Opposites Attract // h.s. [ ON HOLD ]

9

♡ Megan's P.O.V. ♡

There stood my frenemy, Hilary Grant with her 'oh so' perfect self. Her pink dress that ended above her knee is hugging her body, showing off her curves. Her brown hair wavy and a little messy giving off a sexy look and all in all, she's perfect. I heard by brother gave out a low silent whistle. Great! My brother likes her. Note the sarcasm.

She smiled then walked gracefully towards me, her six inch heels clacking as she took a step. Her hips swayed looking like she was dancing her way to where I am.

"I haven't seen you in like...forever!"

"Uh...same." I forced out a smile then glared at Luke who's looking guilty.

He is definitely hiding something.

"I made dinner! Why don't you stay for a while, Hilary?" My dad butt in.

"I would love too!" Hilary smiled at my dad sweetly. Too sweet for my liking.

"Let's go then." My mom suggested and they all went to the dining room while Luke and I are left in the living room.

"Spit it out." I gritted my teeth while stopping myself from killing him.

"I might have told her where we live..." He mumbled.

I lunged at him and then slapped him hard. He looked at me in disbelief as I stood up. He stood up then glared at me.

"You're over reacting you know?!" He yelled.

"You know that I hate her!" I whisper shouted, giving emphasis to the word 'hate'.

"So what?! She's still your friend!"

"You know that she's the one who started bullying me and you know she always take credit for the things I do!" I whispered angrily. "And she's the reason why Cameron, found out that I have a crush on him!"

Cameron was my past crush. Brown hair and eyes, has a body of a male model at an early age. And he's popular because of his looks.

"Gosh Megan! Why can't you move on?!"

I stared at him blankly then went to the dining room where my parents and Hilary are talking. When they sensed that I came in they all looked at me then smiled. I sat across from Hilary.

"So Megan, you wouldn't mind if Hilary sleeps with you, right?" My mom asked.

"Uh...no,"

Why did you say that?!

"Great! We can do the things we did in sixth grade!" Hilary excitedly smiled at me.

"Uh, I have a math homework." I lied.

"Awe," She frowned then Luke entered the room and sat beside Hilary.

"So let's eat!" My dad smiled widely.

* * *

I lay on my bed then Hilary joined in. I sighed quietly then closed my eyes as the memories came back. She changed a lot, her supposed to be black hair became brown and she became skinny. And she looks so beautiful that even my brother likes her now.

"So, do you have a boyfriend?" She inquired.

"None. You?"

"Same,"

"How about Peter?" Peter was her boyfriend back in fifth grade, - when we were still best friends -they were inseparable that they planned the future together.

"We broke up last year," She sighed.

"Why?" I asked.

"I cheated." She admitted.

I'm not surprised.

"Hmm..." I nodded. "When did you get here?"

"Last week..." She answered.

"Oh,"

"I thought you have a math homework..." She said.

Oh right! My lie!

"I just remembered that I finished it," I lied again.

"Oh, that reminds me..." She trailed off.

"What?" I asked.

"I enrolled in your school." She replied coolly.

"What?!" I shrieked.

Why?!

"I know! We can go to lunch together!" She grinned.

"Yeah..." I gritted my teeth angrily.

Why is she torturing me?! I did nothing to her!

But in the inside, I was crying a river. Why is this happening to me? I feel like bawling right now.

You said bad things behind her back. My brain told me.

Shut up!

"And we can study toge-"

"When are you starting?" I interrupted her.

"I think tomorrow..."

Kill me now.

* * *

I woke up with Hilary still sleeping beside me. I sighed then wake her up. She glared at me then buried her face deeper into my pillows.

"We have school."

"Ugh, give me five more minutes." I rolled my eyes then headed to the bathroom where I did my morning routine.

After taking a bath, I had a debate whether I should wear a normal outfit that consists a shirt, skinny jeans and sneakers or my usual outfit, collared shirt worn underneath my sweater, skirt and random shoes. I felt someone's presence behind me, I turned around and saw Hilary smiling at me.

"I have something for you!" She shouted.

"What?" I raised my eyebrow, clearly not interested.

"This!" She showed me a black long sleeved dress, a maroon shirt that says 'New York' and a pair of skinny jeans.

"Um, thanks?" I shrugged.

"You're welcome and you should wear the shirt and the jeans to school today!" She cheerfully suggested.

"Um, okay?" I nodded, confused on why she's giving me clothes.

"Your brother told me you dress like a freak," She informed me, as if she had read my mind.

My brother?! That freaking butthole.

"Oh," I nodded as she headed to my bathroom.

After I dressed, I slid on my maroon Vans then grabbed my backpack. I headed downstairs then went straight to the kitchen to see Luke eating sandwiches.

"You freaking butthole!" I looked at him, clearly shooting daggers.

"What now?" He rolled his eyes.

"You told her I dress like a freak?! I do not!" I defended myself.

"Well you do, freak!"

Hearing that from my brother nearly broke my heart. This is all Hilary's fault! If she hadn't visit me, this wouldn't happen. That female dog. I huffed then grabbed an apple, munching on it angrily.

Minutes later, Hilary entered the kitchen wearing a tight crop top, mini skirt and six inch heels with her face full of make up making her look like a slut. She smiled at me then grabbed an apple. When Luke saw her, his eyeballs almost popped out of its sockets and his mouth agape.

"You ready?" She asked me.

"No." I mumbled quietly, making sure she doesn't hear it.

"Come on!" Luke finally said.