Don't believe everything you hear | WLW

Chapter Nine | Competition

Alethea Montgomery POV

I've been dreading going to school today, and the day before.

Evelyn seen. She seen my cuts and scars. I thought I was alone in the locker room, but I was not.

I usually can hear her heels from a mile away, but I couldn't. There was a look on her face, as if she was worried. I doubt that.

Evelyn Carmine only cares and thinks about herself. The only time she shows emotion is when her ego is hurt.

I get up and get ready for school, I can't miss another day on the first week of senior year. I don't even know what exactly I am worried about. I'm sure as hell not scared of Evelyn, but why do I have this pit inside of my stomach?

School went as normal, hanging out with Amara and some other friends. The first week so far hasn't been very special. It feels good to say I'm a senior though.

The worst year was junior year. Loads and loads of work to get ready for college. I've always been good in school, but not the valedictorian type.

The valedictorian type is Evelyn. Literally everything she says or does is perfect. Even her looks.

Like i've said before, everything is a competition with her. I'm sure she has her perfect little life in her mansion. I honestly don't know why she tries so hard. She has the money to get into any school she wants.

Speaking of Evelyn, I haven't seen her all day. Thank the lord. I'm not very sure as to why because she never misses school, for her "perfect" student persona. Maybe she's avoiding me like I am avoiding her. Which is strange because she always seems to end up where I am. Stalker much.

A girl from the volleyball team walks over to me. She's a sophomore, but I don't remember her name. I see her with Evelyn all the time, clinging to her like a lost puppy.

I am surprised that someone like her is coming up to me. But there's something in her eyes, a sense to destroy.

She practically jogs up to me, and as I go to speak—

"So you've been talking to Evelyn a lot haven't you?" She spits with venom.

"Um what? I barely even speak to her?" I respond questionably. I don't know what she's trying to say. I'm honestly confused.

"Cut the shit" she says.

I'm flabbergasted. I've never even spoke to this girl before. What the hell.

"I seen you talking to her near the coffee shop downtown a couple of days ago." She says after her first sentence.

"What the fuck are you even talking about right now, I can't have a short interaction with someone in my life?" I respond sarcastically. I have no idea what she's trying to get at right now.

It's not like it was even my choice to speak to the spawn of the devil anyways. I never talk to Evenlyn first, it's always her practically harassing me.

She scoffs, "Evelyn is not just someone," she says with a glint in her eye. I know that look, it's jealousy.

"I want you to stay the hell away from her, she hates you." She says rudely.

I smirk, I can use this to my advantage. Shes jealous. She's jealous because Evelyn has an interest in me in her own weird way. I guess Evelyn doesn't acknowledge her much.

"Aw, are you jealous? Jealous because the straight girl doesn't like you the way you like her?" I respond smirking.

Her face turns a shade of pink, "What— what are you talking about—"