Beautifully Bad

Chapter two

There is some bad language in this so if you can't handle it please don't read. 

Rayleigh's P.O.V.

That Sean kid seems really sweet. Plus, he's a total sweetheart! But, I don't want to hurt him. He's so nice to me, but, I can't give him what he wants. He wants me. I can tell he does. I can see it in his eyes. He's so adorable and cute, and his eyes, oh my god, his eyes are seriously the brightest things ever. I could stare at them all day and not get tired of them. Wow.

But, I can't like him. I just can't. I can't let Tyler down. I promised him that as long as I was here, I would not fall in love with someone else. Tyler is my life, I would never do something like that to him. But, Sean, every time I look at him, my breathing stops. I don't know what it is. There's something about him. I just can't figure out what it is.

“Hello. You must be Rayleigh Thomas? I'm Mr. Valentine. You can share the table back there with Meghan”Mr. Valentine pointed to where I would be sitting.

I snorted, this girl looks like shit. Seriously. She's wearing a short ass skirt, a pink flowery tank top, and heels. What. The. Fuck.

“Hi! I'm Meghan, you must be Rayleigh!” She smiled a cheesy fake ass smile. Can you stop looking at me, hoe? I already feel the need to punch her in the face. She looks so fake. Her makeup looks to be caked on, her blonde hair looks fried, probably from straightening that shit too much, and her boobs even look fake. Boob job much?

“Hey,” I said, not too excited. I rolled my eyes at her fakeness. Who the hell would wanna date this?

“It's soooo nice to meet you.” Okay, you're trying too hard, honey. You can quit now.

I took my seat, pulling out my notebook and pen from my bag. “Look, I know you're trying to like me,”

“What are you talking about? I actually like you. I'm not trying!”

“Really, Meghan? Really? I can fucking tell by your voice that you already can't stand me. Shit, I know I can't stand you. I mean, c'mon, you're so fake,”

“How am I fake?” she spat. I knew I was getting to her, but I didn't care. And I could tell I was already drawing a crowd. It hasn't even been two hours yet and people are already getting on my nerves.

“For one, your makeup is caked on your face. If you took it off, you'd lose 10 fucking pounds. And your hair looks beyond fried. Stop using a damn straightener, and stop dying it. Also, your boobs look fake. What are they? Double E?”

She gasped, her face looking pale. Her face was already pale, but it was even worse now. “You bitch!” she yelled, the entire class was now looking back at us. I laughed at her. I really didn't care what she called me.

“Meghan!”Mr. Valentine made his way back to us, “What's going on here?”

“Well, little miss. I'm not fake here, decided that she didn't like me. She asked for a pen and when I said I only had one, she called me well, you know what she said,” I tried to play innocent as best as I could. I had the class snorting. I knew they knew what actually happened, but was I going to say what happened? Hell no! I don't wanna get in trouble on the first day.

“Meghan, out! Go to the office. I will call the principal and let him know what happened!”

“That's not what happened!”

“Just because Sean broke up with you, does not mean you can take your anger out on someone else!” Mr. Valentine yelled.

Shit, this was getting intense! Where's the fucking popcorn when you need it?