The good girl gone bad

Chapter ~2

*Recap*

  Anyway, I walk out the door and go to my car. Then I see that someone left a note it said...

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Dear Danielle R. Peterson,

WATCH YOUR BACK!

Kisses, ~Anonomous 

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I'm not going to lie I wasn't scared because I've gotten threat notes before. I mean girls just don't usually like me because I flirt with your boyfriend.

After the whole "Threat note" I wasn't sure how today was going to go. I just guessed it was like one of the stupid pranks they play here. If that's all they got keep it comin'.

I just got into my car with no hesitation. No worries, No concern, No fear, No doubt, No anything. If this bitch is gunna fuck with me then bring it on.

Anyways I got to school around 9:45 am. I got out of the car and everyone was just staring at me. Like I was from a different country.

I yelled, "WHAT IS THE FUCK Y'ALL STARIN' AT?". This girl that looked like Malabo barbie bitch walked up to me and said: "Hey! girl!".

"Hey, Uhmn Okay I have a question...So, D-DO YOU CHEER?" She asked me just kind of studdering.

"Oh...I see what this is..." I say to her followed by "Okay whats your name?".

She just kind of smiled and said: "Brittney you?".

I chuckled and said: "Danielle, and look if you came to ask me on your squad NO!". I was thinking for a moment later and said: "Okay look...I've gone down the cheer road...It's not easy I can say that, but if you think for a very moment that I would be a cheer WHORE then you think not. My team was the greatest ever seen I mean look at my jacket". Then I turn around and pull off my backpack revealing my world series jacket that has "Danielle Peterson" on the back.

She was evidently shocked because she gasped loud enough for the whole world to hear.

"O.M.G WERE DID YOU GET THAT?" She yelled as every single person turned around.

"¿Dónde crees que lo Tengo, Perra estúpida?" I said. She looked like I had just killed her mom or something.

"W-what the hell does that mean?" she said in a worried tone.

"if I told you I would have to kill you sweety". I said in a "mom" voice.

"WHO THE HELL SAID YOU CAN TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?" She said yelling.

"OKAY WHO THE FUCK DIED AND YOU SUDDENLY GOT MADE QUEEN...WELL, I DON'T KNOW WHO THE HELL WOULD WANT A FAKE ASS BITCH AS A QUEEN" I yelled at her.

She raised her hand to slap me and I grabbed it and said: "LOOK...IS MALABO BARBIE GUNNA "SLAP" ME? OH YOUR WAY TO PREDICTABLE BITCH!".

She was kinda worried I was gunna hurt her or something which I could have, but I didn't and that's the point. She was thoroughly terrified though.

"Okay, I'm gunna let you off with a warning not to fuck with me and also I've been kicked out of 8 schools before let's not make it 9 okay barbie," I said to her with a "look" on my face.

After that, I walked away...about 10 minutes later I found my locker. You'll be surprised what I found in it...