10 Victorias

My New 'Best Friend'

I shrugged.
"I said no. Maybe get some hearing aids,Emilia," I said.
Her face was almost as red as her blush.
"I'm warning you. One more chance,"she said,in a nice tone,but I knew there was malice in that voice.
I thought about it. I had nothing to lose. Like literally nothing. Friends? None. Family? They don't even go here.
I shrugged,"I mean sure. I have nothing better to do anyway."
She looked at me warily. Suspicious..Her face lit up all of a sudden and she was staring at something-or someone behind me. I turned around. Speak of the devil.
"Jason!" I said,in a cheery tone,just to piss Emilia off.
She smiled,and honestly if she didn't call me a b*tch earlier,I would've thought she was an angel. When Jason wasn't looking though,she glared at me like I killed her husband.
"And who is this,Vic?" Jason asked,one eyebrow raised.
Before I could say anything,Emilia reached out and said:
"Emilia Swanson. From English class with Mr.Brian,remember?" She said innocently.
Jason thought about it for a millisecond before saying,"No I don't."
She went red and anger flashed in her eyes,before she drowned it and smiled brightly. She looked at me for a second,as if to say,'what are you even doing here if you're not even gonna say something?'
"Oh come on Jace. How could you not remember this pretty girl? You go after all the new hot chicks right? Isn't she perfect?" I said.
"I might give her a chance because she is your best friend right?" He asked.
Emilia grabbed me and looped her arms through mine and her dug her fingernails into my skin and told me to smile. I forced a smile.
"Yeah of course she is. I mean we've known each other for like a day so obviously."
She dug her fingernails deeper into my skin. I winced. Jeez,can this girl calm her tits? Is she desperate to this extent?
"I'll give you my number later..Emily..?" Jason asked.
"Emilia. Ee-mee-lee-ah,"she corrected.
Jason nodded and walked away.
"Guess we'll have to hang out in public for him to believe us. I'm not hanging around someone who dresses like a hobo so I'm taking you shopping,"she declared.
Something clicked inside of me. Not now please..I don't even have a say in this.
"And who are you to judge? You only got with him because you acted like my best friend. Jason knows you're not. He got the signal. If you were that pretty,he would've remembered you. You just think you're so wonderful don't you? You think you're all that. But news flash honey,you're not. You're not the queen bee of this school. Good luck with that date of yours with Jason,whore," I said,in a very calm tone.
The look on Emilia's face was hilarious. Anger mixed with shock. It was amazing how she opened her mouth to say some snarky comment back but couldn't. Instead,she bursted into tears. For some reason,I didn't even feel a tad bit guilty.
"You'll pay for that,Victoria Williams. You'll see," she said,with mascara running down her face and smeared lipstick. She looked like the joker. I stopped. I walked back slowly.
I lifted her face up with my finger. I looked at her with a cold stare. I laughed. I then slapped her. Hard.