Confession Of The Queen Bee

👑5: Too much

It's all about perspective. Let's say that this story wasn't about me. What if it's about Emily? You'll definitely think that I'm a stuck-up, snobby little bitch who gets everything handed to so easily by mommy and daddy, that I don't know what to do except wearing expensive perfume and designer clothes. You'll think I have the perfect life and thus I'm the mean girl.

Don't deny it.

Because we're all humans. If we can only see one side of the story, we'll think that's the right side. We don't bother getting to know what the other side holds. We don't care.

My parents never just handed me something for free. I always had to do something to achieve it.

I'm allergic to perfume.

Yes, I liked to wear designer clothes because I have a passion for fashion. Was that wrong?

My life is nowhere near perfect. My dad is an actor and my mom is a supermodel. Some kids at school said that their marriage was plainly because of a contract or for some publicity stunt. And they thought I didn't know.

I wish I didn't know.

Behind the mask of this confident Chloe Ashton is a broken Chloe Ashton.

Do they care?

No they don't.

It was not like I gave a fuck about what they cared about anyway.

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My Ferrari was being washed so I took my white BMW i8 instead.

Remember this detail because it's actually important.

I got to school with my friends and the first thing I got when I entered the hallway is a "warm welcoming" from Eww.

He pinned me to my locker, his brown eyes all firey. He was mad. He looked like he was about to punch me.

He wouldn't dare.

"WHY DID YOU SLAP HER? YOU FUCKING WHORE! WHY? TELL ME!" he screamed to my face. How dare he?

"She was asking for it. She reached for the one subject that she wasn't allowed to" I replied. I wasn't afraid. I was not letting this cunt of a douche get to me.

"That was because you were acting bitchy as you always do. Why can't you let me be happy for once?" he stared coldly.

"You don't deserve to ask me to let you be happy. You know what you've done. You know what, you're not even worth arguing with. After all, you have the guts to LIE to your beloved little girlfriend" I smirked. You wanna argue? Fine. I'll give you an argument.

"Don't go there or I'll ignore the fact that you're a girl" Eww grits his teeth.

"Oh look. The boyfriend of the year is not only a liar, but he's a sexist pig too. Tell me, Mr. Ethan I-heart-Freckles Carter, do you cheat on Freckles also?"

He slapped me.

The douchebag who used me had the guts to slap me for being a bitch.

Me!

This was too much for me. I couldn't take this anymore.

"I-I'm sorry Chloe... I was mad and-"

"Keep it. Apology not accepted" I said blankly, standing up on my own, ignoring his hand holding out to help me.

Ha! Help me.

He could've helped me by breaking up with me instead of using me a year ago.

I looked around the audience. None of them even bothered whispering to each other. They just stared at me and Eww, like they were watching their favourite show on Netflix.

I laughed out loud. I didn't care if they thought I was a phsyco. I am one anyway. This school had driven me to insanity already.

"You people want Shady Chloe? Well, Milled Stone High, she's back" I shouted. I wanted to make sure all these little shits here knew what they were about to face.

At the corner of my eye, I saw Freckles and Darla, their faces were pale. They were a bit shaken, I could tell. The whole school knows about Shady Chloe.

Facing them, I winked at them and walk away.

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The school day seemed like it was taking forever, but it was finally over. I couldn't wait to go home.

Going to the parking lot, I was shocked.

Remember when I said I drove a WHITE BMW to school?

Well, the perfectly white car was written in black markers, saying things like:

Slut

Whore

Green is so last season, jealous bitch!

Bully

Fake

You think I waa gonna drive in this? Of course not. I'm not taking any L's.

Fuck going home. I have business to take care of.

I went to the security guard and asked him to show me the CCTV at the parking lot.

Ahh, so it was Darla and some of her other friends.

Amateurs.

My dad taught me to act some scenes from my favourite movies for fun when I was little. I'm not a professional, but a pretty good actress.

So I faked a cry and reported this to the principle.

Our principle, Mr. Hampton is all about solving problems with peace and harmony. Basically saying sorry and forgive, forget. So without being a bit dramatic and saying things like "that car was a special gift for my 16th birthday", Darla would basically get away with vandalism.

So Mr. Hampton made her and her stupid little squad clean my car. They had to stay at school and clean that car till it's perfectly white again. And it was supposed to be game night at her house tonight!

Or I'm suing their asses.

And I made our principle call their parents. I talked to their parents on the phone, making sure to add a few sniffles and tell them all what their children wrote on my car.

Yes, I'm not afraid to say "slut" to them.

When I was done, I walked to the parking lot and watched as Darla and her squad clean my car.

"Game night, huh? Well, hopefully car cleaning is just as entertaining for you guys" I smiled at them.

"Well, you have to wait with us till we're finished so you're not going home any sooner" one girl said.

"Hon, don't make me laugh. I already called my chauffeur. He'll pick me up in my limo soon" I smirked "Hey don't glare at me. You guys did this to yourselves. I'm the victim here".

I could tell their blood was boiling. I'm enjoying this.

"Toodles" I blowed them a kiss and walked to the limo.

Don't think you've seen the last of Shady Chloe though.

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A/N: WOO OKAYYYYY. I put idontwannebeyouanymore there because that song is fricken beautiful. Hope you enjoy it too. What do you think will happen next? Vote plz 💋
BTW, tell me whether I should keep putting songs with each chapter or just photos ❤