All Hail The Heartbreaker

(she helped me START the story off)

Sophia's POV

"I'm dumping you." I said with no emotion. I examined my fingernails to see if they were still perfect. Oh crap! There's a part that's chipped! Damn it! I looked back up to see my ex-to-be Daniel with an 'I can't believe this' face.

I waved my hand in front of his face. "Hello! I don't have all day!"

He snapped out of his gaze and started stuttering, "w-what do y-you m-m-mean y-your breaking up with me?"

I started getting agitated. This time I said it real slowly. "I... am... breaking..... up ... with you!" I pointed my finger at him.

"We've only went out for two weeks!" Daniel said.

"And does it look like I give a crap!" I said with an attitude. "You're wasting my time here. I'm out!" I walked away, leaving him. I walked to my first block which was English.

I walked in and all stares on me. Not the good kind. The kind where everybody hates you. I avoid all stares and walked to my seat.

I should introduce myself now. Hi. My name is Sophia. And I'm like the most hated person in school, I guess. But also the most loved. Most girls want to be me and most guys want to be with me. I try my best to satisfy everyone but they're so boring.

Now, my features, you can say that I am blonde. I'm not even dumb. Most guys I know say that I have luscious lips and a nice butt. I'm skinny but not anorexic skinny. I got some meat on my bones. People tell me that I have pretty eyes even though they're blue. I get them from my mother.

I shuffled through my backpack and pulled out my makeup bag. I found my lipstick and applied it on. There was a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Bobby Duncan. He smiled at me.

"Hi S-Sophie." he said.

"Hi Bobby."

"I-I like your outfit today."

"AW! Thank you." I say with a smile.

Bobby smiled and started talking to his friends.

Mr. Desman walked inside the classroom looking angry. I guess he's getting another divorce. This would be his sixth one.

"We're having a pop quiz on the elements of literature. Get out a clean sheet of paper and pencil." he said pacing around the room.

I took out a clean sheet of paper and wrote my name on top of the paper. Trey raised his hand. "Why are we having a pop quiz?"

"I don't know Mr. Palmer but if you don't take it, I will be glad to give you the zero."

Trey stared at me and winked. Not even. "Pig." I say and he purred.

"Feisty. I like it."

"Stop flirting with Ms. Hoffman and pass the quiz paper to her."

"Whatever."

Trey handed me the paper and I snatched it out of his hand. He's so arrogant!

I looked down at the quiz. Whats so hard about five questions? This is kindergarten work. I answered all the questions and turned it in.

"Can I leave now?" I asked.

"No. You just got here."

"This class is so boring!" I say stomping to my seat.

"I know what you can do," Trey said. "count how many guys you dated this year." everyone laughed. They always laugh.

"Says the one who humps everything that's alive."