The sass is real

6- Who's that girl?

Hey guys :)  I told you that I would update today and I did so guess what? You guys owe me cookies. Chocolate ones, none of that oatmeal shit! Anyway, you might wanna thank this girl called Dina because she reminded me that I need to update so people dont archive it (dont do that pwease, I beg of you master) so yeah...good one dina ;)

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Jared's POV  (A/N haha it's about damn time lol)

I come late to school, not really sorry about it. It was better to have slept in than attend class. I smile at a group of girls, hearing them giggle to each other and have mini spasms of what I guess is happiness. I walk on, high fiving random guys that I know and ignoring Heather's crazy obsessive texts on why i'm late. I don't bother replying back that I'm late because I slept with this other girl because I know she'll go bat shit crazy, even though I told her from the start its nothing more than hookups. A girl would have to be damn special to be my only one, that I can tell you. Heather doesn't make that cut, she's not even that pretty or good in bed really.

I check my timetable in my locker and see a couple of slips of paper with names and numbers on them, no doubt from girls that want me. I ignore them for now and see I have Geography, the lamest subject a person can possibly have. I think about whether I should just go and sit there for the lesson or ditch the class, but opt for the first option because I'm already late and I have to pass somehow. I glance at my watch and speed walk quickly to the classroom, feeling relief when I see that I'm not late. The fucking professor is though. When the professor finally gets here he assigns us homework and writes questions on the board, making me and a couple others groan. I copy them down and remind myself to do them...sometime. I hear my phone buzz and I look at the teacher, making sure he didn't hear it. I pull out my phone and see that Ted messaged me saying there is a party at his house tonight and wants to know if I'm going. I message back "nope" and hear it buzz a couple of seconds later.

Dude, you have to come. I swear, you're the reason why everybody comes. I mean, the dudes come because you're practically our leader man and the chicks come because they wanna get with you. Just come man, I swear it'll be epic! - Ted

I smirk slightly when I read that I'm the reason that everybody comes to the parties and don't reply back to him. It's better that way..

The bell rings and I pack up my stuff, walking out to the hallway. I see girls that are covered in thick makeup smiling like fucking barbie dolls and I flash them a grin, loving the sound of their excited squeals when I do. I see Ted waiting for me down the hallway and he joins me as I walk, talking nervously about the party. I sigh annoyedly and nod, telling him that I'll be there. He lights up and goes in for a hug but I dodge it just in time. Fucking hell, we're not girls. We don't need to hug each other! He starts talking about this new girl he's dating and I desperately try and remember how she looks like. Oh yeah...tall, blonde and pretty...he could do better but for now, it'll do. It wont last long either way..

I tell him that I approve and he smiles in relief, glad that I approve and he doesn't have to break up with her. I pay half a mind to what he's saying and think about the last girl he dated. Ugh, she was boring and so damn different from most girls! She reminds me of Azelia.. I zone back in and see we've reached the cafeteria. I sit down in my seat, watching as people scramble to get seats that are somewhat close to me or that have a view of me. I see Heather and her friends walking up to the table, scowling at everybody else but smiling when they see me. Heather steps closer to me and sits down in my lap, making me promptly nudge her off. She looks at me cautiously and apologizes for doing that, wanting to know it I would break up with her or something. I nod at her and tell her not to fucking do it again and she nods and sits next to me instead. There is no way in fucking hell am I allowing her to sit on my lap, like I'm her fucking boyfriend. No fucking way!

Ted announces that the party is tonight, making everybody start talking about it and I listen half heartedly and instead find myself looking in the corner where Azelia normally sits alone. Huh, shes not there. She cant be away because that would probably ruin her perfect attendance record so where the hell can she be? She doesn't even have any friends to hang out with...I answer back to James and laugh along with him about what happened in Mr Bates class.

We continue talking when the chatter in the cafeteria slowly dies down and stops our groups talking as well. I look around to see what the hell happened and my jaw unhinges when I turn to see...Azelia?

Standing there in the doorway of the cafeteria is Azelia....or at least a girl that looks somewhat like her. She looks so...different....good different. Her long brown hair is slightly curled and she's wearing a light pink dress that's lace or something on the top half, but normal on the bottom and it just frames her body. She's wearing high heels but I swear she looks the same height. I notice she's wearing makeup that's really subtle...barely there honestly, which is quite the contrast against the other girls in our school that just cake it on. She looks just....beautiful.

She notices everybody staring at her and she blushes and turns to face the ground, probably embarrassed. She shouldn't be, she looks..amazing. She quickly walks to her spot in the cafeteria and then after a while, she gains enough confidence to face us all. She smiles slightly and as soon as that happens, a few daring people rush to her table and surprisingly...they sit with her.

I turn to face the others and I see the guys busy checking her out and the girls just....they literally look green with envy. Heather is the worst...she looks green with envy and red with anger. I can just feel the hatred that is directed at Azelia and I can practically see the gears grinding in Heather's head for a plan for her downfall. Then Heather smirks and I know instantly, it wont turn out good. For once in my life, I feel an emotion I can't decipher....I dont know what it is.

For fucks sake!