Juliet, no Romeo.

The Art of Deception.

"I don't think you've ever gotten in trouble in all of the years I've known you," Leah snickered. Madison slapped her arm.
"It's fine, Sophie. At least you got in trouble with a hot guy, and we all know you love those," she winked. Yeah, funny.
"It still pisses me off, you know?" I groaned. Although I was putting up my confident persona again, I was truly complaining wholeheartedly. "I've never gotten in trouble and just because of Mr. Montee Kook screaming at me, I have to go to Brayden's stupid little practice to pick up motherfucking balls."

"Oh, so you know Mr. Troublemaker's name?" Leah smirked. Bitch, is that really all you got from that? Calm your horny ass down and let me be angry.
"Yes, and unfortunately so."
"Well I think this will be good for you," Madison started. "You need a rebound from our resident starstruck asshole. Even though he broke things off, he just will not leave you alone." Finally, someone who gets it.

Everyone at school viewed me and Brayden Sebastian Laurence as the perfect couple in every way, shape and form. So when he broke things off with me, they all thought we were just having a little 'lover's quarrel.' But now, we're broken up three weeks strong and everyone keeps on trying to push me to him. If I wanted to go to him, I clearly would've by now.

"Okay, at this practice, just totally ignore Brayden and pay attention to curly-headed hottie. You will have way more fun if you do that." She wasn't wrong. I did peculiarly have a lot of fun with Mr. Spider—although I would never admit that to his face. He made me smile and giggle and also, he made me sick to my stomach, but not in a bad way.

"Yeah, you're probably right. Anyways, I'll catch you guys later; I have English." I got ready to leave.
"English?" Leah asked. Oh shit, English. I totally forgot how I ditched Leah's English class specifically because of her.
"Yeah, English," my acting was still impeccable.
"Why aren't you in mine anymore?" She inquired.
"I'm not too sure, to be totally honest. My schedule just randomly changed and I asked the office about it, but they said it was right." Absolutely impeccable.

"Oh, okay," Leah sounded disappointed. "At least we all have Lunch C together," she smiled. Albeit I was very acquainted with the art of deception, so I realised the facade. Yet as an emotionally unavailable prick, I chose to not comfort her and instead walked away. I'm not too sure why I needed to vomit again.