The 'Love Hacks' Girl ||on hold till 2018||

Chapter-2 It was the bad boy

Song to the side: Disturbia by Rihanna

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        Chapter-2 "It was the bad boy"

Nia's POV

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I wake up with the sound of my alarm clock blaring on my night stand. I groggily turned it off and checked the time. Shit! Its 7:15am. Our school is a thirty minute drive from my house and it starts at 8:00am which means I just have fifteen minutes to get ready. I speedily get out of the bed and rush to bathroom. I brush my teeth and take a quick shower and change into a sleeveless turquoise shirt with lace on shoulders and simple white color jeans. I towel dry my light brown hair and leave them loose in their natural waves. I don't want to be late on the first day of school. I pull on my favorite pair of converse and grab my backpack along with my mobile from the nightstand and rush downstairs. Mom is in the kitchen preparing breakfast in her work clothes. My mom is one of the famous interior designers. She is beautiful with her soft features and perfect blonde hair. She told me that I resemble more to my father. I took my sharp features and green eyes from him. In fact, the only thing I took from my mother is her curvaceous figure.

I take a granola bar from the refrigerator and snatch my keys from the key stand.

"Mom I'm already late, I don't have time for breakfast." I kissed her on the cheek and rushed out.

"Wait sweetheart! I've invited Fiona and David for the dinner. Keep the house clean and change into something presentable. Oh and we've ran out of groceries so buy them while coming back from the school. I'll message you the list as I myself am late for work."  Mom smiled sheepishly to which I chuckled. Like mother, like daughter.

Fiona is our next door neighbor and also my mom's gossip partner. David is her husband. They are really sweet and funny. While mom and Fiona are busy chit chatting, David tells me about his wife's poor cooking skills and how their house was just about to burn down one day etc etc.

"Okay mom, " I close the door behind me and run to my navy blue color Sedan. Thank the lord that it was returned earlier this morning. I crank up the engine and speed down the road towards my destination. I am never late for school; I guess I owe this time to the jerk from yesterday. If he would've just stopped being an asshole, I would've politely said thank you easily reach home on time and slept peacefully. But no, he had to bicker childishly. Stupid jerk.

I spotted the iron gates of my school. West view High isn't your average ordinary school; it is one of the most prestigious schools of East Hampton. It is one of those schools which are meant for wealthy and affluent. With its lush green surroundings and enormous building, the school gives away a keen and lively aura. Jocks, plastic Barbies, nerds, sophisticated snobs, our school has it all. But there is no way anyone who wasn't born with a silver spoon in their mouth could be here apart from those who are exceptionally intelligent and are here on scholarships. I'm glad my mom earns enough.

I was about to enter the school gates when my phone vibrated in my pocket. I checked the caller ID and it was my blonde best friend Olivia.

"Where are you Nia?!" Olivia screeched into the phone over the loud noises from the background before I could say something. I had to hold the phone back to keep my ears from bleeding. Huh? What is happening? I guess it just the popular crowd arriving.

While Vanessa, my other best friend is more of the loud, noisy types Olivia likes peace and keeps quiet. Well, unless it's about gossips. Olivia absolutely loves to gossip which is so unlike her shy and calm personality. Then there is Logan, the fourth member of our group. He is the lead singer of the rock band of our school. He is good looking with mud brown eyes and dull blond shoulder- length hair always tied in a ponytail at the back of his head. He is the most immature and humorous person I've ever met in my entire life.