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2. popular girls

if this said I just published this chapter, that's probably because I edited this chapter offline and republished it. Although I'm still editing this chapter so don't think this is finally good.

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Chapter 2: Popular Girls

"Tommy. Thomas Brodie Sangst-"

She stopped midway through her sentence as she spotted me next to 'Thomas-Tom-Tommy Brodie Sangst'. Sending me over a disgusted look, she stopped when she was in front of him, placing her hand of her hip.

She scoffed, "Why are you with her out of all the ugly girls out there in England?"

"Erika, she is not ugly. Plus is it so bad to make some friends. You act like you're my girlfriend." Thomas sighed.

"I am your girlfriend. I'm the most popular girl in this school, I can have anyone I want and I want you." Erika said, sending me into cringe overload, shivering.

"Anyways, why are you so close to this- this dweeb?" She asked, struggling with words.

"We are 10 feet away from each other. Bloody Hell. Can't you deal with 10 feet? It's not like we are dating or anything." He mumbled.

Erika rolled her eyes. "Anyways, I need your help. Like I need you genius brain to work."

"Obviously, you need help." I mutter under my breath without thinking. Obviously, she did but I think she should know that by now.

She gasps and glares at me,"You should know better than to bully people!"

I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue. This girl really is something. "I didn't see you doing that when you bumped into me."

"It was on accident like I said whoops, I'm so so very sorry. Was that not enough? Help a fellow girl out and accept the apology, will you? You're not even nice to your kind." She said, which was not at all accurate.

I scoffed and Thomas watched in amusement, obviously haven't having good entertainment in awhile.

"But it's true. You have people problems." I admit. In the inside I'm smiling proudly but I knew she would go on and on about not having problems, which I should repeat, she does.

She scoffed, rolling her eyes before continuing. "Anyways, my BFFLE, Kate, you know the Korean one with the almond eyes [ I am not trying to offend anyone, I personally love koreans and kpop, and if you have a problem with my personal favorites, you can just leave ] is not talking to me!"

"What's wrong now? She has perfectly sized eyes, bigger than yours actually." Thomas said, smiling sheepishly yet adorably.

"Well, I called her my BFFL, which means 'Best Friend Forever Loser' in popular language, and she storms off. I accidentally forgot the 'e'! Don't you dare talk like that to me, I have normal eye size." She huffed.

I decide to speak up as I did not want to just stand there awkwardly and not doing anything in this whole entire 'problem helping' conversation. "Well, you could try ap-"

I get cut off by her. "Was I asking you?"

Her hands were now placed on her hips in a really sassy way, her bitter face making it so hard to take her seriously. "I was j-"