Riches To Rags

Chapter 12

S K Y L E R

"Who do you think you are to cut to the front of the line?" Lana asked after shoving me.

I sighed, ignored her then paid for my lunch and turned to leave.

"Oops." She remarked after bumping into me deliberately.

"Do you have a death wish?" I ask with a toxic glare.

"Take off your Blazer and wipe this stain off me." She commanded and I scoff.

"First of all, don't try to copy me you third class wannabe." I shot back at her.

"It's not me that's the third class, it's you, you nasty bitch."

"Listen up everyone!" She called the attention of the whole cafeteria. "You all know Skyler Richmond, she's now a total outcast and if I see anyone talk to her or act nice to her that person would be committing social suicide. Y'all got that?" She said and then smirked before turning to leave.

I dusted invisible dirt from my short plaid shirt and went back to the lunch stand. As I approached it, people shifted away from me as if I was diseased or something.

Even better for me.

I walked straight up to the front and bought a salad since Lana ruined the one I got earlier. As I walked past people would gossip about me.

To test everything out, I walked over to a group it strange looking kids and they got up and left.
Works perfectly well. I hated people anyway and I needed some alone time.

I glanced over to the seats at the other top of the cafeteria and saw Lana sitting on my spot, having lunch with my friends and my boyfriend beside her.

I let out a sigh and played with my food. A loud sound then caught my attention. I looked towards the direction of the sound and locked eyes with that same caramel colored boy.

"Do you wish to commit social suicide?" I lazily asked.

"It's not like I have a reputation to uphold or something." He answered, taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Why are you following me? Are you sooner sort of stalker or are you in love with me?"

"Yeah right," He snorted and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. No I'm not stalking you nor am I in love with you."

"Then why do you always pop up where I am?"

"It's just fate I guess." He shurgged.

"Whatever. Go away." I spat.

"Why?" He Innocently asked.

"Because I don't like you." I smiled sweetly and he frowned.

"Too bad, I guess you'll just have to deal with me."

I ended up eating my salad while this weird boy kept talking but I wasn't paying any attention. The lunch bell rang indicating that lunch was over and I silently sigh.