Hell on Heels

French Revolution on replay

*Kiara's POV*

                                 I brushed a lock of my blonde hair away from my eyes and did my make- up. The drill for today was the same: Wake up, take a long bubble bath, Coffee, get ready for school, Ignore random notifications from the boys at school, scroll through Instagram and Face book then catch a cab to school. I brushed my hair and let it loose over my shoulders, put on a mini denim skirt, tucked in a white shirt with the letters 'PERFECTION' scrawled on them then pulled on a shrug. I turned the tiny TV on and picked up my phone and opened Instagram. The first photo on my feed was Alexis Fucking Ren. Ugh, did she have to be everywhere? I unfriended and blocked her account but she never seemed to disappear. I raised an eyebrow when I realised it was India's post. In the photo, Alexis had her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide with shock and it looked like she was in the janitor's closet from school. Don't ask how I know, it's a long story that involves blow jobs, cameras tapes and assholes. The caption for India's post said: Well well, our little Queenbee caught being a slut? Thank @ReganJayxx for the information. Careful, Lexi, you wouldn't want anything to slip from our mouths do you? And I'm not just talking about your sex life. Cheers to our "Bad Girl", @its.Alexis_Ren .

There were all kind of mean comments about Alexis and congratulating India for exposing the Queenbee, but Alexis hadn't commented at all or liked the post (why would she). I took a deep breath, why was I feeling protective? That bitch took away my boyfriend and practically ruined my life. She always got the spotlight maybe it was time for a Marie Antoinette all over again. Yes, It's time for the down fall of Alexis Ren a.k.a hell.

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                   I fumbled through the pages of my calculus book in confusion. "Where's my assignment" I muttered in annoyance and slammed the book shut. "Miss Ren, is there a problem?" Professor Henry called. "No sir." He went back to collecting the homework from the students and I sighed. "Psst, Kiara" I looked to the right to see Tzara sitting with a smile. I bit my lip, she was Alexis' best friend, she probably hated me like Alexis and the last thing I needed was a stupid argument. "Your assignment fell, here" She said and stretched her hand out to me, I smiled back and took the paper. Our fingers brushed and my breath hitched. "Thanks" I mumbled. "We never got to meet properly" Tzara said eyeing me. Yeah, that's because Alexis and you were either drunk or going for a party. "Yeah, you can call me Ki" "I don't mean to be the bearer of bad topics but I just wanted to tell you that Alexis really cares for you. Even now in this bad blood shit, she's really protective about you." Tzara said quietly. I snorted. "Sure, she was so caring when she kissed my boyfriend" "What?" Tzara asked surprised but before I could answer, Professor Henry stood in between us asking for our Homework. Once he went, I returned to listing all the horrible things Alexis did to me. "Don't forget she ruined my birthday! She deliberately celebrated it at the bowling alley where I was working. I didn't even get a single present!" I grumbled. "What, no! Alexis didn't do it on purpose, it was my idea to have it there. And none of us knew you were, um, working there. Anyways, what about Liza and India's presents?" Tzara whispered so Professor Henry wouldn't hear. "Lisa said she couldn't get anything because she was feeling sick and India said she didn't know what to get me because apparently nothing is worthy of a gift for my birthday, and scribbled a Happy Birthday card" Even birthdays back in Brooklyn were better than this year's.

                                After class Tzara and I got up together and went to the door. "Where's Alexis anyway?" I asked. "She said she wasn't coming. The whole India post really seemed to get under her skin, she still won't tell me what she was doing in that closet. I know for a fact she wouldn't meet Regan there unless it was serious" Tzara said and I looked at my platform heels with guilt. "KI! What are you doing talking to this pest?" Liza's voice rang. She and India were brisk walking towards us. "Don't worry, I'll pretend this conversation never happened." Tzara rolled her eyes and put her hand on my hip. My heart thumped as she left, the memory of where her hand was flashing before my eyes. "HELLO?! Earth to Kiara, explain what the hell you were doing with Tzara?!" India snapped her fingers in front of my face and I blinked. "Oh um, nothing she was just pissed about what you did to Alexis on Instagram that's all. Mind tuning me in on what that was about?" I questioned. I hated being the one who didn't know what was going on, but I was already used to it thanks to Alexis. "Nothing, babe" India smirked and exchanged a glance with Liza. They looked at me with pity and then turned and walked away, leaving me clueless. Why do I have a feeling there are two waiting in line for the throne?

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