.

'I won, be here in an hour with four pizzas, two cheese and two pepperoni' I text Hanna before putting my cellphone back in my pocket

I am going to win this.

No matter what it takes.

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"Thanks for the math curriculum help, Stone" I say

I do not trust her that much.

We are in her office, meaning that I am sure that she has had plenty of time to bug the place.

I hand her back the pink slip that she gave me earlier except it contains a folded up cheque for five hundred dollars inside of it.

I swiftly make my way out of her office and down the hallway.

"Haley!" I hear someone call out from behind me

I mentally groan and roll my eyes.

"Ruby!" I yell back with a tone of faux enthusiasm

This is my first time of seeing her today and she looks pretty normal.

As if she hasn't been deceiving me for two months straight.

"Hey, can we talk?" She asks

I furrow my eyebrows at her.

"I would love to, but I have pizza to distribute" I inform her with false guilt