Charming Taylor.

Chapter eight.

I hated Mondays.

Especially this Monday.

I decided to skip the first three hours, not wanting to be bothered.I wanted to skip the whole day, but my mom threatened to take my car sway, and we couldn’t have that.

I sighed making my way to the lunchroom, I plopped down into one of the chairs, Adrian and Zoe staring at me.

“Where have you been?” Adrian said.

I shrugged my shoulders reaching in my purse grabbing out my poptart and my wallet so I could go get an ice tea.

“Home.”

I said getting up from the table.

I grabbed my ice tea, I started to head back towards the table.

“You’re such a little bitch.”

I stopped dead in my tracks, coming into view, with the lovely Katrina Moore.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused.” Katrina snapped.

I raised my eyebrow at her, and continued walking, until Katrina stepped in my way, placing her hot pink manicured nail on my shoulder.

“Katrina, you have three seconds to get the fuck out of my way, before your heads in that freezer door.” I snapped.

Katrina laughed, I watched as everyone started to crowd around us, including Monroe and his clones.

I heard Adrian say uh oh, and Zoe step behind me ready to hold me back from bashing Katrina’s head through that door.

did people not catch the look? the “don’t fuck with me look.” or do I have to start announcingit.

“I’m sorry slut did you say something?” Katrina said shoving me back a little bit.

I handed my ice tea and wallet to Adrian, not wanting to ruin my ice tea all over this hoe.

“I’m the slut?” I snorted.

“You kissed my boyfriend!”

“He’s not your boyfriend for one.” I said raising up one of my fingers.

“Two: I’m almost positive Monroe kissed me.” I said adding another finger.

“And three: are you that fucking stupid? Monroe has you wrapped around his fingers, why would he kiss me, if he wanted you?” I said holding up another finger, smirking at her.

That’s when I felt her five little fingers swipe across my face, my hand shot up to my now throbbing cheek.

and my fist went flying, only to be stopped by Monroe Taylor.. and what made it worse, he was laughing.

“You think this is funny?” I snapped.

Monroe just looked at me.

“hahahaha! very funny, yeah, let’s all laugh about it huh?!”

Monroe dropped my hand, and my hand instantly flew up punching Monroe straight in his jaw, I heard my first collide with his jaw, his eyes went wide, scratch that everyones eyes went wide.

“You’re such an asshole Monroe! You partially got what you wanted are you happy now? or did you make up that rumor too saying we fucked in the bathroom? get ahold of yourself Monroe not every girl fucking wants you!”

I snapped grabbing my things from Adrian I snatched my purse off the table and headed for the school doors.

The rumor is what sent me over the edge, I would never sleep with Monroe, I had enough respect for myself and my body to say no. Drunk or not, I still wouldn’t let anyone take advantage of me.