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Vivienne Kingsley was known as the heiress of the biggest fashion empire of the world, she was also known as the queen bee of Kingsley Academy High School Institute.
Sophia Carrington was the girl Vivienne despised. Coming...
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Vivienne's POV
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I sat under the tree and pulled out a box of Marlboro cigarettes, I took one out of the box and placed it between my lips. I tried looking for a lighter in my purse, but I couldn't find one.
Fuck why was this happening to me.
Smoking was not permitted, so finding a place where they would sell lighters was hard, especially since the school was far away from the city, and the only store near the school was 10 kilometers away.
I sighed and put the cigarette back in its box. I checked the time and realized I still had 45 minutes left till literature class.
I took out my phone from my purse and opened Instagram. I was scrolling through my feed when I stumbled upon Atticus' new post. The picture was of him, Lilliana and Sophia. They were clearly partying after I saw what they were wearing. Atticus was wearing a casual suit, while Lilliana and Sophia were both wearing short dresses.
I clicked on Sophia's profile, I scrolled through her Instagram, looking at her posts. To be honest, this wasn't my first time doing it. I scrolled through her profile, I wasn't stalking her, I was just looking, and looking isn't the same as stalking, right?
"Stalking me now?" I flinched at her sudden presence. I rolled my eyes. She really thought I was stalking her?
I lifted my eyes to scan her body. She was wearing the school uniform that consisted of a short skirt, a blue blazer, with the school's badge, with a polo shirt inside and a red tie. I wasn't gonna lie, it looked so good on her, it fit her perfectly.
Sophia sat beside me. "Are you really going to pretend like you weren't stalking me, Blondie?"
"Because I wasn't stalking you, lesbo" she rolled her eyes with my comment. "I was just looking at your Instagram feed."
"I'm not a lesbian, Kingsley," Sophia said. "The truth is I'm in love with you," I froze at her words but then calmed down when she started laughing out loud. "Kingsley, you really thought I was going to be in love with a spoiled person like you?"
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Standing up and making my way to Literature class, I needed to get away from there before I had my hands pulling out her hair.
I still had 10 minutes left before literature class, but I needed to leave from there before Sophia and I stormed into a fight. I didn't want to ruin my makeup or my uniform, but if we weren't at school I would've indeed fought her.
I entered the class and saw Ava sitting in the front row. I uttered a hi to her and sat in the last row.
I mentally prayed for the rest of the day to go as fast as It could. I needed to relax for a bit after the encounter with Carrington, that girl got on my nerves.
