*Bailey's point of view*
The weekend flew by in a blur of shopping and gossiping with Caroline and Clare. It would have been more enjoyable if Clare hadn't tagged along, but I got a substantial amount of clothing which makes up for it.
I walked into homeroom and made my way over to the back corner where my desk was.
I have to say that so far it was much easier to avoid that Niall kid then I thought it would be. As long as I had my face in my phone he didn't seem to give a crap about me. Which was good. That's what I wanted.
As I sat down, I realized that I spoke too soon.
"Bailey, how are you?" Niall said turning out of his seat to face mine. He had that smug smile on his face that told me he was going to enjoy pushing my buttons.
I pulled my phone out, not saying a word.
"Oh common, don't be like that. I'm trying to be nice, asking how you are and that shit. I realize that I was a little harsh at the market and I'm trying to make it up to you. You wouldn't be so rude as to not give me another chance would you?" Niall said faking hurt.
"Watch me," I mumbled to myself.
"Fair enough," Niall said, "I guess I'll just try and find that other chick you hang out with. The tan one. What's her name? Oh, yeah, Clare! She seems like quite the catch."
"I'd like to see you try. You think I'm inconsiderate to other peoples feelings? You haven't even begun to see inconsiderate," I said getting so annoyed that I put my phone down. I couldn't help but feel like this guy would be an absolute idiot if he went looking for her. There was also another feeling in the back of my mind, but I couldn't pinpoint what it was.
Niall perked up as he realized I was caving, "Am I sensing some bad blood? Could there ever be problems in the group of the most perfect people in high school?"
"God damn it!" I snapped, but only loud enough for him to hear, "Why do you keep saying that? I never said I was better than you. When in God's name did I tell you I thought I was perfect?"
"Someone doesn't like their buttons pushed," he said smugly.
I rolled my eyes, "What do you want anyway? It's been like three weeks since we have talked."
"Well I just wanted to know how you were," Niall said. Something changed in his voice almost making it sound like he cared. But I'm not stupid.
I looked at him for a minute. "I was fine. Up until about two minutes ago when you decided it would be great to ruin my day." I turned putting my legs under my desk and facing forward.
He did the same. "Welcome to my world," I heard him mumble. I didn't know if I was suppose to hear him say that, but either way I heard it. It sounded just plain sad.
This stupid kid seems to be that only one that can truly make me feel bad about being mean. I mean, I always feel a little bad, but I get over it. This guy just seemed to continue throwing low blows that hit me hard. I wanted to say something.
But I didn't.
Instead I started looking around the room trying to distract myself with something. As I was looking around I caught the eye of Marcel in the front row. He immediately turned his head back down to his desk and started scribbling on his paper, but I had already seen him. He had been staring at me for I don't know how long which was weird. Marcel and I never had too many problems, but Derek was almost unhealthily obsessed with torturing Marcel. I guess because I hang out with Caroline who hangs out with Derek means that he wouldn't like me either.
When the bell rang I was leaning down to grab my bag, but another hand reached down and took it before I could. I looked up to see Niall sling his bag over one shoulder and hold mine in the other hand.
I reached out to take it but he pulled it away, going back to the Niall with the smug smile on his face. I didn't like that Niall.
Not that I liked any Niall but I'm just saying.
"You should let me walk you to class," he said looking down at me.
I tried to look tough even though he was so much taller, "I should tell the teacher that you're harassing me."
"We both know that that wouldn't be smart," He laughed.
"Actually I don't," I said beginning to walk towards the teacher who was staring down grading papers.
I felt a hand grasp my upper arm and I was lightly tugged back to face Niall. He wasn't smiling anymore. "Well this is me telling you that it isn't. So where's your class?"
"I have Bio," I said looking down.
"Well lets go then," He motioned towards the door.
I walked down the hallway not making eye contact with anyone. My arms were crossed as I felt a couple people staring. God what were they thinking about me? They probably thought I liked Niall and I wanted him to carry my bag and drop me off at class. Maybe they though we both liked each other or something. My pace quickened as we got closer to the room.
"Jeez slow down Secretariat," Niall joked behind me. I could hear the smirk back on his face.
When we got in seeing distance of the room I abruptly turn around. To my shock I saw Niall staring down with my phone in his hands not paying attention to the fact that I stopped.
"Why did you stop?" He said as he almost slammed into me.
"What the hell are you doing with my phone?" I asked ripping it from his hands.
"Well I thought that because we are clearly hitting it off so well that you might want my number for when you're lonely. Don't worry I already texted myself so I have yours too. Just try not to text me all the time, you don't want to seem clingy," He smirked.
I took my bag from his hand and looked at him with distaste, "You're fucked up."
I turned and made my way to the room as I heard his laughter echo through the hall.
Author - Yay! Over 500 reads! You have no idea how happy that makes me :) Thank you to everybody who reads and votes and sends messages I love all of you. So I might start doing chapter questions to try and get some comments. So this chapter question is: Do you think Bailey will ever change who she is? Do you think she could handle not being at the top of the social pyramid? I'm interested in what you guys think so comment what you think below :) Again thank you so much and don't forget to read, vote, comment, and spread the word of Revenge!
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