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Jackson Queen. The new kid at school.Ever since we met we had this kind of connection, like we were both the same, we were both hiding something inside.
Flashback:
I stuffed my books in my locker when I heard a tip-tapping of heels come my way. Amy Ross. It was a coincidence that her locker was next to mine, I mean who could've guessed? It was a typical high school story.
The bullies' locker is next to the good girl, bully gets the boy, boy realises she wasn't the one for him, comes crawling back to the good girl, girl doesn't want him, he changes, girl wants him and BOOM! They live happily ever after.
"O-M-G Clarissa! Did you see the cute boy in the principals office? He was totes hot." Amy squealed, doing jazz hands and twirling her perfectly curled brunette hair.
What? I listened closer. No one hardly goes to this school, this is the most expensive school in the country. Only the richest men and women pay for their kids to be brought up here in this very own high school.
"Yes. Oh my god. I heard his name was Jackson Queen, adopted son of Oliver Queen. Like the actual billionaire playboy Oliver Queen!!. Jackson freaking Queen!! Aargh! Even his name's cute.... Is that even possible?" Clarissa yelled back.
Whoop. There it is.
Oliver Queen, he sounded familiar.
"How did you even manage to go to the principal's office?" I blurted out accidentally. "Wait. No don't answer that."
Amy stared at me. She gave me one of her signature death glares she gives to everyone else she hates. Only one person in the universe could do that and it was Amy Romanova.
"O-M-G Helena. What the hell are you staring at? Amy demanded.
"What I'm I staring at?.... What the hell are you staring at?!" I sass back.
"Something hideous." She snapped as her friends oohed and burned.
It's amazing how they actually think I care.
Bitch, I'm not a mirror." I said and walked away, leaving them sassless. I didn't even know if that was a word or not, but all I was worried about was finding out who Jackson was. But then the speaker stopped me at my tracks.
"Helena Wayne, please report to the principal's office."
I turn around and glare at Amy as she stands there, arms crossed in front of her chest as her girly clique follow her movements. They all stand around me like a fence to stop me from getting out.
"Watch your back Helena." Amy whispers, making a cold minty spot on my neck.
End of flashback:
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