Part 4: Kyle Jauregui

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MELODIE POV:

       "Stupid!" "Bitch!" "Asshole!" "Retard!" the words flew back and forth between me and Alesia. "Girls! Mr Jauregui is here. You'll be outta here in 2 weeks. Goodbye," an automated voice said. Knowing Alesia, she would flirt with my dream guy. But, I was the master of love! I smirked and let Alesia go forward to greet him. "Pwaak!" Alesia's long gown ripped into two! It just so happened that I was wearing my heels that day, so I 'accidentally' stepped on her gown. Stupid child! And she really thought I'd let her flirt with Kyle. Ha! What a DRONGO

ALESIA POV: 

      "OMG!" I shouted, "Melodie Princess Chan!" The moment I screamed her full name, Melodie clenched her hands into two fists. She HATED it when I said her full name. HAHAHA! She looked like she was about to attack me. Without a word, she jumped on me and started pulling my hair and slapping me. With that, another fight began. "GIRLS!" Kyle bellowed. "Yes, Kyle?" me and Melodie said in sync. Wait, whaa? The moment the two of us said those two words together, I felt a spark! Was this a sign? "Breath, Alesia, Breathe!" I whispered to myself. I wasn't possible that we would ever be friends. We hated each other! Her parents owned Chan&Chan DFL, and my parents owned Liew's CFL. They were RIVAL COMPANIES. Our families have hated each other for YEARS! I brushed that stupid 'spark' aside and looked at Melodie. Shrs perfect! I HATE HER! And, she ruined my dress! Remembering the earlier incident of her 'accidental' step on my gown, I exclaimed, "Melodie! This dress costs like, what, $5000?" "Sorry, hon! I'll just go ahead and buy a rag that looks like your rubbish," she replied, smirking at me. That was the last straw. How dare she call my beautiful dress a rag? That little brat! "MELODIE! Let me tell you something! Y'know what? You don't have to buy me another dress because your clothes clearly state that you're poor! You can pay me back when you finally save up $5000. IF you ever do!" I snapped. "YOU RETARDED BRAT!" she hollered. She jumped on me, and I pulled her hair. Oh, how I hate her!

MELODIE POV:

       How dare that creature call me poor! After we had finally stopped bickering, I perked up, "I'll have you know that my father's company is way richer than yours. You don't have to try to brag to make yourself feel better." Just as Alesia got ready to pounce on me, a voice from behind shouted in exasperation, "GIRLS!"

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Harro! So finally a chapter is more than 300. Around 440 words. From now on, the number of words my story has will range from 430-500. Shoutout to my friend, who's username is SACPS2017, Rebecca as she was the one who encouraged me to write about 500 words for each chapter. Go follow and read her stories! Follow meh too! <3

BTW, DRONGO means 'idiot' in Australia's language.

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