the bitch and the prick

bitch meet the prick

According to my favorite girl in the world, except myself,

"Boys think girls are like books. If the cover doesnt catch their eye they wont bother to read what's inside"

If you're familiar with this quote, yes it was marilyn monroe's.

This is what i believe. My appearance-- my looks, my beauty is important. No one will bother to know me or should i say no one will be interested if i look just okay. I should be amazing.

So here i am 2 hours before school time, preparing myself for the first day of my senior year. I took a bath as early as i can so i can air dry my hair first because blow dryer can get my hair too dry, and we dont want that to happen, right? Before straightening it more and curling the tip. After that i applied 2 coats of hot red colored nail polish to my square shape nails in fingers and toes and covered it with glittered natural color. When it was dry, i wore a black lingerie before putting a white top tank that showed a little cleavage and red leather short skirt. I matched my outfit with a knee-high boots and of course accesorized with bangled earrings and bracelets. Looking at the mirror, i am quite pretty but not yet perfect. Make up, that was what i need. I put moisturizer before Bb cream, light pink blush, glitter eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara and red hot lipstick. Now i am perfectly amazing.

After blowing a kiss to my reflection, i went downstairs to my mansion, yes mansion, my family is kinda rich- old money is the right term. But i live as if i was on my own, as i said before my mom lives in a casino downtown and my dad is living as if he wasnt a family man. Which totally not him, no wife and child to care. Anyway i went to the kitchen to drink my freshly squish orange juice by our maid as my breakfast before going to my porsche spyder, i am not good in car but when i saw it's price i already knew what i want it.

Wearing my Chanel aviator, i drove my car to school and park in my usual parking slot, nobody uses it because everyone knew it was mine. Cheerleaders and football players were waiting for me including my childhood girlfriends Abigael and Rozan, and Aries the quarterback. Aries thinks he owns me but the truth was we were never been an item but just flirted a little with each other since summer. But it was okay because he was hot. He is really hot. He's with his best neandertal buddies arjay and jace. I walked out of the car and gave air kisses to abigael and rozan. Aries immediately put his arm around my waist, to claim which was not his, guiding me to go inside. Walking in the hallway every student stopped whatever they were doing and immediately make a way for us. Nobody wanted to be bullied by my followers this early, so they just made sure that they weren't in our way. We stopped in front of my locker.

"I'll walk you to your room" aries offered me not removing her hand on my waist while his other hand was playing locks of my blonde hair.

"That is sweet." I said giving him a peck in his cheek. "But its okay, i can manage on my own"

"I insist" he said. I can see in my peripheral view that rozan was rolling her eyes at something jace said to her while abigael was flirting with arjay.

I looked at aries and said "no" which he quickly understood that i really didn't want him to.

"Okay champaigne..." he sighed defeated. "So I'll see you around?" He asked while pouting. His pouting is cute but a little creepy i think but well... uhmmm never mind, his popular anyway.

I smiled a sweet smile before putting my right hand in his left cheek "maybe"

"That's all i needed" he answered smirking which i dont know what he meant he needed the touch or the maybe. He kissed goodbye on my cheek before moving away with his football jocks.