Chapter 1 Miranda's POV

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~~~~~~~~~~1 year after~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Being popular is not easy. People tries to backstab you, try to ruin your life, and hate you. But no! They cant do that to me. Since I am very rich and a mean bitch, you can never get away with me. To be honest I am freakishly spoiled. I totally used to have back stabbing bitches on my side and pretended I didn't know anything about it.I tried to kill them because thats what they get right? Well not really. But they were getting in my nerves, just the perfect time to kill them. Well yeah! They hated me 'cuz I was a filthy rich bitch and I am smart as f**k. My family owns approximately 56 companies around the world and I am like the "FOREVER" number one in class. As I reach out for my phone someone screamed.

"MIRANDA!!!" It couldn't be daddy, he's out on a business tour in California. It's no other than my mommy.

I got up immediately and checked the time, Uh-Oh! It's 7:30 am! 

"It's the first day of my college life! I Must not be late!" I murmured.

I hurriedly got out of bed and went to the bathroom and blow dried my hair after then changed to my white crop top from Forever 21 and a ripped skinny jeans from Top Shop. Together to brighten my day with a pair of dangling earrings with  5 bracelets on my right forearm from Forever 21 and sunglasses on top of my golden brown wavy hair.

I didn't have any time left to eat breakfast...well I actually am happy about it. I'm on a diet right now but my mom doesn't allow me to leave with an empty stomach. I guess today was an excemption.

I ran to my car and drove at full speed hoping nobody would catch me.

I arrived in school at exactly 8:55. I wasn't late...SAFE!

Well college life here I come. I will show you who Miranda Richardson really is.

As I got off my car, I immediately locked it and went to my girls.

"Hey Miranda! Welcome to college life!" Cara shouted.

"Hey girls!" I replied with a very big smile.

"Woah! Thats un usual! You seem so kind today! How is that!?" Adriana asked curiously.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked Adriana with a smile.

"Wait! Are you in a relationship !? Oh no! With Ian!!!!?"Cara shouted.

"What! No! Shut up Cara!" I shouted ferociously.

"Yah Cara! Shut your mouth!" Adriana exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes with disgust and looked at Adriana.

"Adriana! Can you please remind me why we accepted this dumb b*tch in our group!?"

Adriana immediately replied. "Oh yeah! Because she is pretty, skinny, and filthy rich"

I replied with a big smile "Good" and looked at Cara, "So you have to stay like that! Okay Cara!?.Oh.... And please mind your own business!" I said with disgust.

It was so fun being manipulative, especially around this girl. It was so easy because they would just follow you around, tell them what you want and they would just do it. I made them my friends because I took pity on them. I mean..... I never even loved them. All I ever cared was my reputation, my sexy hot body and my designer clothes. Well umm guys? We obviously don't want a wardrobe malfunction.

As I walk down the hallway, heading to the restroom to fix my looks, I saw a lot of new faces. Uh- huh new faces, new students.... That means new people to bully.

So, there was this new boy wearing designer clothes. Then there was this pretty girl wearing a vintage miniskirt. Then there was this boy who has neck brace. Maybe not him....

"Ooh!" I murmured

Someone interesting just walked out from her wielding class. I looked at her and the funny thing was she was wearing Chanel head-to-toe and all I could think of is that shes a nouveau- riche. Or maybe not.... Aha! I'm going to be friendly to her. I mean she's new, she doesn't know me yet and she's skinny and pretty.

As I move closer to her, I gave her my most dazzling smile but she totally ignored me.

The nerve of that girl! Does she even know who i am?!

"Never ever mess with me new girl!" I murmured.

I bumped into her in purpose but before our shoulders could touch she dodged from it and exited peacefully. Well obviously I was ashamed and pissed at her!

THIS B*TCH! She's pissing the heck outta me. Just you wait! Once I've become famous and number 1 in the whole school I'll show you what I can do. I will let you kneel down and kiss my shoes. You will regret this day. I swear! I'll bring you down!

"OMG!! I can't believe she actually did that! Ugghh! You will regret what you did new b*tch!"

" Hey Miranda! Where have you been!?"
I heard someone shout from the back, wondering who it could be. As I faced back.... Oh! It was just Cara.

"Oh! It's none of your business Cara!" I exclaimed right away and walked out with a flawless hair flip.

I obviously saw Cara roll her eyes on me! But didn't matter to me anymore , because like.... Who the heck cares! That b*tch deserves to be in the sideline!

As I was heading to my classroom. I bumped into a man. A man with a very masculine structure and was wearing a fitting blue shirt from Gap pared with a skinny jeans from Top Shop and lastly a black Nike shoes with white laces. I was wondering who it was. Didn't see him around before......

"Hey! Watch where you're going!"

Wait......

This voice......

Could it be......

No way?!

IAN?!

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