The Bad Girl's Takeover

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Remi POV

I strode confidently into the principal office, aware that the principal had summoned me. Without knocking, I entered her office and took a seat before she could invite me to do so.

"What?" I asked, my tone assertive.

"Remi, what's gotten into you? I heard you confronted a teacher," the principal said, a hint of concern in her voice.

"She called me a rich, spoilt daddy's girl, saying my dad could bribe you guys. But I told her the truth - he's dead," I replied, my voice steady.

"Remi, she's not your peer," the principal admonished.

"I know, she's just some old grandma," I shot back, trying to appear nonchalant.

"How was the club yesterday?" I asked, changing the subject. "My mum came in wasted."

The principal's expression turned stern. "Remi, we don't chat like friends in school. Please leave my office and behave yourself."

I flashed her a defiant sign as I exited her office, heading to English class where Jake was waiting. We had both forgotten about our project and ended up with failing grades.

Fast-forwarding to lunchtime, Messah and I sat at a new table, and I sent another sultry video to my friends. Damion and Jake walked in together, joining us immediately. Lyra, Snow and Sasha entered later, initially sitting at the "J" crew table. I waved Lyra and Snow over, and they quickly joined our table. Sasha hesitated, eventually making her way over to us, attempting to peck Jake on the cheek.

Just then, Derek and Adam walked into the cafeteria, scanning the room until they spotted us. They ambled over, joining our table with ease.

"Why are you guys sitting with this...person?" Sasha asked, her voice laced with disdain, as she tried to kiss Jake again.

Jake ignored her advances, his eyes fixed on me with a hint of amusement.

Jake chimed in, "She's pretty, and she's got nice boobs." I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. Damion, however, looked unimpressed.

"Sasha, why don't you just join us?" Damion suggested. "We can all sit together."

I rolled my eyes. "No way, bae. She'd only ruin the mood."

Sasha's face reddened. "You bitch! First, you steal my boyfriend, and now you're stealing my friends?"

I shrugged. "I guess they're all tired of your drama."

Sasha's voice rose. "You're the one being a drama queen! You came in here yesterday, acting like you own the place. I invited you in, and you repay me by ruining everything? I'll destroy you, and Michelle too!"

I sneered. "Sasha, you need to get your ass out of here and join the nerds' table. That's where you belong in this school – with the stupid, fucking idiots."

Just then, everyone's phones buzzed. A video of Sasha bathing naked popped up, and the room erupted in laughter. Sasha's body was covered in scars and stretch marks, and everyone was laughing and pointing.

"Look at her scars!" someone mocked.

"And those stretch marks, gross!" another added.