𝑴𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒄𝒆 | 𝒈𝒙𝒈

𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑨 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒍𝒍

"I'm here" I told H on the phone, I was picking her up today because her car broke down, sometimes the rich have problems too.

"Okay I'll be right outside, just give me a minute, or five" she blurted out almost too fast for me to decipher what she was saying and hung up quickly.

I didn't mind waiting to be honest, I loved being in my car and I loved Heather, I was only impatient with people I didn't love.

"Hi babe" her tone was perkier than usual as she got in the car and leaned in to hug me.

"I can see why it took you so long, you look gorgeous" I whistled and she rolled her eyes at me, we then burst out laughing together.

"Will you drive please? We're late" a fake annoyed expression formed on my face as I tilted my head to the right, then I revved the engine and we took off.

I loved driving fast, really fast, the speed limit was merely a recommendation for me and I usually chose to ignore it. My Alexa could go from 0 to 60 in 3.4 seconds and I wasn't gonna let her talents go to waste.

Oh, silly me, Alexa is my car, it's a hot woman's name and my car was the vehicle version of that. It was dark matte grey with red and black M carbon seats. Everything about is was upgraded to the highest level, it was custom made especially for me. I knew my car was considered masculine, a lot more masculine than I was, at least than I seemed to be. I was almost always dressed so feminine and elegant. Everyone assumed I'd be getting one of those ridiculous pink jeeps, but I wouldn't be caught dead in those kinds of cars.

I loved driving, it was just so soothing. I could drive for hours, just blast my favorite music and drive, I didn't mind where I was going, I only cared about the quality of the road and how fast I could go without it being extremely risky.

"Next time I'm asking Ella or Kels for a ride, I forgot you were a lunatic" she huffed as we got out of the car.

"If they were driving you would've been late, it took you forever to get ready today" she shook her head at my remark but we both knew I was right this time.

"Remember we have practice today?" I asked and she nodded "It's impossible to forget Aly, you mentioned it twenty times yesterday" she rolled her eyes at me.

"The season is starting and I want us to be perfect" I explained, the football games were starting next week and our team had to be perfect.

"Yes I know"

"What do you have now?" I asked as I took my notebook out of my locker.

"Literature" she smiled, it was her favorite subject for some reason I could never understand, "you?" she added.

"Maths"

"Tell Emily I said hi"

"I will" I almost shouted as I turned on my heel and started walking to class.

I still haven't seen her since the 'incident' last week, it's not like we avoided each other or anything, we were just busy with classes and then it was the weekend already.

I felt everyone's eyes on me as I stepped inside, some part of me loved that feeling. Everyone always went quiet when I walked inside a room, it was as if everything that happened before didn't matter anymore, I was the star of the show.
I have a love-hate relationship with that, how people treat me. I love the power, I mean, LOVE. I love walking inside a room and have everyone's eyes traveling to me, their admiring gazes fixed on me, it makes you feel like you are truly god's creation, like a piece of art.

The part I hated was not being able to trust anyone, everyone always wanted something from me. Every interaction with me put you higher on the social ladder and everyone knew that. Everyone tried so hard to impress me or worse, to copy me. They did what I did, the girls wore their hair like I wore mine, always copying my clothes, even my nail polish. The fools didn't even understand it only made me disrespect them and not the other way around.