When Romeo Hates Juliet

3: High School War

~JULIE~

We walked through the hallway, feeling all the guys drooling over me and the girls staring at me with envy. Being the most popular girl in school is inevitable. I am beautiful, rich, fashionable, and my life is so great.

I glanced at the lame group in front of us and Lara snapped her finger to the blue eyes boy. "Dream on, Loser!" she blustered. His ridiculous goth female friend snarled to Lara and they both began to throw glares to each other.

Lara scoffed in her irritated face, "I really hate that goth lesbian and I really wanted to rip his face with my claws," she said gloweringly, "That nerd boy, Rome, he always stares at you with lust, Julie."

"That's what every guy does, right?" I commented nonchalantly.

Heather looked at that guy again, "He is still looking at us," she then turned at me and Lara again, "But I think he's kinda cute," she chuckled and Lara could only grimace in disgust.

Those jocks greeted me after they bullied that poor kid in front of his locker. I waved my hand and threw a beautiful smile to them. I really like walking at school and let everyone amazes to my greatness.

But that feeling suddenly disappeared when I saw two bitches walking in the opposite direction of mine. Hope Dawson and Dorothy Dennis are my biggest archenemies at school. Those skank asses are leading the cheerleader group and felt like they own this school. They darted a glare when they spotted us in the first sight.

I chose public school despite how eager my parents wants me in private school, just to be the greatest of all. But Hope Dawson ruined everything. I admit that she is quite pretty with her long blond hair and perfect figure. But she just can't get too cocky on herself because there is me.

We both stood eye to eye with our arms folded. Hatred and dark aura suddenly filled the air, made people back off because in a minute, the war would start without warning.

"What are you looking at?" I snarled.

She sneered with her cocky face and I really wanted to punch her in the face. "Just get your bitchy ass aside because now you are in my way," she replied scornfully.

I chuckled, replying with a jeer then, "Who do you think you are? A president? What the hell that you claim this way as yours?" I riposted.

"Shut your mouth, Slut! It was us who first walked in the middle and it seems like you just want to interfere!" Dorothy snapped as she pointed right to my face. Lara warded off her hands from my front and shouted at her. They both began to shout and every worst language came from their mouth.

They were about to scratch each other's face until suddenly Ms. Grinder approached us in a hurry with those many books in her hands. She tried to fix her messy glasses on her face and stared sharply to us, "Can't you skip the day without fighting?" she yelled.

"They just wanted to pick a fight with us, Ma'am," Dorothy tried to defend herself.

"No, they are just too cocky by thinking that we walked in their way!" Lara countered.

Ms. Grinder looked so frustrated as she began to yell again, "Shut up, both of you!" she gasped, trying to control her breath. "All of this because of the way you walked? Can't you see that the hallway is still very wide here?" she glared at us one by one, "Now, just go to where you're originally planning to and don't fight anymore!"

We walked to the left and they to the right as we looked away from each other. Lara and Heather grumbled about how upset they were. But I tried to keep my cool.

Finally, we arrived at where we were originally planning to go and sat together with my group. There were seven people sitting in that table. There was no nerd brave enough to stay on this side of canteen because we, the first circle, made our headquarter here on the break. They just don't come because we bully, and they know that.

There are three plates of our favorite foods on the table as they already expected us to come. Heather squeaking happily because she got her favorite salad. That salad is very popular that we are fighting to get it.

"What took you so long?" Catherine Larson asked me.

I huffed, "It's because of your stepsister, Kat!" I threw my angst to her and she quickly shut her mouth and continued to eat.

"Don't talk about your stupid war with Hope again, Julie! Don't you have any other topic to bring? I am bored to hear that everyday!" Alex Hartfelt, the most handsome football captain, complained to me.

Alex is my ex. He was the longest relationship I have ever had. We've dated for four months in our sophomore year. But we were bored with our relationship because both of us were always cheating on each other. Yes, I slept with many guys and he knew it, and so did he with the girls.

"Hey, Kat, is your little brother in the other side canteen? Why don't we move there sometimes?" Edward Roosevelt, the sweet handsome footballer, Alex's sidekick, suddenly talked a ridiculous thing.

We all gasped hearing what he said. Why does he even want to be those pathetic people anyway, I thought. Kat just asked him why suddenly he wanted to meet his stupid brother.

Alex sighed. He represented his friend to speak, "Edward suddenly feel that Lisa Stanford, the girl who always be with the lame brother of yours, is somewhat very cute," he explained.

The boys agreed that Lisa was cute. But she always befriends with those lame people, making herself as lame as them. There's no a slight thinking in my mind to meet disgusting people like them.

I glared at them, "No! Hope Dawson is always there, unless you want us to ruin our lunch because there will be fighting between us. But I don't prefer that. It's only wasting my time!" I quickly rejected and he just sighed in disappointment.

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