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*Alicia’s P.O.V
I was freaking out. I could not find my phone anywhere! “Hey, Britt, have you seen my phone?” I called Brittany while I was looking through my bed. I was trying to retrace my steps, but it could be anywhere! My phone wasn’t even locked, so anyone can access it. I know what you’re thinking, why am I enough of an idiot of not putting a password on my phone? Well, I hate having to enter it when I open my phone, and even if I did loose my it, someone maybe nice enough could contact me. I was praying that this was the case. “Um, sorry Leesh, I saw you with it this morning!” Brittany called back from the bathroom. Jee thanks. “Thanks Britt, that really helps, considering I know I had my phone this morning!” How come all the girls I knew were such dumbasses? “Well I’m sorry Alicia, I was only trying to help!” Brittany called back frustrated. I just rolled my eyes. I had it in Maths and Spanish. Then I definetly knew I had it History, then I had ballet. Of course! It must’ve been in the dressing room. “Britt, I’ll be right back!” I called while leaving the dorm. “Whatever!” Brittany called back. She was probably too interested in dying her hair such a fake red. I made my way to the studio. “Hey Alicia!” I heard someone call me. I turned around and I see the school’s biggest player Clark Montogomery coming running up. I just roll my eyes, pulling up my sweater so it isn’t showing too much cleavage and I smile at him. Clark has been trying to get with me for ages, but he just isn’t my type of guy. “Hey Clark, what’s up?” I ask him. He winks and says, “you.” I just stare at him and he laughs. “So, I hear you and James are toast, so...” I look at him, and can’t believe that I know what he is going to say. “So what Clark?” I ask with an agitated tone. He sighs. “Look, Alicia. We both know that I want you and you want me, so why don’t you just give up the denial and we can have some fun together?” He tells me and steps forward, closing the space between us. I think I am going to gag.
“Clark! How many times do I need to tell you! I would rather drink my own puke then go out with you!” I shriek at him. He chuckles at this and I just stare at him. What do girls see in this guy? Yeah maybe he does have cute blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes, but I have my limits, and there is no way in hell that I would ever go out with Clark. How can James be friends with him? Eveything is beyond me these days. “Come on Alicia, don’t give me that, just give us a chance!” and with that he crushes his lips to mine. I try and scream but his mouth muffles the sound. I push him away but he is just too strong. I’m nearly in tears, but I convince myself, I am the strong, confident girl I will always be. I knee him in that area downstairs, (you know what I’m talking about ;) and run off, with tears in my eyes. I rush into the nearest bathroom and into a cubicle and purge, getting everything out of my system. I can’t believe the respect people give me these days. Everything that has happened to me comes rushing to my head, and I just have this need to get rid of everything, and I just keep on vomitting, untill there is nothing left. After I think I am done, I put my head between my knees and cry. Boys have been taking advantage of me, I have no real friends, I havn’t got anything in life that I can really hold onto. After I think I am done, I pull myself together and flush the toliet, and rinse out my mouth thoroughly. I clean my face, and transform myself into the popular and together Alicia. I stride down the hall, and finally get to my destination.
I go into the studio to find a girl practising. She’s a girl I have never talked to before, blond and small, but she is definitely a loser, hello, I see her hanging out with Cindy Frail, most massive nerd in my science class. When she sees me walk in, she blushes and mucks up her turn, I just roll my eyes. “A-Alicia!” she stutters, rubbing her arm. Funny, I have never talked to her in my life and she knows my name. “Um, I was just practising, but, um, i-if you need the studio, I can leave,” this girl just manages to get out. “Um,” I start awkwardly. “That’s ok, I am just here to go to the change rooms to get something I left behind, so I think you should keep practising, you obviously need it,” I tell her. I see disappointment, shame and embarrassmet flicker through her eyes and she looks at the ground. I know, harsh, but if the rumour spreads that I am being nice to misfits, well, let’s just not go there. “Well, ok, I’m Jessie by the way,” this girl says. What the? Why would she tell me her name? I didn’t need to know it, and did it look like I cared? I just stared at her like she was a spaz and went into into the dressing room. She went bright red and went to get her stuff together, I was obviously intimidating her, good, that was my job. I finally got to the rooms, and thank god! My phone was there! I felt like I was in the clouds, so relieved. I skipped over and opened it up. 15 missed calls and 23 unread messages. Welcome to the life of a popular girl. I decided to look through the messages first, and then call back everybody who called. The first text was from Massie. I opened it up. You bitch! I can’t believe you didn’t tell me! I thought we were friends! Okaaaaayyyyy. What was that about! I would confront her later, I probably stole her mascara or something and just forgot about it. I opened the next one, it was from Clark, and I dreaded reading it, but I knew I should. Wow Alicia, I didn’t know you had it in you, if you told me this sooner I would have tried to get you earlier on! Ok. Enough was enough! Why were people sending me these weird messages! What did I do? It was just another ordinary day, why were people sending me all these unusual texts? Then it suddenly hit me! My phone was lying around all day! Someone, someone who hates me must’ve taken it and sent everyone a message! I quickly went to my sent mail, and of course, I found the mystery message, it read:
Hey all
Considering me and all of my friends are all sluts, whores, dumbasses and complete and utter fakes, and all we like to do is get laid, I would like to do something that would recognize this aspect of us. Next Saturday, I am going to hold a party at the new club called The Ivy, and all of you are invited! You can all be sure that me and my friends are all going to be there, and if you want to have some fun and get your way with us, this is going to be a must come to for you! If you have anyone you would like to bring, no one is going to stop you, and don’t worry, all tabs on me! Just bring fun and that dirty mind of yours, it is going to be one heck of a night!
