Ms. Homophobic (gxg) ~[Editing]~

IV: Drama and More Drama

~Author's Note:

The Part of Views are changing between: Isabel Montes, Lauren Anderson, and Katherine- (Isabel's friend).

Anyways, Hi! Thank you to the people who have been reading, voting, following and commenting. Basically, you. Yeah, you! No! The person that looks like you. Yeah... Thank You! You're truly awesome.

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~Isabel Montes's POV:

I looked back at the pink headed girl feeling awe struck. She looked so hot in a dress. I composed myself giving her a sarcastic smile. I bit my lip looking at her from head to toe.

Lauren cleared her throat and I looked back into her blue eyes smirking. "It's rude to check out a straight girl," Anderson shot out. Her eyes cast to the bottle I was holding and a smirk appeared onto her face. "What's that? You going to stick that up yourself?"

Good thing no one was around to listen to our awkward conversation. I laughed lightly at her rudeness.

"Yeah, well. It's rude to say such a mean comment," I uttered. Her smirk fading. "This by the way is a bottle; not a dildo," I spoke having a smile playing on my lips as I gestured to the bottle. "You give my middle finger a boner, Anderson. I could show you, but as you can see we're at church." I smiled sweetly.

Anderson gasped in shock. Hahaha i burned her ass. I ran my fingers through my hair then bowing. "I gotta go inside now, Anderson." I blew her a kiss and she froze. "Watch me burn as like you said. I know you find me 'hot' because you can imagine me in flames," I winked at her. Her mouth gaped and she gawked at me.

I laughed at her irritated expression. I totally had it. I, Isabel Montes, officially likes getting Lauren Anderson angry and pissed off. It makes her look like a sexy monster.

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~Lauren Anderson's POV:

I stared at wide screen television without even watching the program which had Pretty Little Liars on. I was pondering lots of things on my mind like how Montes had humiliated me earlier at church. I admit, her comebacks were sarcastically stupid, yet funny, but it made my blood boil like in a tea kettle.

Yes, I had agreed to not bully 'her kind'; however, she did not include herself so, she's isolated. I guess she didn't think through whatever she had said. It was a wrong time to see her at church. Tom came to my house and seeing Isabel at church set me off the edge.

My phone was constantly lighting up notifying me. I took it from the night stand table to see 33 messages, and 10 voice mails from Tom. That made me roll my eyes and realized that that man was clingy and a douche. Memories of him and I flashed through my mind. We were so happy when we first started dating. Before I knew it, a wet substance was on my forearms. I blinked the tears away telling myself that he doesn't deserve me. I shouldn't cry over him. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands. I don't need him!

I cleaned out my inbox and calls from Tom and there was less messages now. 2 from Beverly, and 4 from an unknown number. I opened Beverly's messaged telling me something about calling her later. I replied with an ok.

Feeling bored, I got up from my bed switching the television off and walked out my room. This house is 2 stories yet, only 2 people lived in here excluding the housekeeper or gatekeeper. It was only my father and I living in this house, but it felt like I was the only one since he's always at work.

Don't get me started on my mother. I get aggravated with mentioning whatever that got to do with her. My older brother Lance, by a few minutes, chose to live with her. I hadn't seen him for 10 years. I'm 18 now ; therefore, she left me when I was 8. She left my father and I because she was---.