The Other Side of the Story

Chapter 1

“Hi baby” I purred into Jacob’s ear. I put my hands on his chest and trail my fingers until they reach the hem of his shirt. “Want to go have some fun?” I asked while biting his earlobe.

“Hey Lave” He replied. His hands snaked my waist to pull me even closer. “Janitor’s closet? At lunch?” He whispered back.

“Sure. Text me, ok?” I said and walked away. You might think I’m a slut but hey, if men can do it why can’t women? I’m not a going to be a sexist. It’s a free country.

Suddenly the warning bell rang and so the students rush in to get to their classes before they’re given a scolding or worse, detention. I was still walking like a beauty queen in the middle of the hallway, the crowd parting like red sea to give me way. This is what I love about my status as “THE QUEEN BEE”. You see, I could get away with almost anything since the students either fear me or love me.

I turn around as I hear a snicker from the side. I saw Sandy standing in whispering something to a girl I’ve never met before. ‘Must be a new girl’ I said in my mind. I didn’t pay her any attention since I was about to be late for my class.

I was annoyed when I felt something cool on my back, when I turned around I saw Sandy giving me the best oops-sorry-not-sorry face.

“Oops. Soooooooooooooo sorry. It was an accident. I tripped and it seems that my ice cream had a mind of its own and decided that it liked you?” She giggled and tried to look innocent as best as she could.

“Look, I am not in the mood for your bullshit today, ok?” I said and glared at her with all my might.

“WHA--? Why not? And I thought today would be a fun day” She pouted. Then she smirked, “Why queen bitch, I mean queen bee? Couldn’t get laid last night and now it’s taking toll on you?”

“Look Sandara, I meant it. Seriously just get off my back. You can play me tomorrow but not right now.” I sighed. I felt defeated. I hated this day to the core of my soul. I feel like this day should never come but we can’t have everything we want can we?

She kept on smirking and walked away with the new girl. Sometimes, I don’t get why I should be subjected to this kinds of torture. I know that I’m not all good but I’m not all bad either. I don’t go around bullying all the nerds I see. Ok, well maybe just a little but I never gone as far as ruining anything they own or dunking their heads inside the toilet. I’m pretty good but a slight bully I guess.

I continue my walk to my class. Then I heard the bell. Geez, I swear this is always my worst day. I was late for my calculus class and now I have to face detention to my overreacting perverted teacher who likes to ogle on girls as much as he can as fast as he can.

When I entered the class Mr. Pervy as I call him glared at me but I could see the hidden smirk he was sporting.

“ Ms. Fernandez glad you could join us. Do you have a pass or did you think that now would be a good time to grace us with your presence?” He said cutting his lesson.

“No pass sir. I was running late ‘cause a student tripped and got her ice cream all over my back” I gave him my puppy dog eyes and said: “Would it be alright sir if you could give me a pass I’m just going to change my clothes so I don’t feel sticky?”

His eyes turned into slits before saying, “Turn around. I’ll give it to you depending on how much is smeared on your back” He stated.

I turned around and blushed. Nobody probably saw my blush ‘cause my head was down and my back was all they could see. I knew for a fact that the back of my bra is visible through my shirt. I was wearing a white shirt with a print that says ‘Music Speaks’ in front matched with very tight jeans and a 3-inch stiletto.