Luv Alicia xxx <3
Oh my God. They were the only words I could use to explain the situation I was in. That message had been sent to everyone of my contacts, and I was in trouble! What would everybody think of me? I would be known as the new school slut, and all of my friends would hate me! What would James think of this!? I think the only person who would really like this message would be Clark, and that is going to suck! Then a question popped into my head. Who hates me enough to set me up like this? Then an possible answer came to me, and I had to act fast.
*Saskia’s P.O.V
I was walking back to my dorm, very proud of my progress to get back at Alicia. I knew what I did was harsh, but I always had the last stand in a war. I wasn’t sure if Alicia would fight me in this one, but I would just have to wait and see. I smirked, imagining her face when she realised what was happening, one word – priceless! But still, I even gave her the liberty of putting her the phone back in the change rooms, so she knew what kind of damage she had caused. I could’ve kept her phone, and she would’ve been clueless! Wondering why everyone was being a bitch to her. I smiled, revenge was sweet. I am definitely showing her who’s boss. I got back to my dorm to see Jessie working on some homework, giving me a chance to roll my eyes before I closed the door.
“Hey Jess!” I said while I closed the door, trying my best to be nice to her. The girl deserved a chance. “Hey Saskia, where have you been?” she asked. I could see happiness in her eyes that I was being nice to her. Why would she want to know where I had been? “Um, does it matter where I have been?” I ask her, curious. She blushed and shrugged. I just looked at her, and shook it off. “So, what do you think of Chenary?” Jessie asks, going back to her homework. I think for a bit. To tell the truth, I am actually enjoying my time here. I have actually had some fun I didn’t think I could have at Westleid. Here, I actually have competition, and it feels even better when I win. It was a really good feeling. “To tell you the truth Jessie, I am actually enjoying my time here,” I tell her, smiling. She smiles back. “Well, I can’t believe you actually have the guts to stand up to Alicia, I have never seen that before!” she tells me. I get confused, were people scared of her? “What do you mean Jessie?” I ask her. She scoffs, “Saskia, you don’t realise what you are doing do you? The hierarchy at this school has never changed since first year. Alicia and her clones are at the top, and every other girl is controlled by them. They all date the really popular boys, but girls like me and everyone else get the losers!” Jessie tells me. I slowly am starting to understand this school better, slowly. “So, the guys I was talking to today, they’re the so called ‘popular guys,’” I ask Jessie, quoting ‘popular guys.’ Jessie slowly nods. “As soon as you stole Alicia’s boyfriend, shit is gonna go down Saskia, no one has ever stood up to Alicia before, and she is not going to be happy.” Jessie finally says.
I smile, and Jessie rises and eyebrow. “What?” I ask her putting my Ipod in listening to The Pretty Reckless. Taylor Momsen is like my idol. “You arn’t taking this seriously are you Saskia, Alicia is slowly going to make your life hell, and you are going to be a complete sad loser, so if you want to get into the popular crowd, you are going to have to proove to her you are worthy to serve her,” Jessie says, dead serious. I crack up laughing, can’t believing this BS. “Jessie, I am not going to give up James so I can be ‘popular,’ I don’t have to be friends with her to be known, I have James, and Alicia doesn’t scare me, I will fight back!” I tell her, smiling at my already progress. Jessie trys to protest, but I put a hand up to stop her. “Jessie I don’t want to hear it, I can take care of my self,” I tell her getting my towel and pajamas. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you!” She calls after me. “You really need to start standing up for yourself!” I call back, closing the door.
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