BAMBOOZLED

No Hard Feelings

*Monica's POV*

I hate Vicelia Richardson. I hate her so much. She has done nothing but ruin my life. Sometimes I wish she was dead.

Maybe that's why I tried to kill her.

To be fair, I was pushed to the edge. For almost half a decade Vice had taken anything I had ever wanted. Especially boys. Okay, always boys, but that's enough.

Why did she have to take almost every single boy I had ever liked? And what's even worse is she would just toss them aside afterwards like they meant nothing. They meant something to me. To her they were expendable. So I was possibly losing out on the love of my life so they could shag Vice Richardson for a few weeks.

It made me sick.

When I first met Vice, I knew I had to be friends with her. She was the most fun girl in our year and everyone loved her. We didn't end up being super close because of Megan. But not being her best friend and just her friend still meant catching even an ounce of the attention that would drip off of her, so I of course had to do that.

That was going well until fifth year.

I was dating Graham Montague. He was cute and popular and a Quidditch player. I swear I was in love with him. We had only been dating for a month when I noticed something weird going on.

"So anyways, I was telling Meg that Matty totally likes her. Vice said he'll probably ask her out, but I planted the seed, so if they become a couple, they definitely owe it to me and-Graham are you listening?"

"Um, sorry I missed that." His attention was behind me.

I turned around and saw that Vice Richardson had just strutted into the Great Hall. She had a smile on her face as her hips swished dramatically. She was about to make an announcement.

"Good morning my snake friends!" She announced, tossing her curly hair out of her face.

"Good morning Vice!" Everyone responded. I envied how much attention she commanded.

"Who wants to see some muggle shit?" Vice asked as she slid onto the table, instead of the bench.

People surrounded her immediately. I don't know where she got all this muggle stuff from, but everyone was fascinated by them.

Graham got up. "Where are you going babe?" I asked.

"To look at Vice. I mean her muggle thing. I'll be back." He said walking away.

I decided to see what Vice had this time. She had a long cylinder and when she pressed a button, light seemed to shoot out of it.

"What do muggles use it for?" Megan asked Vice.

"To see in the dark I guess." Vice shrugged. "I guess it makes sense if they're not talented enough to do magic. This is kind of neat though."

"Where do you find this stuff, Vice?" Graham asked, with a grin.

"Wouldn't you like to know." She smirked.

"There's a lot I'd like to know that you could tell me."

What the hell? Is he flirting with her? In front of my face. I grabbed his hand. He casually slipped his hand out of mine when Vice looked in our direction. What was going on?

Lucian Dole pushed through the crowd. Vice smiled when she saw him. "Hello handsome."

"How did I know you were at the center of this crowd?" He shook his head in amusement.

"I'm at the center of everything." Vice said simply.

I hated how true that was.

"Definitely at the center of Lucian's thoughts." Matty laughed.