Chapter 3

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A/N : first of all, I would like to say that Sarah is a sweetheart. I just don't have any other idea for the antagonist's name :)


The bell rings for recess time. You sit with your group of friends, as usual, then start chit-chattering. Recess is the best time for gossips and stuff. "Hey, wanna know something?" One of you guys start, in a low voice, as if he is about to tell the world's secret. Nonetheless, the whole group lean closer to hear him better. "Brendon and Sarah broke up." This make you spurt your drink out. Gasps are exchanged within the group. F/n starts speaking, "Are you serious?! How did you know? When did it happen??" She tried to keep her voice low but couldn't hide the shock in her tone. "It happened during school holiday. Well, you do know that I live a few blocks away from him right. News spread so fast." The whole table start to laugh at you as you are trying to wipe your wet shirt. "Y/n is so happy that she chocked on her own drink." Stupid F/n is just stupid. "What the fuck F/n?! excuse me?? Puh-leeeaasseee!!" you start hitting F/n on the arm, gaining a louder fit of laughter from the whole group.

Sarah is the typical cheerleader of the school that you would always see in any drama on tv. Popular, hot, and a lil bit of a bitch. The fact that Brendon used to hit on you doesn't help at all. She should be happy that Brendon chose her over you, you are happier obviously. You don't even like that dickhead. But she always seems to hate you for no reason. What did you do? Is it because Brendon tried to flirt with you before? Or that asshole Brendon encourages her to hate you as well? These questions keep lingering around in your mind. You can't wait to end this school life.

"Earth to Y/n? You there?" One of your guy friend snap his fingers in front of your face, then you are back to reality. You didn't realize that you've been in your own thoughts. But F/n decides to be a pain in the ass again. "She probably is imagining her wedding with Brendon already." The whole table laugh even louder, gaining a few glances from students nearby. "F/n. STOP." You reach forward to steal her caramel pudding. "Heeyyy, that's mine!" she whines. "Guess what? It's mine now." A few others from the group let out a giggle. "Yeah whatever. Fair enough. As long as I can keep on teasing you about Brendon." You roll your eyes, not in the mood to argue with her anymore as your other friends keep laughing.

"Oh-oh! You remember this morning, Y/n? When we bumped into Brendon and his gang? You guys should listen to this!" You wonder why F/n is so excited about this topic, but the others are just as keen as her. So you just let her tells off to the whole group. "-and for sure, he's trying to win Y/n's heart over again." You turn to look at F/n, eyes squinting with a 'what the fucking lie are you saying?' look. "What are you talking about?? I'm 100% confident that a death glare is not a sign of trying to flirt or something." "Hey, you gotta learn that F/n is a hardcore shipper of you and Brendon." said one of them. Again, you roll your eyes. You are the only person who isn't laughing at the table.    

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