Bedding bad √

Meghan-28

Bcoz the lady in the cover looks like Rebekah Mikaelson🖤
dreamxwang made this too

Everyone hates Monday mornings, I wasn't an exemption but this particular one felt like Saturday movie marathon with the girls.

Queenie and I sat rubbing shoulders in homeroom when every phone in the room and probably the entire school pinged. Gasps, chuckles and nonchalant sighs were heard. Shortly after, the morning news was interrupted as the screen changed to the photo that had been sent to everyone.

'For those of you who didn't get the message sent a few seconds ago. This chat is between our very own generally loved head cheerleader Tara Johnson and Eric Truman. I hope the pieces fall into place'. Came a mechanical voice from the speaker that no one would guess to be Zayn's.

Miss Walker cast a lazy glance at the screen, shook her head and returned to looking miserable.

'Three, two, one'. The bell rang immediately after Queenie's countdown and students began filing out. Immediately, the murmurs began as people grouped up and waited by their friends' lockers.

'Do you think it work?' Queenie asked.

The hallway began clearing out in the middle as Alice Desna made her way to Tara at her locker down the hall but was stopped halfway by Eric who grabbed her hand and tried to drag her off but she broke free and slapped him across the cheek.

'I'll say it did'. I answered and led the way to Maths.

Tara slammed her locker shut, blinked repeatedly, raised her head up and walked to class with false bravado.

'I still can't believe it, Eric Truman seemed so monogamous. Who knew he was a spineless multiple breeding cockerel?' Queenie continued as we walked into maths.

'Some cocks just can't resist a hen in heat and that seems to be Tara's constant'.

My phone pinged as we took our seats.

Smirky: for payment, a trip to the bar will suffice ice-cream buddy. Btw, call me when the catfight begins.

I smiled and Queenie cast me a look.

'Are you and Travis texting again? I wish Drew and I could do that but he already got a strike so we are keeping it strictly PG'.

'Don't go feeling jealous, Travis and I aren't talking'.

'Since the party?'

'Yeah, he called a few times but I'm not feeling up for it'.

'So who was that then?'

'Zayn'.

She smiled coyly and was forced to swallow down what she had to say when the class began.

We skimmed through our classes with smiles and giggles as people kept talking about Tara who tried and failed to appear unaffected. By lunch, we had all gathered to execute phase 2 of our plan.

'Target in sight'. Katie said and we all looked ahead to see Tara approaching the cafeteria door where we were convened.

'I'm on it'. Pokello said and moved ahead, grabbing Tara and pulling her into the ladies room.

We all rushed in after her.

'Sorry. Our friend here is going to get very sick from all the stress she's gone through. I'd advise you leave to avoid the stench of that which is about to be expelled from her digestive system'. Kello said to the other girls in the bathroom with a poker face, all the while violently shaking Tara and they all hurried out.