when you are popular, there are two sides to every story

Chapter 2

After Math finished, I made my way over to Mr Jobs. "You wanted to see me," I stuttered. He sat down at his desk and motioned me to pull a chair. He cleared his throat. "Saskia, this is your third detention in two weeks, this isn't looking good." I looked at the ground ashamed. "I'm worried. Your grades are going down the drain, you don't do any extra-curricular activities, and you don't try at anything in school. You're a senior now, and this won't look good on your college applications." I knew it was true. All my years at high school, I had fought my way to the top. My grades dropped and I would practically do anything to be queen. Not really tilll now had I thought about it. "In your first year, you exceeded in Math, but now you barely can pass a test." He sighed. I had had enough. "I know Mr Jobs, I get it I'll try harder." I got out of my seat heading for the door, "Ok Saskia, but don't say I didn't warn you," he called after me. When I got out my minions were waiting for me. "What was that about?" Holly asked. "Did he try to perve on you or something?" I laughed. "Yeah, tots, come on guys I'm starving, let's go eat!" I said trying to change the subject.

When me got to the cafeteria, the guys were already waiting for us. Zac was there, including his best mates Nathan and Josh. "Hey babes whatzup!" Nathan shouted. I rolled my eyes. "Hey Nathan," Laura giggled. Nathan winked. I deffinelty think something is going on between them. "Ashley," I ordered, "Get me some cucumber sushi and a water." Ashley sighed, "fine." I smiled sweetly, "thanks babe." I think I detected an eye rolling, but to tell the truth, I didn't really care. "Sas," Zac motioned me towards him. I went over and sat on his lap and he tickled me. "Stop, stop!" I barely said through laughter. I could feel jealous eyes on us. He kept on laughing. When he finally stopped he kissed me on the neck. "I can't wait till this afternoon" he breathed. I smiled, I was excited too.

Finally, after school finished, Zac drove us to my place. When we finally reached my house, I looked at our house. It was big and white with a black wrought iron fence. The windows had cream silk curtain with orchids on the blaconies that accompanied them. The house had a swirly patterned double door with an inviting patio. We had seven maids and a giant fireplace and massive rooms. We had a pool with a gazebo and the whole shebang. To tell the truth, I didn't think our house could be any better. My parents were filthy rich, both journalists that travelled the globe. I was their 1000th priority. They didn't really care for me, they were never home. All they did was put money in my account and make the maids look after me. It was good, because I could do whatever the hell I wanted but I also missed their company. Anyway, I had Zac so I didn't really mind. As soon as we got in we saw Lisa, my favourite maid. "Hello Miss Saskia and Mr Zac," Lisa smiled in her Spanish accent. "Hey Lisa," I smiled. Lisa was always so understanding. She was probably the only person who knew everything about me. I told her everything. "We'll be in my room, so please don't disturb us," I winked. "Of course, do you wan anything to drink?" she asked. "Ummmmm....." "two beers would be great," Zac cut in. I smiled. Trust Zac. "Of course Mr Zac, coming right up." Lisa came back with two beers. "Thanks Lisa, see you around," I trilled, taking Zac by the hand and running up the stairs. "No problem!" Lisa called after us. As we got to my room Zaz tackled me to my king bed with fresh flower pattern purple sheets. Thanks Lisa, I thought.

Zac started kissing my neck while I opened a beer. "Why were you so eager for the beers?" I asked. "Because I love it when you're drunk," he moaned. I rolled my eyes. I had another swig of beer and faced him. I kissed him passionitly, and stuck my tounge down his throat. I rubbed my hand down his chest towards his pants and I undid his belt. He pushed my shirt over my head and we rolled over so I was underneath him. We kept kissing, untill he moved onto my neck. I moaned as I pulled off his shirt and undid his pants. I started kissing his shoulder and he took off my jeans and bra. I started running my hands through his hair and and I could feel him enter me.

After we had finished our moment Zac had a shower. I went to my drawer and took out a cigarette. I went to the balcony and had a smoke. I only smoked when I was in dire need. I kept thinking about what Mr Jobs said, and the more I thought, the more I knew on how fucked I was going to be. I knew I had to try harder and get into less trouble, but it always seemed trouble followed me everywhere. Egh! I thought. I had no idea on what I was going to do. I sent Zac home. He was annoyed but I wasn't in the mood to deal with him. I just went straight to bed, trying to think of what the hell I was going to do.