Last year in high school and you're pumped up. The past five years have only been to prepare you for this one. You're the QUEEN BEE. Captain of the cheerleading squad, and leader of the most popular and meanest girls in campus.
Your trophy-boyfriend is already waiting for you at your drive on his red Pontiac Solstice, looking all cool with his dark shades on.
He's the most popular guy in school. His name's Mark Tuan. He's the Alpha Male. The head of the basketball team.
You and him are very much alike. You dominate high school. No one would dare go against you. You're both from rich families, you get what you want. One snap of your fingers and everybody would come crawling to your feet.
You two have been together since Junior year. It's not really a love-at-first-sight kind of thing. More of like a let's-get-together-and-own-the-school kinda set up - planned, calculated. You need each other to get to where you are now.
You get on his car and you're off to the first day of your Senior year.
He parks at his usual spot, the best parking space in school. Your friends and his are already waiting when you get there. Of course, all eyes are on both of you. Croons from girls, oohs from boys and questioning whispers from new students.
You just love the attention.
Like a choreographed dance, he pulls his shades up to above his head, walks to your door and opens it for you. You give him a kiss on the lips, flip your long auburn hair and you both head to where your friends are.
Image is the number one priority. The both of you have been working on it for a long time, since you entered high school. You have to keep it to stay on top.
"Elysa," Phoebe calls out. She's the closest to you among your three friends. She's the brains in your group. The most quiet but the richest. She follows you around, even joins the clubs you go to. "Loving those new red pumps." She chirps.
You shrug your shoulder and smile. You know everybody envies you.
"Don't forget the party at my house tonight," JB says. He's also a member of the basketball team with Mark, together with Junior, Jackson, Yugyeom, Bambam and YJ. He's kinda dating one of your friends, Sasha.
Sasha is second to you. She's the meanest. She can take anyone down with just her eyes. Although a bit slow in academics, she's the best in track.
Darcey is her bestfriend. She does anything and everything you tell her to do.
"What are you gonna wear?" Darcey asks you. You know for sure she's gonna wear something very similar to yours. You just shrug your shoulders again and roll your eyes.
Of course, there are still haters. Sarah, is the number one in your list of antis. The editor of the school paper. She has tried to bring you down many times, but failed. Toby, her loser boyfriend. The geek, the loner.
You all enter the building together. Like a flock of birds, Mark and you lead them inside.
"Laters, babe." Mark gives you a kiss and releases you from his arm before you enter your first class.
Lunch time is all the same. You sit at the long table always reserved for your group. The boys join you, Mark sitting beside you. You both act like the sweetest couple in school, feeding each other and whispering sweet nothings.
Club time comes, and since it's the first day, there are try outs everywhere. Being the captain, you go to the gym to head the selection of incoming cheerleaders. Phoebe, Sasha, and Darcey sit beside you behind the long table. Mark and his team, on the other hand, are at the basketball court, choosing new members themselves.
A little touch up here, a dab of powder there and you're off to the parking lot again to meet Mark.
He drives you home. You make out in the car before you get out and get ready for the party tonight.
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Ok. So this chapter is practically just an introduction of the characters and their status in school.
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Cold Hearts - Mark Tuan fanfic
FanfictionHigh School is never easy. But, for you and Mr. Cool Guy, it is. You're at the peak of your popularity. All guys are after you, all girls envy you. You're the head of the cheerleading squad plus you're father is a multi-millionaire. But, at the las...