I'm Zofeya McFly

CHAPTER 1: Notebooks, Jerks, and Hysterical

“ZOFEYA!” The stranger shouted. “ZOFEYA! WAIT UP!” It was a feminine voice, she shouted trying to keep up with my fast walking pace. Good thing it wasn’t Chase.

I am already late for cheer practice and I don’t want to become later than I already am. We don’t want to see an angry Rachel Winters, she’s horrible enough when she’s herself, much more when she’s angry.

“What do you wa-” I asked turning around to face the stranger feeling annoyed. “Oh, its you.” I said feeling very desperate to leave now.

The person in front of my face is one of those journalists for the school’s gossip magazine. “Can I ask you a question Zofeya?” she asked.

I can sense she was a bit nervous. I mean who wouldn’t be? Knowing you’re the reason why one of the best cheerleaders in AmberWood High is late which results to an angry Rachel Winters, that’s something you should never do but its not mostly her fault why I’m late, its because of Chase.

He has been bugging me since lunch, during class and when class was over, and cheer practice.

He was so annoying with all of his ego showing everywhere and everytime I think of him I sense my face turn into an annoyed and disgusted face.

I really don’t want to make things worse for her so I put on the kindest smile I could offer and nodded. “Are you dating the quarterback, Chase Anderson?” she asked nervously.

I laughed hysterically. “Wh-who told you this?” I asked through my laughter. “Brad, you know, the guy in the soccer team? He said that you told him to te-” she said but I cut her off.

“Brad Willows?! Rachel’s boyfriend?!?! Haha he’s so stupid to think that people would actually believe that!” I said through my laughter.

I stopped laughing for a second,glanced over her face and laughed even harder. Her face looked so confused.

After about a century of laughing I started to become sober again. Not completely but enough for me to answer her question. I looked at her with a smirk on my face.

“Me? Dating Chase ,jerk, Anderson? I don’t waste my time with people not even worth my time. I don’t go out with people who Barbie’s boyfriend, Ken, is jealous of.

"I don’t go for people who has an ego of the whole freaking universe.

I don’t go with boys like him because I know anyone and I mean anyone who gets close with him either gets heartbroken or turned into a slut.

"Oh, please! Don’t you remember who I am? I was the one who found out about your ex-quarterback, who is also my ex-boyfriend, and  ex-cheer captain’s affair.

I am the one who stood up and fought for my heart. I am Zofeya McFly.”

I answered her question. She wrote my answer down on her notebook, her face looking satisfied with my answer.

“Can I take a picture of you for the article?” she asked trying to find something in her bag, probably her camera.

Me, finding this article the best one yet, happily said yes. I looked down on my clothes, a white cropped corset top and a turquoise skater skirt with some wedge sneakers and a cardigan.

I was still in my clothes my class because I was planning on changing into my usual cheer practice clothes in the changing room.

I straightened out the wrinkles that had formed and fixed my curly black hair.

I posed into one of those kiss and wink things the Victoria’s Secret models do and then there was a flash.

She gave me a quick thank you and rushed into a classroom at the end of the hall. I had a smile on my face.

I wonder how Nikki, my best friend, would react to this. I checked the time on the clock on top of one of the doors to a classroom.

I was already 15 minutes late for cheer practice but I don’t really care anymore.

I thought the rumor about me being a lesbian was funny but this, this is so much better. Who would date that douchebag? Not me, obviously.

Pfft! I am not one of those girls who throw themselves to a guy for his desperate attention.

I’m not one of those who could get cheated on and used. I don’t go to guys for attention.

I don’t waste my time with someone who would leave me after they get what they want.

I already know how that feels like and I didn’t like it one bit.

 That rumor Brad thought was genius! He’s my best guy friend. This was the best rumor he has ever done and it was of me.

He, of all the guys, knows that I don’t roll with people like Chase. I’m Zofeya McFly for crying out loud.

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