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Chapter 4: Oops?...No, definitely not oops
"Hey Diana, so, are we going?"
I scowled. "Yes, be patient. Ugh."
"Sorry," Tiffany said giving me a glare.
I did my best to make it look like I didn't see that look towards me. Whatever. I didn't care if anyone was pissed at me.
We were going to spend some time together. All five of us. Yes, even Margo, my new enemy.
I was going to be the sweet innocent girl who didn't know what was going on with Margo.
I was standing by the mirror checking myself out and fixing my beautiful flowing hair. Gosh, I looked good. If Megan Fox saw me, she would die from jealousy.
I smiled at myself.
"Okay let's go, Anni."
It was only me and her for now. We would meet the others at the mall.
I took my favourite Louis Vuitton bag and we were on our way, driving in my baby-my poppy red Ferrari named Sydney or Syd. No one knows I had named my car. An embarrassing secret, I decided to keep from everyone.
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I propped up my sunglasses on my head and walked inside the mall with Anni trailing behind.
"Hey girls!" I yelled to Demi, Margo, and Tiffany who were waiting by the fountain.
There mouths spread into smiles when they saw me and greeted me back.
"So which store should we go to first?" I asked them.
"Ooh that Georgio Armani one, on the second floor." Demi exclaimed happily.
I gave her an approving smile. "Great choice."
I kept a close watch over Margo who kept checking her phone once in a while.
I was looking through racks in the store as Margo was across from me, looking through clothes. I let my gaze stay on her. She noticed and looked up at me. I smiled bright at her.
Confused, she smiled back and went back to looking quietly.
I looked back at the racks and took out a a short blue sundress. So like my type. I made the decision of getting it and laid it over my arm.
I heard a ping and looked up. Margo was looking at her phone and typing away happily.
"What is it Margo?" I asked her as nicely as possible, almost through gritted teeth.
She blushed. "Oh I was just waiting for my mother to message me. she wanted me to....to get some groceries on the way back and told me what to buy."
What an interesting tale she had. Hmmm...what a lier. It was probably the Japanese boy.
Time to start acting...and fast.
I looked for some clothes for Margo. I picked out something that I knew was her taste.
"Hey, girly," I called to her, "How about you try this on?" I showed her a red mini dress.
She beamed when she saw it. "Oh Diana I love it. I'm so going to try that on. Like, thanks."
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Diary of a Preppy Girl
HumorDiana Pakston is your average popular chick. She's rude, obnoxious and she thinks the world revolves around her. She treats her friends like servants who owe her just for being her friends. Her boyfriend is the most popular jock in the high school w...