My Heels Clacked loudly on the floor as I left Mrs. Ameels class, I told her I needed to use the bathroom but in reality I just needed to touch up my make up. When I rounded the next corner I saw something that I would never forget, Amy Asher, The school no it all, was sucking faces with my boyfriend. I would be lying if I said I was sad or up set. My emotions were far worse I was infuriated, flustered, maybe even destroyed. I couldn't understand, I Makenalee Foster was the captain of the cheer leading team and extremely popular. I don't Know why he would do this to me, it would destroy his social life and get him booted out of the populars.
I would not let him know this upset me though, no I would show him what his is missing out on. I strutted around the corner swing my hips and clacking my heels. Amy and my boyfriend, Jonas, broke apart and looked at me. Amy made some sort of a squeeking sound like a scared mouse. She should be scared no one would talk to her the minute they found out she messed with me. I was the queen and she was a pesant.
"Makenalee he was gonna break up with you it doesn't matter..." she squeeked. Jonas grabbed her hand in a comforting way. I stompted my foot,
"He was gonna break up with me!? No! No one breaks up with me! I am breaking up with him!" I growl out angerily.I stomp into the bathroom, angry or sad teers stream down my face. Making black trails of make up. I am queen bee, heartless, peaple say, a bully. But, I still have feeling, I may not show them but I do. Jonas was the only one I shared my feelings with and he did this to me. The reson I am this way is all because of feelings, A long trail of them to hard to trace out. He knew my story and he still does this. I hear a nock on the door then jonases voice,
"Mak, I know your in there let me explain" He took a breath and began to explain "I love amy and I love you but, I love you in more of a friend way. I don't care if you spread rumors. I just hope we can be friends again some day," he says.
I sniffle "Traiter" I yell "I told you everthing, about my parents, my life, and you do this! we will never be friends I hate you!" I was sobbing by the end of it.I cryed untill he left I pulled my self up to the mirror and looked at my self I looked awfull. I checked my cell, I had 12 minutes tell the bell rang, I had to fix my self up by then. I put eye drops in my eyes to sooth the redness, then washed my face. I covered my blochy skin with consealer then cover up. I also put on 5 thick layers of masscara and eyeliner. I put on pink eye shadow and brushed out my bleached hair. I looked amazing when I was done. It's like I never cried. I smiled at myself in the mirror. "You don't need anyone but your self as long as you are no one can hurt you." I wispered the words my mother would tell me when she would leave. I smiled at my self one more time before I coffidently strolled out of the bathroom just as the lunch bell rang.
I strutted into the lunch room and walked strate to Jonases table. All his friends and him were laughing when I walked up. "Hey, Jonas" I purred. His head snapped up and he gave me a look that said 'Whaat are you doin.' I smiled "We have to brake up." I said sweetly. all his friends chuckled and said stuff like 'sorry man' or 'I knew she would dump your sorry ass.' I strutted to my table filled with all the cheer leaders and grimiced. There goes the only person I love...
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Heels of Hell
Teen FictionWhen the most popular girl in school, Makenalee Foster, get's cheated on by the love of her life what lengths will she go to for revenge.