Cold Hearts - Mark Tuan fanfic

3 - New Girl?

"I heard there's a new girl in campus," Sasha is saying over lunch on a Thursday. 

That time, you see a voguish chick come in the doors of the cafeteria. All eyes are drawn to her. Even Mark glances but immediately withdraws. He wouldn't dare to look at another girl when you're around. 

You stare at the girl walking your direction. "She's no new girl," you recognize her, your right brow shoots up. What's this bitch doing here?

"Elysa, darling," she steps up in front of you. 

You smile your sweetest, "Britney!" Everybody is surprised to see a transformed girl. 

Britney was in the cheerleading squad two years ago. She was your competitor for the title. Unfortunately, she was much heavier that time, not to mention average looking. She had short brown hair, thick unibrow, and her face was full of acne. 

But, the girl in front of you now has long blonde hair, perfectly shaped eyebrows and flawless fair skin. 

"I thought you moved to Canada?" you ask her. 

"Oh, we have. But my dad's company called him back here." She flips her hair and leans on the table close to Mark. "Mark! Did you miss me?" She touches his face and smiles sweetly at her. 

Mark wouldn't look at her in the eye. He tilts his head to evade her hand. Good boy!

"See you around!" She waves and turns, but not before whispering "bitch!" You hear her alright. 

You and her have a long history. You started out to be best of friends in elementary. Your feud began when you entered middle school. Both of you were in the running to become the Queen Bee when you enter high school. You've competed in cheerleading, dancing, academics and beauty. She was better in arts, you were definitely the best at cheerleading and dancing. Beauty? You know you had it.

Two years ago, during cheerleading practice, the captain asked both of you to perform a choreograph for her to choose who's going to take over her throne. You did well of course. She was so outraged. She attacked you and called you names - Brat, Whore, Druggists daughter, among others. But the last name hit you. You called her an ugly, fat, social climber. 

That did it. She quit school. At that time, she wasn't supposed to go with her dad to Canada, but because of what happened, she did. 

You thought she would stay there for good. Obviously not. Now she's back, way prettier. And you know she's gonna get back at you. 

"Is that really her?" Junior asks, still in awe. 

"She's become so hot," Jackson is also stunned. 

"Thanks to her dad's money, doctors were able to work miracles on her." You say scornfully. 

At least that's your asset. You are just naturally beautiful. You don't need to go to doctors to have a flawless skin. You work out to have a hot body, not go for lipo. 

She sits with the other drama club members at the other side of the room. You feel her staring at you, but you won't give her the pleasure to see you affected by her presence. So, you stay calm. Smile at Mark and lean on his shoulder while you listen to your gang chat. 

"Watch your back Elysa," Britney comes up from behind you at your locker. "I'm gonna snatch that crown from you."

You face her, smiling oh so sweetly, "Honey, you know you don't stand a chance. You can't even smile with that plastic on your face," you insult her. 

Her lips turn down to a frown and her brows meet. "I swear I'm gonna bring you down, bitch."

"Try me!"