The Hooded Beauty

Queen Bitch

Why did I lean in and kiss him?

I'm so stupid.

He kisses me back and then we just stop. I move away from him and apologise.
He sighs at me for it.
"You know you're the most confusing girl ever?"
"Well all you do is make me fall for you and then you publicly humiliate me and pretend like nothing happened" my tone turns aggressive, which surprises me but I guess I'm just done being ignored or treated like shit by him. I deserve better.

I'm done being treated like crap.
We glare at each other while the tension builds up. Why am I so angry at him?

"Your dad told me to stay away from you" he explains.
"What would you have done if he didn't say anything?" It runs through my mind that he'd just use me. As that is what he is known for. Being a player.

You see, Jace Nash isn't a nice guy. He walks around like he owns the place and everyone falls at his knees. He gets everything and anyone he wants. So girls has never been an issue for him. He's never dated anyone. He has just slept with them, made them fall for him and then broke their hearts.
So many girls are a victim to Jace Nash's charm.

Although, his twin, Parker Nash is surprisingly the opposite of Jace. He is kind and caring. He is just a good soul. He is madly in love with Kassy (my twin) and has been for as long as I can remember, they have been dating for forever. They celebrated their 6 year anniversary last month. To put that into perspective, he's 17 and she is 16... who the fuck dates at 10 years old.
The Nash's have always been in our lives. They have a younger sister named Ellie, she's 14 and is a freshman. She is loud and confident, much like her brothers. Also sports seems to run in their family, Jace and Parker play for the schools football team. Ellie does gymnastics. She is fantastic at it. Considering their family is also stinking rich I guess that means they can afford the best training in the industry.

Anywho back to this asshole infront of me.

"I don't know what I would have done. What are you expecting me to say I was going to fall madly in love with you? Because that will never happen." He says with gritted teeth.
My heart sank.
But what was I expecting him to say?
I knew I could never have him.

I decide it's best if I walk away.
There's nothing left to say.

I slide past him and walk out of the stinking hot janitors closet with my head held high. I will not be weak over this insufferable jerk.

And I realise we must have been in there at least an hour because it's lunchtime. We never heard the bell or the rushing and hustle of bodies moving.

I heard over to the cafeteria. My blood is boiling. I have no appetite but I know I need to eat something.

I sit down next to Kassy and sit my head in my hands and feel sorry for myself. While the world moves on around me. No one checks up on me and I'm happy about that.

But then, out of the corner of my eye I see a group forming. Curiosity gets the better of me and I look over. There's a herd of senior girls surrounding this girl who looks to be a freshmen. I instantly perk up as this reminds of how it all started with my bullies.

I see the main girl Ellie Alby, the bitch of the school. Talking through her teeth to this innocent girl. She curls into a ball trying to avoid confrontation.
Looks just like me two years ago.

Ellie Alby, is one of the nastiest people I have had the displeasure of meeting. That girl is rotten inside and out. She is living proof that the rich brat mentality still exists. It very much exists in this high heeled, short skirted, bleach blonde bimbo. All she is missing is a little chihuahua and then she lives up to the stereotype.

I stand up. Push my chair back hard. It screeches across the floor.
Officially done with people who throw negativity into other people for no reason.
No one else seems to be taking a stance.

I waltz on over to the table in question. Not quite sure on what I am going to say or do. All I know is, when that was me, no one helped me. That girl will not turn out to be me.
I sit down next to the girl, steal a french fry and flick it into the cold blooded face of the bitch.
"What the fuck was that?" she spits.
"It was a fry" I say casually shrugging my shoulders and leaning back in my chair.
"Is she bothering you?" I ask the girl and she shakes her head, stunned at what I am doing.

Ellie slams her fists on the table.
"Back to me please. Thanks. Don't you think you should have gotten a salad? You could lose a few pounds. Well more than a few" she says while inching closer to the freshmen's face.

Ok, enough is enough.

I grab a clump of her perfect fake hair and smash her head onto the table.

Relax it's a wooden table. Hardly going to kill the lass.
Just hopefully will leave a print of her makeup on there.
I think it's an artistic expression.

"You bitch!!" A sudden rampage of fakeness comes flying towards me.
Right the squad is going to claw me with their acrylic nails now.

Hands fly towards me as they aim for the typical cat fight position: Hair grabbing and pulling.

I start aiming at a target and send a fist flying towards them. I hit a few and I'm not going to lie, it feels good. They have caused so much shit for so many people they deserve this.
We carry on fighting, and it's like 5 of them and one of me. But boy, I have made a mess of some of their faces.
Kassy comes in my view and leaps on one of them that's attached to my hair and just starts attacking them. Literally all I can compare it to is a lion jumping on its prey.
Then unfortunately people start pulling them away from us and dragging them away while they're screaming about how much of a bitch I am and how bad they want to rip my hair out. Classy.

Hello, my name is Kady Lincoln and I now apparently work on behalf of bad karma because I have suddenly grown balls.