The bad boy's blonde (a miscommunication story)

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Good morning to my beautiful self. I looked in the mirror only to be greeted with messy hair and drool with smeared makeup on the side.
My outfit was to support the fact that I was not a vegetarian and don't support eating my friends! That was a joke guys come on. Paired with high waisted shorts and adidas sneakers.
I slipped on my charm bracelet from my grandma bless her soul she isn't dead, she just lives in Paris and I don't see her very often.
When I stopped at Starbucks nothing happened I didn't see Marley again thank god.
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I hate this class
Of course I have to go to geometry today of all days.
This morning when I got to school I was greeted by my girls pushing my into the bathroom and locking me in to try and tell me a secret. They even kicked some poor freshmen out of their stalls to make sure no one was listening. Kate pushed me up against the wall
Kate this is no way to come out of the closet.
"If I tell you this you have to promise you won't freak out" her voice was dead serious. Something told me it wasn't the time to make my closet joke
"Tell me the fucking news already why am I in here" I squirmed under Kate's death grip on my wrists. She looked at Janice who appeared out of nowhere as usual.
"Okay..." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Sarah heard from one of the burnouts who heard from Vicks best friend who heard from Vick that was told by Marley that she was planning g something big to ruin you"
No wonder she took such a deep breath before she said that she let that all out at once.
I put on my poker face "I'm not scared of her" I scoffed.
"You should be I heard she was getting Vick into this too" Janice chomped her gum. I broke free from Kate and went to the mirror. I checked my makeup and lipstick. I tussled my hair and marched out of the bathroom.
I was strutting down the hall when I realized that I passed my locker. Wen I turned around there he was.
Vick was looking down at me with his messy hair and perfect cheek bones.
His hazel eyes bore into my blue ones.
I tried not to cower in his presence but when I looked to my left and saw Marley leaning against a locker smirking at me I gained some confidence. I pushed Vick back from practically being on top of me to standing at a normal distance.
  "So we meet again" I said nonchalantly picking at my nails. He huffed and looked at Marley, she nodded in return and looked back at me.
"Well it seems you just don't learn your lesson huh Veronica?"
I winced no one ever used my full name I never let them well Mary does of course but she's not a dick like Vince.
" okay mr. Testosterone A. You call me Ronni nothing else, if you have a problem with that then just don't talk to me and B. I'm not interested in a cat fight at the moment especially with someone that's fighting a battle that isn't theirs" I shot Marley a look that said I figured you out bitch. Her smirk broke for an instant.
Before Vick could respond the bell rang and the crowd that had formed around us had dispersed to get to class. Eventually so did Marley and Vick.
He was so close to me I could have kissed him if I wanted to
Omg I could have kissed him guys i found my new plan.
Biology came around and I mindlessly handed in my project and daydreaming about Vick.
"Hey" Jason called after class.
"Hey Jason. We have to talk" I said now was the time to let him know I was no longer interested in him.
"I think we should break up" I said not hesitating.
He looked confused at first but then he realized what I had said.
"So does that mean I can bang Janice?" He smiled. "I don't give a fuck" I waved him off with my hand
Wow what a piece of work. I would have been mad but honestly i have better things to do then be mad at my ex for trying to get with the schools whore. I walk down the halls and everyone gives me some sort of apologetic look and its driving me insane. i cant even be happy without someone trying to ruin it. The next person who gave me look I snarled at. I hated being felt bad for by onlookers. I reached the end of the hall for art with Kate and she looked at me for a split second and then dashed in the door. Weird. I popped in a piece of gum and mindlessly doodled until the teacher started to handout papers.
"On these papers are a description, your job is to make the description come to life". Mr. Yaniff instructed.
My paper came to me and when I read it i was already bored.
Description:
Mysterious
Beautiful
Fatal
It's like Mr. Yaniff doesn't have enough romance in his life that he has to find it from teenagers art projects.
I tried to sketch but nothing came to mind, I don't typically think deep when I draw I have something pop into my mind and it goes on the paper but I can't quite think of anything that's like this......... "Holy shit" I realized something. Well two things actually and one of them is that I said that out loud.
"Excuse me, Miss. Grey"
I groaned and looked up. Mr. Yaniff was staring at me along with the class.
"Yes" I say innocently.
"If you could please not use such vulgar language in my classroom it would be appreciated"
What the hell? Mr.Yaniff is one of the strictest teachers in the school and he let me off with a warning? Something strange is going on and I have a feeling it has something to do with my parents.
When I got home I went directly to my fathers office and even interrupted a phone call of his.
"Veronica Margret! Do not interrupt me like that" he hung up and scolded me.
"What did you do to everyone"
I asked impatiently tapping my foot.
"What are you talking about?" He asked
"Why am I no longer getting in trouble at school and everyone is treating differently" I complained.
"I heard about that hoodlum that harassed you and so I made a complaint to the school" he told me like it was obvious.
Every time I get into something at school my dad threatens to sue and it drives me insane. I normally use it to my advantage but this time is different this is ammo for Marley and I cannot fuel her fire.