The Bad Girl's Takeover

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Remi POV

The art teacher, stood at the front of the classroom, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Alright, class, today we're going to explore the concept of love in art. Love is a complex emotion, a mix of passion, care, and connection. It can be romantic, platonic, or familial. As artists, we'll express our interpretation of love through painting."

She wrote "Love in Art" on the blackboard, her strokes bold and expressive. "Your task is to paint what love means to you. It can be abstract, figurative, or symbolic. Let your emotions guide your brushstrokes."

As she handed out canvas papers and paints, her eyes scanned the room, encouraging each student to tap into their creativity. "Remember, there's no right or wrong interpretation. Just let your feelings flow onto the canvas."

The classroom fell silent, the only sound the soft rustling of paper and the gentle clinking of paintbrushes. I sat up straight, my mind racing with ideas, my eyes locked onto the blank canvas in front of me.

I nodded, feeling a thrill run through my veins.

As I lifted my skirt to show off my thighs, I thought to myself, "I don't understand how Damion is so innocent but still skip school and do drugs. He's like a walking contradiction."

But before I could dwell on that thought, Jake caught my gaze, his eyes locking onto mine with a seductive intensity.

I wasn't really a good artist, does that mean I'm gonna fail this?"I thought to myself.

"Mam, is this like a test? What if we suck at drawing?" I asked.

"Firstly, call me 'Miss'," she corrected me, "and yes, it's a test. Your first test in this school. And it doesn't matter if you don't know how to draw. Just interpret love as an artist."

I huffed, thinking, "Ugh, how dare she call herself 'Miss' instead of 'Grandma'?"

I turned my attention back to my canvas, feeling a bit anxious. But then, I couldn't help but sneak a peek at the guys sitting beside me.

To my right, Damion was completely absorbed in his painting. His brushstrokes were bold and confident, and his artwork was taking shape beautifully. He was creating a stunning piece called "Inferno of Passion". The colors were vibrant, and the flames seemed to dance on the canvas. I could feel the intensity of his art, like a warm embrace.

To my left, Jake was working on his own masterpiece. His strokes were gentle and delicate, and his painting was a beautiful depiction of love. He had titled it "Whispers in the Wind". The soft petals and leaves surrounding the lovers seemed to whisper sweet nothings to each other. His art was like a soft breeze on a summer day.

I was taken aback by their talent. "How are both of them so perfect?" I thought.

I tried to focus on my own painting, but my eyes kept drifting back to Jake and Damion. They were both so engrossed in their art, their faces so focused. I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest.

"Dami baby," I said, trying to sound casual, lifting my skirt to show off my thighs.

But instead of Damion, Jake caught my gaze, his eyes locking onto mine with a seductive intensity.

"And then I decided to make Jake even more jealous by using Damion. Serves him right for hanging out with Michelle...

I took Damion's hand away from his painting, and his eyes locked onto mine with genuine interest. "Are we still ditching last period?" I asked.

"Obviously," he replied, flashing me a warm smile. "I need to know you more."

Gosh, I melted. Jake's eyes were still fixed on my thigh, wonder what he's thinking...

"Unfortunately, I can only spend like four hours with you," I said. "I have shopping with the girls and need to get home early."

"No problem," Damion said, "as long as we enjoy today together." He then focused back on his painting.

Bitch, I wish he was focused on me like that! I turned to Jake and smiled. "Bitch," I said.

"Are you mad at me?" Jake asked, touching my thigh gently. I removed his hand.

"What were you doing with Michelle in the girls' bathroom?" I blurted out. This time, Damion's eyes were fixed on us, wanting to know our conversation.

So now he's interested. Decided to make him jealous, I took Jake's hand and put it on my thigh again. He rubbed it slowly and gently.

"She was desperate," Jake said slowly. "She came in today looking hot as a goddess. I had no choice but to follow her since you weren't giving me what I wanted".

"What you want, huh? What is it that you want?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Jake came closer, his breath tickling my ear. "For us to ditch last period and meet somewhere so I can make you scream my name," he whispered, his words sending shivers down my spine.

Damion looked at us, probably having overheard our conversation. "Brrr, we hanging out?" he asked.

I couldn't believe it - two guys wanted to hang out with me at the same time! Damion wanted to watch movies, which might be boring, while Jake... well, Jake wanted to make me scream his name.

"Chill, let's just ask her who she wants to hang out with," Jake suggested, and Damion nodded with a slight smile.

"Wellllll, Jack, maybe we could meet up tomorrow," I said, "I really want to watch some movies with Damion."

Jake looked disappointed. "You sure?" he asked, wanting me to repeat myself.

"Yes, babe," I confirmed, "but don't go hanging out with Michelle or Sasha."

Jake smiled, and Damion chimed in, "He's so hung up on Sasha."

We all laughed, but I felt a sting in my heart. Jake announced, "I'm gonna break up with Sasha today, in front of everyone. She's a drama queen."

The art teacher suddenly shouted, "Stop and submit!" The class was over, and everyone had painted something except me. I was too distracted by Damion and Jake to focus on my art.

The teacher scolded me, "You need to be serious."

I replied rudely, "Why?"

She said, "You're hanging out with the wrong crew, girl."

I rolled my eyes. Who was she to call me "girl"? This old, faggy-looking grandma who thinks she's in her 20's?

As we exchanged words, I noticed everyone around us pulling out their phones and recording our confrontation. I felt a surge of satisfaction, knowing I was the center of attention.

"Whatever," I said, and she retaliated, "You also got an F. You need to do better if you don't want to fail and repeat. And this isn't a school where your daddy's gonna come and bribe teachers because you're a rich, spoilt brat."

I pushed back, "You made a mistake. My dad can't do that because he's dead."

As I turned to leave, I heard the sound of applause and snickering from my classmates. I smiled to myself, feeling like the queen bee, the most popular girl, and everything a teenage girl could ever wish for.

I walked out of the classroom, feeling like a total boss. The applause and snickering faded into the background as I made my way down the hallway. I could feel the eyes of my classmates on me, and I reveled in the attention.

I couldn't help but feel like the most popular girl, the queen bee. And as I walked away from the classroom, I asked myself, "Am I not a slut, right? Like Lilly said?"

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