Someone has been naughty

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Dahlia

The alarm rang.

Matilda!

I mean school!

But still, Matilda!

I can't believe I get to spend my whole senior year with her. Ugh!
I stood up and entered the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror.

"Jesus Christ! Is that me?!" I grumbled to myself. You know if an orangutan and a chimpanzee mated? What that offspring would look like? That's exactly what I look like right now.

My curly hair stood out showing the different cardinal points. And my eye bags were so huge, my whole allowance could fit in it and there would still be enough space.

Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating. But you get what I mean.

Let's not speak of my morning breathe. Horrible.

I sluggishly did my morning routine, wore a black romper, denim jacket and my trusty Nike converse before stepping out of the bathroom.

Taking a glance at the house that was directly opposite mine which has been empty for two years now. The room opposite mine was empty not the whole house.

The Parkers used to live there and they were the worst. Their daughter that owned the room next to mine was a big time slut, considering that her parents were never home.

Every time I would hear moaning noises from her room. Sometimes she forgets to close her curtains. Don't even ask what I saw.

Now, it was an 80 year old man that lived there. Nobody visited him and I usually feel pretty bad about it so I go to his house with sugar free cakes and chat with him.

I couldn't help but notice the Jeep that parked in front of the yard.

I have never r seen it before and it left me to wonder if his kids finally remembered him because he always talked about his grandson that he knew when he was very little.

A sigh escaped my mouth as I carried my bag and left for school.

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"I'm not going to leave you again I promise" Olley said as he trailed behind me.

"Oliver Lavender go to your locker and leave me alone" I turned to look at him.

"What the fuck is on your locker" he said totally ignoring me. He stormed to my locker and dragged of the paper taped to it.

"Holy shit who would do this?" He hissed.

The paper had a picture of me, not a good picture, a really horrible one saying that I was adopted.

"I have one accurate idea, Matilda" I groaned.

"Okay this is just sick" he walked down the halls.

"Olley hold up I can handle her myself!" I yelled running behind him. Of course his walking was way faster than than my running. I am just too bad at anything that requires my strength and energy.

By the time I caught up with him, he was already at Matilda's locker yelling curses at her face.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Matilda?!" He hissed.

"I don't understand why are you yelling at me" she said acting all innocent.

"Pictures saying my twin sister is adopted, seriously can't you come up with something more original?!" He tore the paper and threw it on her face.

"Oliver calm down" Nika tried to touch his arm but the hard glare he gave her made her think other wise.

"I didn't do it!" She screamed.

"Yeah you didn't. You just show your disgusting face in my school and you think you can rule it" He hissed. "You think this is some fucking movie where you get to be the fucking center of attention. Well guess what? You got my fucking attention okay?! And trust me it's not a good thing"

Matilda just stared at him in shock.

"How many pictures are they?" He asked in a low voice this time but he still sounds deadly.

"Wha-  I-  " she stuttered

"How many fucking pictures did you print?!" His voice got higher.

"I didn't count" she managed to say.

Oh so you didn't do it. I mentally rolled my eyes.

He sighed in frustration " all I want is to not see any of those goddamn pictures around, so if I come across any, I swear I'm going to forget the fact you are a girl and beat the fuck outta you" he told her before he dragged me through the crowd he had formed.

"Someone is becoming a drama queen" Valerie chirped as soon as I found her in the crowd.

"This one, has always been a drama queen. It's not new" I laughed.

"I hope you roasted her good" she said and that only made a smirk grow on Olley's face.

"You are inflating his ego Val" I told her and she just laughed. "And next time I would like to handle her myself"

"Yeah sure I will maybe this time you will get paint all over your face" Olley said.

"That was totally unexpected!" I tried to defend myself but obviously it wasn't working because of the look they both wore on their faces.

*Dahlia Lavender please report to the principal's office immediately* the principal's voice was heard across the halls.

"What did you do?" Olley gave me a look.

"Someone has been naughty" Valerie smirked.

"I didn't do anything stupids!" I groaned and went to the principal's office.

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"Good morning Principal Stanford" I greeted as soon as I entered the office.

"Good morning Dahlia how are you?" He asked.

"Hopefully I'm fine" I cracked a nervous smile.

"I see you have been keeping up with your grades" he smiled. I didn't know when I sighed in relief.

"Yes sir" I replied "been doing my best"

"Well that's good keep it up and you might be the person to say the valedictory speech on your graduation" he smiled " I said might" he clarified before I got the chance to leap for joy in my head.

"That's not even the reason I brought you here, Dahlia that is Alexander Morgan. He is your student for the week show him around and make sure he understands the policy of this school" I turned to the dark haired boy.

How did I not notice him?! I stared blankly at the boy who just smiled at me. He wore a jean trousers and shirt with a black leather jacket. Giving him this bad boy aura.

"Okay you both may now leave my office" the principal dismissed us.

We both left the office and stood in a very awkward silence.

"So, I'm Dahlia Lavender and I will be showing you around" I smiled. He said nothing, just kept his face blank at me.

"Whoop this is going to be a long week" I grumbled pushing myself back and forth before sighing.

A/N
Chapter four whoop whoop!
I feel proud of myself for making it up to this chapter.
Pls don't forget to comment and vote.

Love,
G. I❤️
 

 

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