Thanks, I Always Wanted The Badboy For An Enemy

Chapter 9: Unexpected Alliances and Killer Appliances

Jayda's POV

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"Headmistress I really am sorry it's just that..."

"I don't want to hear your excuses Jayda. You've barely been here for three days and already you've gotten in trouble! Do you know that when your parents first asked me to consider admitting you they nearly begged? I took a big chance on you by allowing you to join this academy, especially since we never allow students who aren't freshman to start here. I do not react well to finding out my judgement is wrong." All my life I had believed that no one could make me feel guiltier than my parents. I was wrong. The disappointment that was shining In Headmistress Ryan's eyes was enough to make me squirm in my seat, and remember that the confident façade I had been keeping up really wasn't me. Inside I was still the "Old Jayda" who cared about what others thought of her and wanted to do her best.

I couldn't tell the truth. I wasn't a tattle tale, it just wasn't my style. I preferred to handle things on my own, so how could I convince the Headmonstress that everything was okay without revealing what had really happened? In a flash, Stacy's smiling face popped into my mind and I sent her a silent apology as I spoke.

"I understand that my actions are unforgivable and shocking." I began slowly. "But please understand I wasn't doing it to attract attention. One of the only friends I've made so far had her things stolen and placed at the top of the flagpole, and I really was just trying to help her." Now that you've treated Henry like shit, you probably only have Stacy left as a friend. A snide voice in my head reminded me, and I shoved it away, focusing on the thoughtful look on Headmistress Ryan's face as she got up and slowly walked to the huge window behind her desk that overlooked the courtyard.

"Ms. Werth I see nothing on the top of the flagpole." Before I could stop myself, I had scrambled out of my chair and plastered my face to the window, desperately searching for the flagpole, groaning when there was nothing on top of it. If Aiden had taken my clothes somewhere else... Forcing myself back to the present, I turned pleading eyes on the woman who held my fate in her well manicured hands.

"I promise there was a dress up there!" I exclaimed, waving my hands wildly. "Just give me another chance. Please. I won't ruin it." Narrowing her eyes, it seemed like hours that we stared at each other before the impeccable woman in front of me sighed.

"See that you don't Ms. Werth." I was overwhelmed with a strong urge to jump around screaming and hollering in victory, but even I knew that was one of the dumbest things I could have done. Instead, I gave a huge smile and quickly hugged the Headmonstress before she could react, and ran out of her office before she could change her mind.

"Jayda!" Within seconds Stacy was at my side and her arm was linked through mine. "Tell me everything that happened if you value your life. Leave nothing out or I swear I will burn the few clothing items you currently possess."

"Jeesh, I could have been expelled and in a horribly depressed mood, and the first thing you do is threaten me?" I raised an eyebrow at the blonde as we headed down the stairwell leading to the Dining Hall. "Some friend you are."

"Don't pull any bullshit with me amiga, I see that idiotic smile on your face. You got away with it, didn't you?"

"As if there was any other option!" I smirked, posing dramatically in the middle of the hall, causing more than one rushing student to come to a screeching halt in order to avoid me.

"You never know, the Headmonstress isn't going to fall for your bullshit forever." Stacy reminded me, leading me to one of the many empty tables in the no longer crowded cafeteria. "We're halfway through first period." She explained and I shrugged. It wasn't like I was missing anything I couldn't catch up on. Besides, there was an issue pressing on the back of my mind that I needed to take care of.