I'm just a bit blonde

Spawn of satan speaks

He was about five seats in front of me and if each desk was about half a meter in width and there was just over half a meter between each desk that meant there was about 6 and half meters between us. Although I was not at all good at mathematics in any sort of way so even that was up for disagreement. My long hair was spilt across my face reminding me too much of how my life used to be only two years ago and even though I was behind him and he had no idea I was here, on top of the fact that I doubt he remembered me, my pulse thrummed with anxiety. I hated how he could do that, this was my school, my turf and I was Jenna White the bitchy popular, gossip queen of West park high. He had no hold over me. Not anymore, none of them did. I pushed my hair back sitting up straight scoffing at my fears of before, what could he do now anyway? Me and Megan could crush his social life with just a look and I doubt he would recognise me anyway, I had definitely changed since the last time he saw me. I tried to ignore the voice in my head that whispered 'maybe he has too?'

Mr Jetty finished the lesson with a shit ton of homework that I wasn't gonna do as usual before dismissing us. Normally I would be the first out of the classroom taking the chance to fix my makeup yet again in the other bathroom but this time I hung back, waiting for Caden to leave first. West park wasn't small and it was unlikely he would notice me in a crowd. But karma I guess woke up feeling like a right bitch this morning and not only was I one of the last to leave the classroom I also ended up next to only the spawn of Satan himself.
"Hey, I'm Caden" a voice said next to me, his voice. Somehow his voice had gotten even more attractive over the past two years. I cursed under my breath 'Jenna you have made out with many hot guys and this ones not even attractive he's horrible!' I looked over his blue gaze meeting mine and it was like someone had crumbled the little pep talk in my head. Fuck he was hot. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Pull it together I muttered before pulling on my I don't have a care in the world face.
"Jenna" I replied a smirk forming on my face before I turned around flicking my hair in the process. I let out a small laugh when I heard a bit of it come in contact with his face "sorry" I called out without even looking back the humour obvious in my voice. Yeah I don't think I was that sorry, oh well.

"Megan" I hissed giving her the 'look' when we passed during classes. She stopped confusion taking over her delicate features before then nodding and together we walked out of the school going into the car park to sit in my car instead. " he's here." I spat "Caden Brice has come back to torment me"
"Seriously!" She gasped "but he didn't even know your here?"
I looked at her exasperated my features pulling into a expression that said 'I know!'
"Well what are we gonna do? Spread a rumour that he has herpes? That he has a fetish of bleating like a goat every time he has sex? I don't know help me out here!" She rambled going through the checklist we created last year as a joke on 'how to commit social murder' perhaps we should of written a book while all was good. But I had another idea. "The weird thing is it was like he didn't even recognise me.." I said staring of into the distance as a plan formed in my mind. Megan paused for a moment.
"Well of course he didn't you look completely different, and your names generic enough" she said
"I think we should befriend him, he should be snatched up by some of the popular guys soon and we'll just hang out with them. We will befriend him, then we will betray him. I said an evil smile taking over my face.
"As you wish" Megan quoted with a smile.
And that's how we both ended up in fits of laughter, me with a evil smile on my face while skipping whatever class it was we had that morning.
Yeah we're classy bitches.