Killer Queens

Chapter Two

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CHLOES POV!

Well, wasn't that just a fantastic way to start eleventh grade? Natalie gets one of the felines to realize she isn't the hottest thing to ever walk into the school, and then the two of us get reunited with miss "I come from England and that's where I'll stay" Marcella, and embarrassing our self in doing so.

I know that I'm often referred to as the angel of the group, the one that everyone looks at and considers me pretty and sweet. Then, they look at Marcella, her undoubtedly sexy British body, (and of course I mean that in a friend way... I mean ew, just... gross) and Natalie's hot looks in her perfect designer clothes and I'm just forgotten. As much as I love my girls, the one thing I hate is being underestimated and over looked. Honestly, this year it's gonna change. I just don't know how...

As I walk down the hall to get to first period, English, I catch a couple boys staring. I do what I always do, turn towards them and smile, but this time I blow a kiss and wink, just to see what happens. To my surprise, one of them smirks and winks back, making me laugh. I quickly wave, before sauntering down the halls. I slide into my seat and notice that, oh joy, Rebecca is sitting next to me.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't little miss perfect."

Rebecca mutters in her oh-so-annoying voice.

"Oh, and if it isn't the little bitch that wears more makeup than Effie Trinket when she's meeting the president. You know I was wondering, if a self obsessed, evil and annoying person like you ate some makeup, would it be possible for them to be pretty on the inside? I mean, everyone says it's what's on the inside that counts, and since you try so desperately to be pretty on the outside, even though you fail, wouldn't you want to be pretty on the inside? If you try it, make sure it's some that's full of deadly chemicals. That would make everybody happy."

Rebecca turns away muttering something that sounded a lot like "little bitch."

"Same to you." I say making her give me a just you wait look.

Turning away from Rebecca, I look to the back of the room where I see Violet Duffy flirting with Tomas Brown. It's a horrible sight- one wrong move and her boobs will pop out of her tiny crop top. Geez, talk about desperate!

"Chloe, where is Chloe."called the teacher, whatever his name was.

"Here Mr.......?"

"Chloe, if you had been paying attention! You would have heard that my name is Mr. ROBERTS."replied Mr. Roberts sounding very tired.

"Yes, sir." I say with my head down.

~*~

After a few more class periods, I'm finally at lunch. I'd lost all of my "good girl gone bad" confidence, and went back to diligently taking notes and saying my "yes sir's" and "no ma'am's." Maybe some girls just aren't made to be bad.

"Oh. My. God, I thought lessons were gonna last forever!!!!" shouts Marcella right in my face.

My first three lessons past a LOT faster than the first- my politeness charmed all of my other teachers. It's only the first day, and it looks like I've already secured the position as teachers pet!

Marcella and I walked down the halls, not invisible, but not gawked at. We were getting a few extra stares after our dramatic moment this morning. We finally found my locker, after only walking right past it twice. Oops? I opened my locker and found that Natalie must have placed my bag on the top shelf this morning- we're sharing a locker, and I had her take my food to the locker so I made it to first class on time. Unfortunately, it looks like she forgot about how tiny I am. Turing around slowly to look a Mars I see her doubled up with laughter.

"You jerk!!" I do it giving her a shove.

"You should have seen the look your face, it's priceless!!!!"Mars laughs.

"Brat! I hate you!! Why do you have to be so tall!!" I screech while stretching my fingers towards my lunch.

"Mars, stop being a bitch. Here's your food, Chloe." says Nat who had just popped up behind us.

"Thanks Nat, your the best!" I say.

"Thanks Nat! your the best" say a voice behind mimicking me.

I turn around to find my older brother Jack standing behind me. For some godforsaken reason, Jack is popular. He plays football, so he has muscles, and girls think that's hot. However, as his sister I can say that with a face like his, it's a wonder I can look at him without throwing up.

"Jack your not going to sit by us at lunch like last year are you," I say suspiciously.

"Psh no, of course not," he says winking.

"Come on Jack! You chased off every guy that came up to the table, and quite frankly I'd really like to have a date to homecoming this year." I say pleadingly.

"Lucky for you , I have somewhere else to be, but if you get a boyfriend by the end of today I'll be having a word with you." he says sternly.

"Whatever," I say rolling my eyes "I'm starving and I'm going to lunch, bye." With that I turned and started towards the cafeteria.

" I wonder if I have a shot with Tomas Brown, he's super hot," Marcella Says once we had found a seat.

 "I don't think so," states Natalie, "I saw him sucking Violet's face of on my way over."

Both Marcella and Natalie begin to trash talk violet and comment on how blind Tomas must be if he's kissing her. To avoid being in this conversation, I took out my phone and quietly played angry birds. I wasn't one for gossip. I've seen how it can hurt people. And plus, Thomas is actually nice, and smart, and yeah he's cute too. If he see's something in Violet, than cool. She's a lucky girl, and she must have something going for her. At the very least I hope that there is. It'd be a shame to see a guy like Thomas with someone with a personality akin to Draco Malfoy's. At the end of the day, it's Thomas's choice. I just wish he'd change his mind.

"So," Natalie began, drawing me out of my angry bird and Thomas filled world, "is there anyone I need to beat up for you, Chlo? Anyone who hurts my little Cho Cho is gonna get it."

"Natalie, you're worse than Jack. Rebecca was talking to me earlier, but it's fine. I stood up for myself. I'm not a fragile doll! I can't grow up if you don't let me." I spoke with both sadness and desperation. I was sick of everyone looking past me. Sure, a teacher was able to break my spirit this morning, but I stood up to Rebecca! Even if it's a small victory, it's one of my first.

"Woah there. I was just trying to help. Is something going on, Chloe? You never get this upset with us." Marcella dropped the whole attitude she normally carried, and became concerned.

"I'm fine guys. I just need to stop being overlooked. I'm trying not to be weak, but everyone's babying me. Look, the bells about to ring, and my class is a ways away. I'll catch you two later." With that, I made my way to class. I wasn't mad at my girls. I was mad at myself and my constant need to runaway from my problems, rather than stand up and face a confrontation.