Mean Girl Tendencies

4|"Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?"

I shut my locker hard, creating wind, that makes my layered hair flap slightly. Ciara winters passes behind me in the corner of my eye, and she makes it quick. I notice that I haven't seen her friends around her that often, and she doesn't sit in the cafeteria anymore. It's a usual side effect of my conversations, although the one I had with her didn't go as planned. Another time then. But not now, I'm just not in the mood.

"Aurora! Aurora!"

I curse under my breath as I hear my personal fan girl squeal my name. Meet the eleventh grader Daisy. She's been breathing down my neck since she was a freshman, all because she thinks that If she does she'll inherit my crown. Or some bullshit like that.

When I first got here as a freshman, I already had a reputation from middle school. But it wasn't as large as the reputation I have now. I had to upgrade to a bigger playground.

Sure of course there were some older mean girls roaming around, but they never could never compare to me. I came to this school and took what was rightfully mine, I earned it. And this tramp thinks that she deserves to be handed it. I honestly want to slit my throat when I see her, maybe that's a little too harsh, but it's the truth.

I begin to walk away. But the junior, in her three inch heels, catches up to me.

"Aurora great job with Ciara Winters a couple days ago!" The brunette beams at me. I try to walk faster so she couldn't keep up with me, but it doesn't work. That girl is pretty damn persistent.

"Thanks, but it was a complete failure." I frown at her. Daisy only wears those heels to be as tall as me. I was pretty tall and skinny, and I guess the shorty thought height was they key. It isn't.

"Oh I'm sorry then." Her smile fades, but she quickly recovers. "If you want, I could finish up with her if you'ed like. I don't have much experience but-"

I stop in my tracks, making her tip over a little. I tap her on the back just a little to make her stumble. Causing a devious smile on my face. "Look Dana-"

"It's Daisy."

"I don't need anything from you. If I do I'll dm you or something, that was the agreement, got it?" I snap at her. Her chubby cheeks flame in embarrassment, because I'm pretty sure that she flashed some people while she was tripping.

"Uh yeah."

I give her a sickly smile. "Good." Even though she's annoying, she comes in handy sometimes. Only sometimes. She helps me get information on anybody when I need it, but just because I give her that small amount of attention doesn't make her special. I mean what kind of name is Daisy anyways.

I leave the embarrassed girl behind me and I walk to my next class with a slight pep in my step. I haven't been feeling myself, but that little act of service corrected it. I turn around and right by where I left Daisy, a boy was leaning against a batch of lockers while his friend was opening his. The boys gaze was on me, and I knew he saw what just occurred. Even though I didn't do anything terribly wrong. My smile disappears and my face goes back to neutral. Neutral. Neutral. Neutral. The best way to not let a person know what you're thinking or feeling.

When I reached my class I was a bit relived. I could feel that boys eyes on me as I walked down the hallway, and now that I'm in the classroom, out of his sight, I feel oddly better.

"Rory, someone posted a pic of Daisy McCord flashing everyone." Sam greets me at the door. He shows me the picture, and it's a perfect view of Daisy bent over and her floral granny panties. I can't help, but chuckle.

"Don't wear a mini skirt, if you can't handle the challenges that come with it." I notice April sitting at a desk, crossing her perfectly tan legs, and an extremely short and altered version of the schools skirt attached to her legs. We make our way to our desk, while Sam ignores the drooling girls around him.

"Preach." I respond as I sit next to her.

"You know, I like this look." Sam comments, examining the pic some more.

"Of course you do, you perv." April slaps his phone out of his hand.

"Hey!" He yells. "You break it you buy it!" He goes to reach for it, but some nerdy girl picks it up for him.

He gives her a quick smile. "Than-"

April leans over her desk and, once again, slaps the phone out of the girls hands. "Oops. My bad." April feigns an apology in a malicious tone. The girl blushes with embarrassment and gets on her knees to pick up the phone. The girls hand touches the phone and April takes her foot and stomps on the girls hand.

"What the fuck April?!" Sam exclaims and smacks April's foot off of the girls hand.

April rolls her eyes, and crosses her arms pushing up her breast. "There you go again, defending another one of your whores!" She screams at him causing a scene. The teacher pretends not to notice and pretends to go over his lecture notes. All the staff know not to interfere in our trio's "personal matters".

"I've never slept with this girl! Why would I? Look at her." He points to the extremely embarrassed girl, who looks ready about to cry. "You're just being a psychotic bitch!"

"Fuck you!" She spits in his face. She slams her hands on the desk and stands up. "Let's go Aurora. Come on!" She demands.

I was just going to sit there and do nothing, while looking at this girl with pity, because her kindness turned on April's jealousy switch. But April should know better, she doesn't tell me what to do.

I stand up and glare at her. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" I ask calmly, to try to give her a second chance to cool down, and thank goodness she does.

"Whatever." She mumbles and storms out of the room.

Sam sighs. "Are you alright?" He ask the girl.

"Yeah." She wipes a tear from he corner of her eye.

"Rory, could you help me get some ice?"

I sit back down at my desk and yawn. "Why?"

He gives a bitter chuckle. "I forgot. You're a bitch." That's fine, I hear it all the time." Why am I even friends with you?" He mumbles, as he helps the girl up from the ground.

"Because all the guys here are insecure and think you'll sleep with their girlfriends, which you probably already have. And all the other girls here just want to fuck you. I'm you're only option." I smirk at him.

"Fuck you." He sits down beside me once more.

"Fuck you too." I lean back in my chair, satisfied.