The Cold Hearted Girl

Chapter 2

        Angela's POV

After 13 to 14 minutes I reached the schools parking lot. I made my way to the inside and everyone was crazy after not seeing their so called best friends during summer holiday. And I was there walking and no one was even looking at me.

And as all school, our school has the 'Bad Boys' and his best friends with the 'Queen Bee' and her minions.

While, walking to my locker I saw Ryan McCall and his friends or let's say best friends because they had grown up together because of their parents business, and they are known as the assholes, well that's what I call them, and if you wondered what everyone calls them,well then let me tell you, Everyone Calls Them The FUCKING 'Bad Boys'.

I have an undeniable hate for them especially that Ryan, because I guess he's a bit of a bully.

I saw him trying to unpack a poor girls bag, while the girl was crying and begging him not to, and by the look of it, it seemed that there was something important in the bag. 

I couldn't stop myself from going there and snatch the backpack out of his hands and give it back to the poor girl, who was standing there crying her eyes out.

And that's what I did.

"Hey, who the fuck are you?And what do you think you're doing?" he asked with a glare.

I didn't need to tell him who I am or get in a fight with him, because I'm pretty sure he isn't hitting a girl, he's just bullying them and I can't hit him without him hitting me back, it's unfair and I don't like being unfair, so I went with the sentence that will make him go crazy.

"I'm your worst nightmare, asshole!" I spat back and started leaving without saying another word.

I got to my locker and took out my math books. Yes, I know as always math the first lesson, boring.

I went to class 2-3 minutes early to choose my place for the following year. I chose to sit in the front, so I can pay attention and get good marks, I even sat next to the window, so when I get bored I can stare outside. And when I'm saying getting bored means when we read geometry, uh, God I hate geometry. Butttt I love algebra because we only have to find Mr. X.

Students started to fill in the class, and that asshole was one of them,  (and when I say asshole I mean Ryan McCall). He was making his way toward me with a smirk on his face.

I looked around and saw no seats available in the area near me except the one next to me, and I knew he wanted to sit there and do i don't know what's on his mind, but I won't let him.

He got near and I looked around to do something, so he won't sit beside me, because I'm really not in the mood to deal with that asshole.

An idea 💡 popped in my head. 

I took my bag on the floor and put it next to me, while saying "Ooops, the seat is occupied by my bag!" I said smirking at him.And I heard some students laughing at my comeback, but I ignored them.
           Anddddd
What The Actual Fuck. I smirked.
This isn't possible. It's been a year, since I haven't smiled, glared, grinned, or smirked at anyone,  except kids and my mom. what is happening to me. I smirked at him.
                    😱 OMG 😱

He wanted to say something, but some girl in the back called him and he left with a glare.

After a bit, Mr. Gonzalez came in and he started talking, "Hello guys, I guess you all know me and my rules," he said looking at all of  us. And let me tell his rules, he's the best teacher and his rules are amazing, first when he explains there should be no sound and later on when we solve the questions we can talk till we die.

Mr. Gonzalez was about to start the lesson when he said, "Mr. McCall I don't want you to sit there, because you'll be busy with those students at the back and your grade isn't doing well, so I suggest you to came and sit here in the front with Ms. Summers."

Just to make him hate me more I said, "Sir, I told him to come and sit here, but he refused saying 'I'm a little ugly fucking bitch he don't want to be near me' and I was really offended by his words, so I just let him go and sit in the back."

Mr. Gonzalez looked at Ryan with a disapproving eye and told him to apologize to me or else he'll get lunch detention.

"No, Sir I'm not apologizing, because whatever she is saying isn't true," he argued back with the teacher.

Even though I felt bad for lying to the teacher, but damnn it felt good watching the so called bad boy trying to tell the teacher he is saying the truth. But I guess not saying the truth other times has its consequences now because no one is going to believe him, even the principle is on my 😏 side.

"Okay. Fine, I'm sorry," he apologized. I high fived myself  mentally.

I just made the bad boy apologize to me.

Through the whole period i didn't spare him a glance, but I could feel him shooting daggers my way with his ocean blue eyes.
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                Author's Note

I felt like this chapter is being too long, so I am going to skip school part, because I haven't planned on putting any more drama's on the first day of Angela's senior year.

Hope 🙏 you liked it so far.
      
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