The sass is real

4- Well then....

(A/N hey guys sorry for not updating for a long time but yeah...I procrastinated and well....everything I wrote deleted itself because of stupid wattpad so...that was fun. Anyhow, enjoy this!)

I tuck my book underneath my arm and shut my locker, seeing Jared standing in front of the locker next to mine. I sigh annoyedly but remain there to hear whatever it is that he wants to say. He looks at me bemusedly and declares," You like me, dont you? I mean, I thought you hated Heather because she was kinda bitchy or something but that's not it. You like me and you're jealous that she is my girlfriend and not you". I gasp at his stupid assumption and angrily reply," Hell No! I simply told her off because she was cornering me in the bathroom, which is very creepy by the way and when I told her to move, she didn't. She's a real pain in the ass, I don't know how you put up with her. How the hell can you think I'm jealous of her though?! Why would I be and most importantly, why would I like you of all people?!' watching as his face drops and an unknown emotion floods his eyes but disappears just as quickly. He regains his composure quickly and roughly says," I can't, for the life of me, think of why you wouldn't like me. I can however, think of one too many reasons why you should be jealous of Heather. She's hot, great in bed and best of all, she actually has friends!". I feel my jaw drop and I ball my fists, feeling the familiar burn of anger flooding through them but wanting desperately for it to subside before I kill someone

I feel my jaw drop and I ball my fists, mentally killing Jared and his...slut. I sigh angrily and walk to geography, desperately trying to stop his words echoing in my mind.

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I exit the class and walk to the cafeteria, feeling guilt and anxiety overtaking me. I cant think why I'm feeling this way, I've done nothing wrong. It was all Jared's fault and his....slu-Heather. I sit down at my table in the far corner and play Flappy bird, desperate to alter my high score. I look over and see everyone sitting next to their friends and talking happily..... I try and hide away my envy but I assume that isn't working because Heather walks up to me with her posse, probably already planning her snide insults that a fucking 5 year old could come up with. I turn my face to meet her plastic looking one and see her smirking slightly, whatever the fuck for?! I roll my eyes and divert my attention back on my phone, hoping she will get the message and skedaddle. She doesn't....sadly! I hear her loudly whispering (or should I say fake whispering) to her lady minion friends " Omg she looks soooo lonely. I almost feel bad for her, but she's a total bitch so she deserves it". I restart the game because I fall of the bridge in Temple run and loudly call out to her, " Yeah I don't know if you realize how big your mouth is but I can hear you, and I'm pretty sure everybody else can too," continuing on playing temple run. I see in my peripheral vision that she scoffs and turns to me, stamping her foot in the process. Well looks like somebody is a bit of a baby.....

" You know I-I erm I....shut up! " she cries out. I smirk victoriously but then hear her say " Hey baby, is she bothering you?," in a deep, raspy voice. I look over confused and see Jared talking to Heather and her pouting and nodding. Well looks like im being ganged up on...ha! Funny thing is, I can still whoop both their asses by myself...I guess so anyway. Jared turns to me and exclaims " Azelia, you cant go a day without getting into some stupid fight, can you? I get that your obsessed with us populars' but why not try and divert that effort into making friends? Or making yourself into a nicer person? Because that would be a hell of alot better than sitting in a cafeteria and staring at people that actually have friends instead of playing on your phone and pretending not to care when you secretly do." I stare at him gobsmacked and try to process whatever the hell he just said. Does he think he's a fucking psychologist and im some sort of patient? Screw him! Before I can respond, he begins again " Azelia you are one of the most pathetic people I've ever met. Honestly! You hate on those that have friends and then bitch at anybody that makes an effort to be yours. I mean, what is that?! You pretend like you know everything and everyones' history but no, you dont! Heather might have been annoying you but thats no reason to make her cry," taking a moment to point to that slut who was totally fake crying, " At least she was giving you attention, and with the way you look, that must be really hard to get! You look like an 8 year old boy and your manners are just..like a freaking sailors. You swear and randomly attack people, slapping them like an angry, pompous child! Grow up, goddamn it!," I take a deep breath and refuse to let his stupid words sink in, secretly fearing they may be slightly accurate. Everybody in the cafeteria is listening intently on my public humiliation and Heather and Jared seem to be taking satisfaction in this. I feel lost...Jared's words are floating in my mind. What the fuck does he know about me, talking as if he actually knows thing about me!

Jared stares at me and then slowly lets an evil grin sink into his stupid face, " Oh well that's a first! Azelia is speechless." looking around at the people listening in. He turns to me once again and rants " You know when I first met you, I thought you were one of those girls that was sassy to teachers but was nice to everybody. I couldnt have been more wrong! You are a hateful person, looking down at everybody that doesn't live how you do. Looking down on those that have friends and care about things other tahn schoolwork. What do you even care about?! I severely doubt that anybody in this room has any idea what you like or dislike! Wanna know why? Because you are a moody, bitchy, elitist! You dont allow anybody to be your friend and critise all those that have friends, just because you know that they are nice and for that reason they have friends and peers that like them, something impossible for you! I cant imagine the idea of anybody liking you! I cant imagine how your parents feel about you! " smirking as he finished.

I snapped at the mention of my parents and took a calming breath, knowing if i didnt I would flip shit! With that, I walked away.

If he thinks all that is true, then its time to prove him wrong! I cant wait to see his face when that happens...

I will make him pay, I will make them all pay! I'll show them....I'll show all of them...