It Started With Facebook // Shmateo

Chapter Twenty-One

Semi Edited

Kamia | 4th Period

I was furious.

The people I called my friends. They just turned their backs on me, their friend. Their main friend. I am the glue that always held that stupid group together. If it wasn't for me, they wouldn't even be friends!

Then here comes little miss Sasha. Little miss perfect. What in the hell makes her so perfect that they decide to choose her over me! I am the best friend that any of them can have. Little miss perfect will NOT steal my friends and crush, I will be damned if she does and it's right underneath my fucking nose.

It was currently the start of 4th period and I was in the library thinking.

I need something on Sasha, something that will make her leave my friends alone, my crush alone. I'm pretty sure she has something, no one is as perfect as Sasha.

The perfect idea popped into my head; find out Sasha's home life. Why she moved to Ann Arbor and if it's something embarrassing, I can either threaten her with it, or just release it to the entire school. Let everyone know that little "perfect" isn't so perfect, that she's nothing but a friend stealer.

I looked around the library that was full of nerds doing their homework. My eyes stopped of the freaky, dirty brown headed kid who was already looking at me. Once his eyes locked with mine, he quickly went down to his papers that was in front of him.

I sighed as I thought about going to speak to him, to see if he had any special skills that can come to my use.

I really didn't want to talk to Milton, but if I wanted to get some dirty of Sasha, then he was probably my best bet.

Letting out a sigh, I grabbed my bags and headed over to Milton's table and sat across from him, making sure that the top of my breast was revealed a bit more by my tank top.

Me: Hi Milton.

He slowly looked up and I could see his breathing get heavier. I cringed as I looked at his acne filled face.

Milton: H-Hi, Kamia. Wh-What are you d-doing he-here?

Me: What? I can't sit with my friend?

Milton: We-we're not fr-fr-friends though.

The idiot had the toughest time trying to pronounce the word "friends", which is literally the easiest word.

I pouted at him with a hurt expression;

Me: Awe, man. I thought we were. Sorry Milton, I'll leave now.

I grabbed my bags and slowly walked off, counting the seconds before he calls me back to the table.

Milton: W-Wait!

See?

I turned around and kept my head down with a sad expression on my face.

Me: Yes, Milton.

Milton: We-we can be f-friends. I've a-always wanted t-to be your f-friend.

It was nearly had to understand this idiot with his stupid stuttering.

I faked a happy expression.

Me: Really!?

He nodded and I quickly took the seat in front of him again.

Me: Oh yay! I'm so happy. We're gonna be best friends!

The librarian came over.

Librarian: This is a library, kids. You cannot be loud.

I inwardly rolled my eyes.

Me: I am sorry, ma'am. I was just happy that Melvin and I became friends.

Milton: M-Milton.

Me: Same thing.

The librarian narrowed her eyes while looking at us.

Librarian: Just keep quiet.

Milton: Y-Yes ma'am, s-s-sorry.

She gave Milton a smile, me a glare and walked off.

I looked at Milton and honestly tried not to puke as I watched him go up his nose while looking at me.

Me: Uh, anyways. Milton, I need a favor from you. We're friends now, I can ask favors from you.

Milton: S-Sure, Kamia.

Me: Well, I want to find out some history. Do you think you can do that for me?

Milton: Wh-What kind of h-h-history?

Me: Well, I have this fr-cousin. Yeah, this cousin and she wants to know why she moved to Ann Arbor.

He pulled out some paper.

Milton: O-Okay. Well, wh-what's th-their n-name?

I took the paper from him and began to write down what I wanted found on Sasha and slid it back to him with one finger.

Me: That is what I want found on her. Don't leave anything out and go deep, got that?

Milton: Th-That new g-girl is y-y-your cousin? S-She's so p-p-pretty.

Me: Yes, that's my cousin and no she isn't. She's a friend stealing bitch!

He looked at my wide eyed along with everyone in the library. I fake laughed.

Me: Sorry. I apologize!

Milton: I-It's o-okay but I-I'm gonna need s-something from y-y-you.

I raised an eyebrow at the ugly nerd.

Me: Like what? I'm already blessing your life with my presence and you want more? What more could you want?

Milton: I-I'm sorry b-but I need m-money f-for the s-software t-t-to get t-the information. M-ommy w-on't g-g-give me a-anymore a-a-allowance.

I stopped myself from rolling my eyes at the pathetic nerd.

Me: How much?

Milton: T-the s-software is o-one h-hundred and tw-tw-twwenty dollars.

I grabbed my wallet and threw him two hundred and a twenty.

Me: I better get my money's worth or our friendship is over.

I'll do much more than end this non-existent friendship with this nerd if I don't get my money's worth.

Milton: I-it's going t-to take a f-f-few d-days, m-maybe t-two but don't w-w-worry. It w-will be w-worth y-your money's w-worth.

I looked at him for a few seconds, trying to understand what he was saying.

Me: Okay, you have three days, tops.

I stood up and grabbed my bag.

Me: I want everything, Milton.

I turned and walked off, leaving him there. I walked out just a few seconds after the bell rang. I looked to the right and was about to walk off but I saw Sasha walking with Mateo and Shawn. I could feel my blood begin to boil as I saw Mateo wrap his arm around that bitch's shoulder.

Yeah, this will be so worth it.

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Short, chapter...I knoww. Sorry but at least you know what Kamia is up to now.