BOOK TWO
BOOK ONE: COLOURLESS
They say to pick on someone your own size.
Haley Evans is having a hard time understanding that. She can't understand why Mikayla Summerfield would try to bully her.
Well, she is overreacting slightly.
Not slightly...
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self made fan art bc im my #1 fan _______________________ 21 October 2016, first day of finals (I probably got all the dates wrong but yes, just go along pls)
"YES! YES! YES!" I yelled in reply to Shawn, who was on one knee. A smile broke out on his face, he leapt up to kiss me. When we finally pulled away from our kiss, he slid the ring on my ring finger. I stared at it in awe, the diamond glinting in the sunlight.
"I love you." I declared.
"I love you too. Now get up bitch." Shawn replied.
"I said, wake up you little hoe!"
I forced my body upright, a thin layer of sweat coated my skin, it made my comforter stick to me slightly. Mildly grossed out, I peeled the sheets off me.
The redhead whom I called my best friend, or in other words, Jordanne, clambered off my bed and bounced on her toes. She was unusually smiley and gleeful today, I wondered why. It was Friday, not Saturday but there was nothing to be happy about today. Finals were going to start. Why was Jordanne awake so early? She hated mornings, she was a night owl, but my best friend seemed so happy I didn't want to question it. Her mood had improved a little since last week, I guessed it was the fact that finals were coming and going soon. I rolled over to check my phone.
6.53am.
What the hell?
"Time to get ready! First paper's at 8.30am, all the best, my love," Jor reminded, she pranced around our room, reading through last minute notes.
I groaned. She had woken up much earlier than I did, her hair was done, she was already dressed and she has even done her makeup. What had gotten into Jordanne? Why was she so organised?
Large gold hoop earrings hung from Jordanne's lobes, she wore a navy striped shirt, dark wash ripped skinnies and she threw over a denim jacket. It wasn't exactly time to leave so she flip flopped around the dorm. Jordanne dusted the finishing touch of highlight on her cheeks before turning to me. "Don't fret! I already picked out an outfit just for you! I gave the others some advice but since we're pretty much twins, I chose something for you," she assured, dragging me out of my warm, comforting bed and out into the cold. I wanted to cry, why must finals happen? It had taken a toll on my mental health as well as pressured my relationship with Shawn.
Whatever.
I was ready for whatever anyone was about to throw at me.
"Look!"
It was a look indeed.
A loose black turtleneck sweater with a embroidered bouquet of flowers on the front made me go hella heart eyes and that was only the top! Jordanne had chosen something I wouldn't have, a pair of distressed boyfriend jeans - I was going to freeze my ass off but...for fashion - I could envision the sweater tucked into the jeans, she had let me choose the shoes but for my outerwear, I think it was one of those many pieces I thrifted over the years and was buried deep in the back of my closet. She hauled out a long, bubble gum pink trench coat. It wasn't a particularly warm one, it was a rubbery but soft material and I decided it would do. I could do it. I could make this look work.
I threw my arms around my best friend, squeezing her tightly. "Thank you so much," I muttered.
"It was my pleasure. I know you've been feeling down these past weeks with finals, Shawn, the whole Naomi, Mikayla thing. I think it's time you just let them fade it the background and concentrate on yourself. It's time to show everyone what you can do, that you're the same boss ass Haley on day one. A little setback isn't going to stop you from being the best you, you could ever me. So Haley, I chose this outfit because you once told me your ideal 'boss bitch' outfit, I just modified it a little. Today, I want you to go and be a boss, go and grab that finals paper by the reins. I know you can do it. I'll be there to cheer you on," my best friend asserted. She grinned, flashing pearly whites, then stood on tip toes and kissed my forehead.
"You got this, Haley."
Maybe I had given Waltington too long of a break. I was letting things get to me and swallow me up. I couldn't let that affect me anymore. Campus was too used to seeing a Haley who was calm, who got scared and put herself down a lot. I hoped they missed the best side of Haley, because she was about to take Waltington by storm. _______________________ WHOO !!
HALEY'S DECIDED TO STOP BEING A SMOL BEAN BEING ATTACKED BY BIGGER BEAN AND SHES GONNA STAND UP FOR HERSELF.
