Chapter 1

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*Saskia’s P.O.V

I strutted down the hall looking fabulous, wearing my ripped black skinny jeans, light grey button down tank and brown military boots. I obviously owned the place. I walked down the hall of Westleid High school. I was officially a senior, and ready to rule the school. There were two year sevens in front of my locker gossiping, and as soon as they saw me come their way, they rushed in a different direction, without a second thought. You better run, I thought, chuckling at how pathetic they were compared to me. I suddenly heard three familier voices and I knew exactly who was coming.

“Saskia hun, you look ah-mazing!” one of my minions Ashley trilled. “Doesn’t she always?” my other minion Holly said sighing with jealousy. I smirked. “Well girls, you should be grateful for your looks, some girls don’t even have what you guys  own,” I sighed nodding at a year eight nerd, with unfortunate acne and pale hairs growing above her mouth, to finish off with thick red rimmed glasses. As soon as she saw us looking her way, she sped up her pace. My third and last minion Laura, giggled and Holly and Ashley high fived. “Saskia, you crack us up!” Laura said through giggles. I rolled my eyes. “Oh I know, you think every god damn thing I say is funny,” I muttered under my breath. “Well, we’ll see you in Math Sas, and of course we’ll save you a seat next to Zac in the back corner!” Ashey said winking and starting to turn in the other direction. “Ok, did you bring last weeks homework, I forgot to do it again!” I lied. I was probably having sex with Zac last week, but whateves. “Yep, give me your book so I can copy it in, Mr Jobs is always late anyway.” Ashley said willingly. “Thanks so much sweetie,” I said while air kissing her. I gave her my book and she air kissed me back. Ashley was always the one who serviced me the most. She was always the one who was willing to do what I say. “See you hunies, I’ll be right there,” I said while closing my locker. “Ok, see you Sas,” my minions trilled in unison and walked off arm in arm. I knew I treated them like crap, but if they wanted to keep their popularity, they had to obey me. I sighed, life was good.

As I made my way down the hallway, I felt a hand tug on my arm and pull me into the janitor’s cupboard. I screamed, but the person put a hand over my mouth. I turned to see who it was, and what a suprise, it was Zac! I laughed. As usual, he was looking hot, with his sandy blond hair pushed to the side, wearing a salmon jumper, blue skinnies and black vans. “Hey gorgeous,” he whispered and smiled seductively. I smiled back, “Hey.” He pushed me towards him and we started making out. Me and Zac had been together since last year, when his friend persuaded him to ask me out. Not that I would ever admit it, but I’ve always had a little crush on him. From that day, we’ve been the hottest couple on campus. All the girls were jealous that I had Zac and vise versa. I felt him push me towards the wall and start kissing my neck. I moaned which made him more aggresive. I started running my hands through is hair and whispered, “we really need to get to math, come over and we’ll finish this after school.” He sighed and stopped and looked at me and I gave him my puppy dog face I knew he loved. “Fine, but there’s no going back,” he winked. I laughed. “Come on, let’s get going.” As we made our way down the hall, Zac kept on trying to kiss me. I kept pulling away and laughing. When we got to Math, Mr Jobs was halfway through a problem.

“Hello Ms Fenly, I’m glad to see you decided to turn up to my class,” Mr Jobs said sternly. Zac started chuckling and I was staring at the ground, trying not to smile. “I’m sorry Mr Jobs, but we found ourselves caught up,” I said on the brink of laughter. Zac all of a sudden started laughing and that set me off. “Well I’m glad you too both find this funny. You’ll both find yourselves laughing your way to detention. Now sit down and don’t disturb any of your classmates, and Saskia, I want to speak to you after class.” I gulped.

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