(FYI- I changed Grace's cast/person/thing. Grace now looks like Ashley Tisdale)
Haylee's Point of View
How could he do this to me? How could he stab me in the back like this? Doesn't he remember what Grace did to me all those years ago? Apparently he doesn't remember, because if he did he wouldn't have been kissing her.
I quickly wiped my eyes, trying to clear the constant tears that were falling. I'm frustrated and scared at the same time. I'm scared because I was almost raped at the party and I'm frustrated because Louis kissed Grace.
I still remembered what Grace did to me all those years ago. I remember what she made me do...
Flashback:
"No Carter, I'm pretty sure the answer was A, not B", I stated as I shoved my history book into my locker.
"But that doesn't make any sense! I remember reading that B was what happened, not A" Carter retorted as she leaned against the locker next to mine.
"What are you two arguing about?" Makayla asked as she walked up with Lacey right behind her.
I sighed. "Carter is trying to prove me wrong on a question that we had on the history test yesterday."
"Oh, well what did you get as an answer?"
"I got A."
"And I got B."
"Well", Lacey started, tapping her chin with her finger, "if I remember correctly, the correct answer was A".
"Yes! In your face Carter!" I beamed, fist pumping the air. Carter frowned and started to gently hit her head against the locker. Makayla started laughing, but then she immediately stopped as she looked at something behind me.
"Bitch incoming" she yell-whispered. I looked over my shoulder to see Grace with her little group of bitches.
Oh jeez, not again.
"Well look what we have here. It's the little nerd group" Grace sneered as she finished coating her lips with bright red lipstick. Right beside her was Harry Styles, her 'oh so perfect' boyfriend. Behind Harry was the rest of the 'populars', which included Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Louis. My eyes connected with Louis' for a quick second before I looked away. I had just met him a week ago, and I still had every intention of staying friends with him behind my other friend's backs.
"You know what, most people would be offended by that, but we aren't. At least we're the ones who are actually going to have a life and be successful", Makalya seethed, staring daggers at Grace. I just now noticed that I was slowly backing up, trying to get behind Lacey who was in the back. I have to admit, I have always been scared of Grace. She would bully me constantly in middle school, and now she still does in high school. Even though I have friends that back me up, I'm still utterly afraid of her.
Grace opened her mouth to say something back, but then her eyes landed on me.
"Aw, is little Haylee afraid?" Grace said in a baby voice, making me grit my teeth. I knew that I should've probably held my tongue, but the way she spoke to me sent me over the edge. Before I could stop myself, I was already spewing up a insult.
"No, why would I be afraid of someone who's only accomplishment in life will be to become Britain's Next Top Slut who can't even name the planets in the solar system or count to 10. While my friends and I are enjoying our lives in mansions while making millions of dollars, you'll be living in random guy's houses every single night and getting food as payment because you spend the rest of your money on makeup that makes you look like you dipped your face into a cake" I rushed, stepping closer to her with each word I spoke. I was right in front of her face, not regretting anything I just said to her.
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The Dating Game
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