Chapter 1:- The Bad girlLivia's POV
I throw up as I lift the lid from the toilet seat. I groan as my head spins from all the alcohol and dancing I did last night at some jocks party. I flush and head out of the attached bathroom in my bedroom and look furiously at my two best friends who are sitting on my bed eyeing each other having a mental conversation for who would be the first one to explain my now messed up condition.
"Blair Fox and Clove McNally care to tell me what happened?!" I say trying my best not to scare them but their faces tells it all.
They are scared to death!
"Sh-t! She called us by our full names we are so doomed! Bunny you need to explain!" says Clove looking at Blair giving her a pleading look. Blair's eyes go wideand.
"What?! why me?" she complains "Because you said we should go!" replies Clove immediately
"Just say it already!" I sigh out loud. She looks at me and starts talking.
"Well....you drank to much last night and ended up in a argument with the...cheerleader!" she finishes as my head starts spinning again.
"F--k!" I curse out loud as I almost pull my hair due to the pain. "Here take this!" says Blair as I take a seat in between them on my bed. I take the aspirin from her hand and gulp it down with the glass of water she handed me.
This puts my mind at ease a bit yet the pain doesn't leave completely. "How much did you drink anyway?!" ask Clove looking at me as if I have grown two heads.
"Two jacks and one tequila....bottles!" I say as I feel pretty amused on how much I drank. "Woah! No wonder why you feel like rotten eggs!" says Clove shaking her head.
"Shut up!" I groan as I put my forehead in my hands using the support of my elbows on my knees. "Why did I even argue with the sl-t?!" I ask
"She talked about sh-t like always! So of course you couldn't stand her rubbish" says Blair folding her hands over her chest.
"That's good! Though I wonder how I didn't end up in the bed with some man wh---!" I say feeling a little relief.
"You were too wasted to do that! You couldn't even move. I had to ask Daniel to carry you!" says Blair as she rolls her eyes.
Suddenly I sneeze out loud startling my friends. Clove run to my dresser as she removes a tissue box. I let out another sneeze as she hands me a tissue. I take it and cover my nose as I sneeze again. Blair puts a hand on my forehead as she trys to see if I have a fever or not.
"You don't have fever! You might have a cold though!" she says as she analyzes my faces "Sorry guys shouldn't have bursted on you!" I say in a muffled voice because of the tissue. They smile at me.
"Because karma is really a b---h!" I sneeze again. And they burst out laughing.
"Looks like you need to skip school tomorrow!" says Clove as she smiles widely at me.
The thought of skipping school gives me so much happiness yet again I can't skip tomorrow. No I can't tomorrow.
"Nah guys I can't skip tomorrow!" I say as I wipe my nose with the tissue and take another. "Are you missing such a great opportunity?!" ask Clove giving me a surprised look.
"Tomorrow Mrs Waldorf wants me to give the test for chemistry or she will give me a 'F'!" I say rolling my eyes on that old hags words.
"Awe! Poor you!" coos Clove giving me teasing look causing me to smack her shoulder playfully "Don't pity me!" I groan as another escapes.
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The Perfect Match
Teen FictionShe wakes up with a hangover. He wakes up with a alarm. She loves to party. He loves to read. She gets drunk everyday. He gets A+ everyday. Her nights begins with a cigarette. His nights end with a book. They aren't meant to be together or... ar...