Preppy Princess .(Shmateo)

8/Like it's nothing .

I put on a casual pink stretchy dress that stops below my knees, and I brush out my flat ironed hair. I put on a black choker, and put on black heals. I get a black Michael Kors purse, and put my phone, charger, headphones, and homework inside it. I then walk out my room, and go downstairs.

My father greets me.

"Hi." I say bluntly while walking into the kitchen. The maid greeted me, and gave me an apple.

I scrunch my face. "I don't want an apple."

"Stay healthy." She informed.

I put the apple on the table. "No."

"An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

I suck my teeth, and pick up the apple taking a bite out of it.

My father walks in. "I think in my perspective that your attitude has changed, and I've gotten something for you."

I look at him, and he then removes his arms from behind his back, holding a shoebox.

I take it from him, and open it to se the yellow heals I wanted.

My face lit up. "Thank you!" I get up and kiss his cheek. "Thank you thank you thank you."

I give it to the maid. "Bring this to my room."

"Let's go." I hear my mother say from the living room.

I wave to my dad, and i leave the kitchen following her out, going into her dark gray Maserati.

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"I like your outfit." A girl said shyly.

I look at her. She had blonde hair, and green eyes. She was wearing white Hurraches, leggings, and a sweatshirt.

I smile at her. "Thanks hun." I take off my glasses. "What's your name?"

"Julia. But you could call me Julie."

"Okay, text me on Instagram, and meet me at the mall sometime.....do you wear dresses? At all?"

She shook her head and looked down. "No. I'm not a fan of dresses."

"Oh." I then smile pettily. "We're gonna have to change that. I'm mainly talking to you because I think you have potential. Other wise, you would've been nothing but pure shit to me. So, you know my Instagram, and text me."

I then poke her nose, and walk away. School ends in about thirty minutes, and everyone is going to their lockers.

Avery came up to me. "Guess who I fucked in the bathroom?"

I open my locker. "Who?" I ask getting my very last class.

"Travis. He's so hawt, and he has a girlfriend. But he said that I'm better, and we could keep it lowkey." She shrugged. She began fixing her hair in my mirror.

I close my locker. Travis is someone Avery liked for a while.

She pouted poking out her bottom lip, and looked at me. "How come you don't fuck guys as much anymore?"

I shrug. "I just haven't thought about it. I stopped when Nick and I got together, but now since we're not together, I guess I could maybe do it." I shrug.