The Perfect Doll

Chapter 2: The Confused Doll

A/N: Hey there, I know I haven't upload in a while, but I've decided to post on Wattpad purely for pleasure and not rankings etcetc. I was being all competitive last time and desperate for votes/comments on my other story but nope. I'm not going to pressure myself anymore! This is dedicated to my cousins from the US who came to visit! ^_^ Merry Christmas Eve guys!

Enjoy!

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Shrugging it off, I shut my bathroom door and got to what I had to do every day before school.

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Gazing into the mirror, I grimaced at the reflection staring back at me. A common word was used in school for girls like me, a word used to describe my perfectly wavy caramel locks, glistening round russet brown eyes, sharp nose and full, fire engine red lips – slut.

No, I didn’t have a lack of brain cells or silicon in my boobs. Simply because I liked dressing to impress, I had been labeled as the school slut, so I decided to go along with that. At first I thought it was a good thing to be well-known in school… But I was young and naïve at that time.

“Well, there’s no going back now.” I chided my reflection who was skimpily dressed in a white tank-top that couldn’t hide my cleavage, denim micro shorts and red flats. My parents figured I liked that type of clothing and showered me with them. Anyway, I’d gotten used to wearing those, so I didn’t mind anymore.

Capering down the marble steps, I grabbed my already-prepared schoolbag by the grand-door and headed out to my light-pink convertible. The need for speed took over and I put on my branded shades before driving off to the nearby McDonalds drive-thru. Yes, I loved eating and my high-metabolism helped me stay a size-zero.

Finishing my breakfast in the car, I drove into the school gates in the nick of time to be ‘fashionably late’. All my fellow schoolmates in parking lots were gawking at me, some even breaking into whispers. It was a common sight, so I ignored them and kept my smirk plastered firmly on my flawless face, parking my ride smoothly.

The school’s walls were fairly new, just a bunch of vines creeping up the corners. It was any typical high school, complete with its white concrete walls and busy corridors. The only thing I liked about it was the peaceful forest that towered from behind. Now, I’m not some Bella Swan, but I had a thing for nature, not that I’d tell anyone though.

Chanting encouraging phrases internally, I put on my seductive smile and stepped out of my ride swiftly yet red carpet worthily. Immediately, I could hear wolf whistles around me, but again, it was nothing unusual. My slim legs carried me into the main corridor of school and I went straight to my locker, some of my ‘friends’ slowly gathering behind me.

“Jez!” One of them squealed and held my shoulder. A friendly smile crept up to my face – something I’d been practicing at home – as I addressed her, “Blaire.”

Her overly done manicured nails made me cringe mentally and she let out another squeal to her ‘besties’. “Guess who I did last night?” Her querulous voice shrieked.

“I don’t know, Vale Fraynack?” I muttered disinterestedly, but deep down I knew the answer. Blaire, one of the cheerleaders, had a thing for the biggest jock in school – Vale Fraynack. He was a total player, but girls still fell head over heels for him. Alright, I’m going to tell you now that this isn’t the usual ‘player falls for girl who’s not interested’ shit, and I’ve slept with him before. We were on a totally platonic friends-with-benefits thing.

“O M G, are you like a mind-reader or something?” She screeched and our minions broke out into giggles. I stuck out my tongue at her before rummaging through my locker for my books. Suddenly, a hot breath blew onto the nape of my neck and I was instantly reminded of my nightmare, which made me let out an earsplitting scream.

All eyes were on me at that point. Those Bella Swan wannabes waiting for a hot, mysterious guy to fall in love with them were shooting me glares. There was utter silence draping the whole corridor and Blaire watched me with her widened baby blues, suddenly clapping furiously, causing the minions to clap along as well, “This is the first time I’ve heard you squeal in delight!”

She could count herself lucky I didn’t claw her brains out, although she didn’t have one but you get my point. Soon, everyone went back to their daily routine and I whirled round to face the mysterious ass-wipe that tried to scare me.

“Were you that turned on by my presence?” A familiar baritone voice cooed, ensued by Blaire’s hundredth shriek or so.

“Vale!” Blaire screeched excitedly and sauntered to his side, intertwining her arm with his.

“Oh, yes! Why yes I am turned on, but Blaire’s yours. I can’t possibly steal you away…” I purred sarcastically, so sarcastically that Blaire and her pea-brain believed it.

Slamming my locker shut, I swung my gaze to Vale and gave him a knowing look. He smirked and nodded before turning his attention back to Blaire who was yapping away about getting a new hair colour.

“Alright, I’m adding to class now, see you guys later.”  I giggled as both of them nodded.

Just as I paced a few steps into my classroom, my Blackberry vibrated in my hand and I knew exactly who it was. Unlocking its screen, I opened up the message and it read:

6PM, my house. –V

A smile tugged at the corners of my lips and I replied quickly with an ‘Okay’. Of course, I didn’t forget to put the smiley face.

As I glanced back up to the teacher who just entered, my phone vibrated once again. I never knew Vale has such fast fingers. Sighing, I opened up the text message.

Hi there dolly, I’m watching you

My eyes widened as they scrutinised every word from the unknown number.

“Jezzykah please put away your phone.” Mrs Grumps uttered sternly and I obeyed, too frightened to even argue with that woman. I scanned my surroundings for any suspicious schoolmates, I mean, it could have been someone playing a prank on me or some unknown admirer right?

Or could it be that person that watched me in the morning?

My hands flew up to my head and I clutched it tightly. You’re thinking too much, I tried to reassure myself but I kept having that feeling… That weird feeling…

As if someone really was watching.

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Sorry if it was a filler chapter or some sort... Just wanted to take things slow you know?

Vote / Comment / Drink Milk / Put Up Pictures On Facebook / Text Someone / Play With Your Stuffed Monkey / Stare At A Poster

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