Warrior

2(Let's Get Started)

"So... how excited are you to be back in good ole' Columbia for your first day here at USC?"

I grinned at Bekah and gripped the strap of my bookbag, hugging it tighter on my shoulder. The school was indeed beautiful and the way the autumn leaves crunched on the ground as students filed their way into the building seemed to make it even more mesmerizing. Honestly, I couldn't wait to be near my hometown but at the same time I was hoping that no one recognized me as I didn't feel like dwelling back into the past.

"Yea, I'm excited to get this school year started. Hopefully if anyone from high school goes here, they left the drama back there."

"Well college is way more laid back then high school so we shouldn't have to worry about queen b's or jerkface jocks or anything like that." I scoffed at some of the memories that resurfaced from the popular crowd back at our old high school.

Bekah leaned and bumped into my shoulder as we made it into the hallways of the university. "Remember freshman year when Mitchell put 'baby on the way' and 'it's a girl' balloons in Brittney Novik's locker after she got caught lip locked with a notorious man whore senior?"

My hand covered my mouth to stop the laughter bubbling out of me. "Dude, that was priceless!" I held my stomach as I remembered her bright red face when they all came flying out of her locker. "But then again I think that's what changed her to be so mean and ruthless. She practically killed any reputation or personality that anyone had if they so much as looked at her the wrong way."

"Glad I wasn't forgotten by the lowly scum of the earth."
Rebekah turned to look behind me and a string of curses mumbled from her lips. I swear some of them were in Spanish too. Rolling my eyes I turned around to see none other than the same Brittney Novik that we had just been discussing. Of course, she just had to be at the same university so that I wouldn't have any peace and quiet through these years. I glanced up and down to see that she practically looked the same as high school. Long wavy brown locks framed her face and bangs parted right above her brow. Her blue eyes with hints of grey always seemed to pierce into your heart that, I'm pretty sure, she would rip out if she could. Dark red lipstick made her lips fuller than they originally were and she turned her face down towards me, obviously enjoying her tall high heels so she could look even more demeaning at people.

"Oh Brittney!" My mouth opened in the biggest grin I could possibly make and I threw up my best high pitched snobby girl voice I could make. "It's been so long girl! I can't believe you graduated! How much did your parents pay your teachers for good grades?"

If her eyes could have been any more narrowed than they already were, I would have sworn she had closed them. Her scowl quickly replaced with a smirk and she placed a hand on her hip, the other pointed a finger towards my face and I glanced at her talon-like nails, resisting the urge to ask how she types on a computer or even wipes after the bathroom.

"Watch your back Quinn. I don't want to waste any breath towards losers like yourselves so stay out of my way." Her hands brushed her way too tight sequined tank that looked as if her breasts might pop out and began to walk away, her heels clicking loudly against the tiled floor.

Glancing at Bekah I couldn't help but let out a laugh as her eyes were almost popping out of her skull.

"Quinn! Why on earth would you do that!? Now she probably is concocting schemes against us to take out her personal vendetta. What if she does something humiliating towards us that goes around the school! Or maybe she will hire henchmen to assassinate us! Or what if-"

My hands gripped Rebekah on her shoulders and I shook her gently, laughing at her rambling. "If anything she will take it out against me and don't forget we aren't in high school anymore. I doubt we even will have a single class with her, hell I only have one class with you so don't sweat it!"