Apparently my alarm clock hates me otherwise it wouldn't have gone off today of all days. It was the first day of school. Damn my outfit has to be bomb today I thought. I got up and got in the shower doing well what every girl does in the shower. When I got out I examined myself in the mirror.
Blonde hair? Yep.
Blue eyes? Yep.
Freckles? Check.
Do I look like a Barbie? Always.
     With all that and my tan skin and money to burn I'm your typical Bimbo and pretty much your stereotypical popular girl.
Let's say this
"My house is big and so are my boobs, my hair and my heels are high, my lips and my bank account are full."
I recited to myself while I did my make up which wasn't that much just mascara, concealer under my eyes, and pink lipstick. I didn't like to cover my freckles.  Sometimes imperfection is perfection.
    Before you start, no I don't have a crazy possessive ex or anything that will come up later in the story and I say "the last person I expected/ wanted to see yadda yadda".  I haven't suffered any tragedy in my family. I only have an older brother Maxwell. My parents? My dad is rich because he buys what other people do and take credit for it, that's what an investor does, especially when he's so good at it. My mom is and exercise freak that makes millions off of fitness videos and drinks that she sells to other forty year old moms that still have baby weight.
    Time for my outfit. I decided on a floral skirt and a white crop top that showed off my belly ring and abs. I had a fit body thanks to my completely insane mom. I curled my long ass hair and decided I was ready to go. I grabbed my phone and my money so I could stop for coffee before school. My regular coffee stops and I get a hot peppermint mocha every single time. I also get a cinnamon roll. I stop with my two best friends Kate and Chloe here is what they are like

Chloe: brown hair, grey eyes, tall and definitely well liked in the boy population. She has confidence to spare and an attitude.

Kate: red hair, brilliant green eyes. Her hair doesn't match her personality like at all she's pretty and smart and kind of closed off she's just shy but really friendly. And did I mention that she's got brains like there's no tomorrow.

    "Hey Ronni" Chloe beamed when she saw me. She was wearing pink pants and a white V-neck with white vans. 
"Hey Hun how's the boy toy" I smirked at her. "Absolutely perfect he's in college and man he's good in...."
"Not now!" Kate screeched covering her ears, I laughed at the innocence of my little friend. We finished order in and sat down to enjoy our pre-academic meal.
When here comes Marley Greene. She's like the "bad girl" of the school and with me being the popular chick we were sworn enemies from the start.
She wore tattered jeans and some weird band shirt with her jet black hair pale skin and nose piercing. Man, even looking at her I was practically over dosing on Xanax. She spotted me and acknowledged my presence with a glare which I gladly returned.
   She walked over to order but I didn't stay long enough to have another stare down I booked it to school.
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     I checked my lipstick in my locker mirror. So cliché I thought. I chatted with another girl from my group I think her name was Evelyn but I can't be sure. We mostly talked about boys and annoying teachers while we were waiting for the bell to ring for lunch. I spotted Marley again walking down the hall this time she wasn't alone, she was with her boy friend Vick. Let's just say he's a total dream boat, with dark brown hair and tan skin golden flecked hazel eyes. How he and Marley came to be is a mystery but they're together and I hate it.
Class went by without anther hitch from the bitch. I caught a glimpse of her in chemistry glaring at me through a beaker, but she only sat back and watched as I twirled my hair and fake laughed.

 The bell rang signaling for lunch I walked into the cafeteria smiling my boyfriend Jason  swung his arm around me when we met at the door. "Hey babe" he swooned looking me up and down. "Hi" I said checking my nails. Jason is cute and all but he has no personality and is temperamental. The only reason I was dating him was because at first he was cool and then he made the football team and now he just sucks ass. I slipped out of his grasp and headed over to my table with all of my "posse". It was an all girls table, an unwritten rule between our friends that way what we talk about stays at the table. All through lunch I kept glancing at the burnout table where Vick was sitting his arm was lying on Marley's shoulder as he laughed with the others. He has an amazing laugh I thought. 

   "Umm girl.. Haven't you had enough eye candy?" Zoe asked. She's just on of the girls that sit at me table. I snapped back into reality to see all of them staring at me. "What? He's hot" was all I had to say. "Well he has a girlfriend" Janice said not taking her eyes off her compact mirror. "Like that's stopped you!" I shot back. Everyone knows Janice is a first class whore. She just shrugged and continued eyeing herself.
   I breathed deeply. Enjoy it now Marley. I always get what I want.
     "Veronica?" I heard looking over my shoulder. " oh hey Mary" I smiled. Mary was my partner in biology and was considered a nerd but she's super nice and I've offered he a spot at our table but she politely declined because that would mean leaving her boyfriend Kyle who was a total dweeb but he had a sort of geek chic charm to him I guess. "So I was wondering about our up coming project" she was just such a happy person that it was literally okay for her to be that happy and no one else other wise it would her annoying. "Oh yeah I'm going to start on it tonight" I remembered we had a project due next week. I started to get up finishing my conversation with Mary and not paying attention to where I was going. I bumped into someone my food all went to the floor, I looked up and saw Marley of course. She was slightly covered in mayonnaise but can easily wipe it off. She looked down at her shirt and fumed. "Watch where your going doll face" she growled. Damn it's only a little and honestly it's not like that shirt was worth keeping. I rolled my eyes, "doll face? Really is that really all you have after so many years of fighting?" I scoffed at the near sight of her. She started to say something but I stopped her. "I wasn't finished" I smiled my darkest grin at her pathetic comeback. "I was having a conversation as you could have probably seen and for the record there is plenty of space to go around me so honestly the next time you purposely run into me like that, you're going to have to do better" I glanced down at her shirt while she looked baffled. I flipped my hair in response and sashayed away. I sat back down and took out my phone. I was scrolling through Instagram when some bitch decided to pour water on me. I whipped my head around and found Marley with an empty mineral water, the contents had been disposed of on my head. Without hesitation I grabbed Janice's orange soda and in retaliation I stood up and emptied it onto her terrible dye job.
    She was dumbfounded with her mouth opened like a fish I smirked. "Feels good don't it bitch" I smiled and dropped my can. She raced out of the room followed by cheers and laughter by our fellow students. I turned to give and smile to my friends when I was yet again whipped around this time without my consent. Vick had latched himself onto my wrist and was fuming mad. His eyes bore into me like he was trying to burn me.
   "Don't ever touch her again" he snapped. I felt the buzz from us being connected but I wasn't nervous I was Veronica Grey for God Sake I was a force to be reckoned with.
"Alright Romeo don't blow a gasket I was only retaliating she made the first move" I was jabbing at his chest and when I finished I looked around for support from my peers I got it they nodded at me and I smiled. I was the one with backup.
"You've been at her for years" he spat through clenched teeth. Being my badass self I was I did what only Marley was allowed to do, I got up right in his face I put both of my hands on his sculpted chest and whispered in his ear loud enough for onlookers to hear this statement.
"Tell your girlfriend not to play games with me unless she's ready to lose" I smiled I felt his breath tickle my skin. For a second I tensed but I stood my ground. He gave up and left. I was now being cheered on by my beautiful crowd. Man I loved high school.

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