Hopelessly In Love [ON HOLD]

Chapter 4

  Shit.

How could this day get any worse? I sighed not knowing what to do. I completely forgot I gave Jamie my class schedule and I was stupid enough to not skim through it. Well, I guess I'm done for today. I can't go back now to get my schedule from Jamie because who knows what I would be seeing if I went back.

I dont want to see him and most especially her. Let's just say Macy and I aren't the best of friends or even close to being acquaintances. She's that typical pretty( not.), hot (not.), mean girl (of course), and most especially the biggest whore around the campus.

She would do anything just to get what she wanted.

Sadly, for her ofcourse, no one likes her-- no, EVERYONE hates her and her guts and her face.

The faculty can't do anything about it because her mother is the biggest sponsor of Southpark High and, she's the head of the PTA. No one would want to get on her bad side. I, on the other hand, is the heiress of Caden Enterprises. I don't mind because I don't really have an idea on what I want to do when I grow up. So the company would actually be my priority; Though my dream university would either be Harvard or maybe NYU but I dont plan on being anything.

Going to college and finding out what I want to do when I grow up would be a backup plan.

As I was saying, there are only 2 words to describe or actually what I call Macy, Evil. Bitch.

She did lots of things that made me hate highschool but not to the extent where I wanted to cut my head off or die. I was not that type of person to do that. It doesn't do anything. The pain or pleasure in doing that will only be temporary and will make things worse. Instead, I'd rather chop Macy's head off than my own.

Who would want to be headless and have to kill themselves when you can kill the one who made your life miserable, I mean no offence to depressed people and the like.

I walk towards my locker to get my things, then head towards my car since I dont want to spend my day here anymore. Sure, I could go and ask Mrs. Greyson for another copy of my class schedule but I dont want to burden her and who would want to stay in this hell anyway?

Starting up my car, I slowly head out of the parking lot making sure I wasn't going to bump any of the stupid students motorcycles here. Don't they want their bikes in good condition?

Shouldn't spend so much money if you arent going to take care of it. I then felt my tummy gurgling and realized I haven't eaten for more than two bites. I then head to the place I have been wanting to visit ever since I came back.

I smiled looking at the large sign on top of the diner and looked for a parking slot. I noticed the diner was fully occupied and I'd be lucky if I had a parking slot available and turns out that my luck is getting better.

I then parked successfully and headed towards the entrance and heard the bell that hangs on the door to signal that a customer has entered. I take in the smell of the deep fried carbohydrates and proteins.

"Welcome to Cynthia's diner!" I smiled looking for the voice. I looked to the counter only to see wide opened eyes of the 35 year old ginger.

" I'm back!" I said while giving a bright, white smile towards Cynthia. "Holy mother of sweet pancakes. The great Samantha Caden is back!" She said still having her thick texan accent. "Ha ha. How are you Cynthia?" Before she could reply, her husband, Howard came over to me. "This can't be right dear."

He said to Cynthia looking like I was a ghost. "Hey Howard, miss me?" Cynthia laughed while Howard gave a hearty laugh before picking me up trying to carry me. Cynthia and Howard were like the parents I never had before.

I'm not saying my parents didnt treat me well or something but with the company in the way, dad never really had time for Mom and I.

As for mom, she was the best. I was grateful for her being by my side and I was an only child; what else would I do? The first time I came here, I ordered a bunch of food and didnt notice I didnt bring any money and things started from there.

Cynthia was really angry while Howard just laughed and told me it was okay. I really felt guilty and would always come to help and make it up to Cynthia and we just clicked. They were the perfect parents anyone could ask for.

I smiled at the memory. It was a great one. I noticed they were busy while attending to every single customer's orders and nothing changed except for the newly painted walls and a bigger space.

"They expanded it huh? I wonder what changed while I was gone. I missed this, it's good to be back." I thought while going to the kitchen to help in washing the dishes. Guess I wouldnt be so useless for today.