When I walked into my History class a few minutes later, the queens bitches Michaela, Tiffany and Haley were sitting aroun a few of the football players desk.
Haley watched me walk inside the class and said, "Well if it isn't Jordan from 'the heights'" She used air quotes around "the heights" and made a face.
I rolled my eyes and sat down in a nearby desk, these school uniforms couldn't disguise anyone. We all knew who the preps were, the jocks, the cheerleaders (aka barbies), the goths, the kids from "the heights", the nerds and all the other groups. There were only 4 girls from the heights and 2 guys from the heights.
In case you were wondering, I lived in a town called Melville, California. There were three villages inside the town, the heights, river heights and Burbank. If you were rich like Shawn you lived in Burbank, and a lot of the neighborhoods were gated, if you were avaerage like middle class you usually lived in river heights for the exception of a few big house neighborhoods and if you were like me and you lived in an apartment, duplex or very small house you lived in the heights. Located on the outskirts of town, and the kids who got in here from the heights got scholarships usually for their ethnicity, smarts or because the town felt bad for their at home situation.
A tap on my left shoulder awoke me from my thoughts, I turned around an saw Kiley sitting behind me.
"Hey" she said
"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothin', I saw you signed up for cheer," Kiley noted
"Yeah, what's it to you?" I snarked
She laughed, "Quit it Jordan, I know you. Is this some sort of little scheme you've got going?"
"As a matter of fact it's not, I'm good at cheer and I'm finally gonna grow a pair and join the squad." I informed her
"Okay, do you but don't get ahead of yourself" She added
"And what's that supposed to mean?" I asked
"Nothing,"
"Oh yeah, this coming from the bitch from the heights, whose mom is MIA almost every night and your older sister is prego and your dad left God knows how long ago," I snapped at her
"Shut the hell up, just cause I'm from the heights doesn't mean I have to hang out with kids from the heights and be miserable. I hang with Tiffany and them and if that's a problem for you then consider me done." She said
"Done what?" I asked
"Being here for you since the fourth grade,"
I smiled, "Fine, fine I'll take you fuckig advice."
"Good," She said with a tap on the desk with her acrylic nails, she stood up and strutted back over to her cheerleader friends.
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Sneaky (part 1)
FanfictionIt's funny walking in to my boyfriend, Shawn's house. No one was home, so I walked up the stairs into his room. I walked into the bathroom and saw when a pair of white American eagle jeans on the floor, I picked them up. They were my size, the tag s...
