~Chandler's POV~
After class, Derek continued to talk about the new girl. "...Her legs are perfect, and--" I glare towards him as she shoves past us. "Derek, please! I don't give a shit for your obession over the bitch." I bark towards him, causing people to turn with wide eyes.
Derek stops, rolling his eyes. "Chandler, you don't scare me. I could kick your scrawny ass." He laughed out before stalking after the bitch. Or whatever her name is. But I do remember her last name. Her father is the head of a big company and our gang has sent threats towards her father and family before. Why we did, it's hard to explain.
Headed towards lunch, Derek had already sneaked his arm around the bitch's shoulder, smiling a sickely sweet smile in her innocent face. "Looks like I'll be alone for lunch.." I murmur grumply, sitting down at a round table and jerking out my phone before Derek and the blonde headed chick sat down in front of me.
"This is Taylor." He said in a clipped voice in my direction. I look up, smiling fakely. "Hey, Miss Bitch" I say sweetly before looking back at my phone.
"Hey, asshole!"
The cafeteria quiets as she shouts in my face. "I don't know why you hate me, but I'd suggest you shut the hell up before I kick your scrawny ass!" Derek pulled her back down as I stand, slamming my hands on the table. "Well, if your asshole of a father hadn't had got me ARRESTED, maybe I'd like you, skank." I spit out viciously before walking away angerly.
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