Kristen was covered in lima beans, mashed potatoes, a clump of bubblegum was stuck in her hair, and she reeked of smelly, mystery meat.
Anastasia held a clump of mystery meat in her hand, and her clothes were....SPARKLING. Wait, what? How??
"You little b*tch!", Kristen sneered. "This outfit cost $US1000! You and you're little 'pillowpet' crew are gonna pay for this. REAL BAD."
"Waaaah! Wahhh! Mommy, help me!" Anastasia fake cried. She cleared her throat, "And is that supposed to scare me?"
Kristen briskly advanced towards her, when a guy suddenly appeared in the middle of them.
He had dark brown chestnut hair, sparkling hazel eyes, a--- Hold up. Wasn't this the jerk that knocked over my books this morning?
"Kristen, please, calm down.", he consoled her.
"Brady, get your dirty hands OFF OF ME!" This b*tch is gonna pay for what she did to me!"
This girl talking 'bout he got dirty hands when she's the one covered in slob and lunch goo.
He backed off a bit, but still remained between them. "Kristen, just please. Leave them alone. Let them have this lunch period for themselves. I don't really care what happens tomorrow, but today is a different thing. Just please."
I took off one of my shoes aiming at his head. When I flung my hand back to throw it, a hand prevented me by holding it. It was James.
"Kelly, calm down. I'm sure you don't want a suspension on your report, do you?", he said.
"Ugh, fine.", I put on back my shoe, plopping on the bench.
"Fine. I'll do this just ONCE. But watch out baby girl, you better not come to school tomorrow, or if you're badass enough, make sure you wear a lousy outfit just like you did today.", Kristen warned.
Leah's crew oohed and laughed at the same time.
"B*tches,", Kylee said, sitting at our table.
Kylee is also one of my best friends.
"Where were you?" I interrogated.
"Intercom radio club. They had an important meeting that just ended.", she replied, stuffing an apple in her mouth.
The bell rung again, signalling the end of lunchtime.
"Guess you'll have to ask permission to eat in class today.", James reassured Kylee.
"Yup.", Kylee scraped her food in a bag carelessly. "Let's go. Come on Anastasia, we'll figure out a plan tonight.", she consoled.
Anastasia grumpily grabbed her bag and stormed away with us, while Leah and Kristen's crew headed to the girls' bathroom to clean Kristen up, like Kristen didn't know how to clean her own self up.
Spoilt brats.
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In Pieces..
Teen FictionBasically, this story is about a 16 year old girl, living THEE best life a human being could possibly have. Being the snotty girl she is, she's one of the most popular girls at Norville Academy, not seemed to be hated by ANYONE. But maybe her life w...
