Learning to be Sister's [discontinued]

Anastasia Seven

Anastasia glared at the slice of pizza before her. The nerve of Azeala! Ana didn’t understand how she could be so upfront about the entire situation but then again she had been the one who was cheated.

Ana had been the one who helped Ford cheat.

She sunk in my seat and pulled the grey beanie lower over her dark hair as if it were going to help her disappear.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” Ana heard Jonah hiss opposite of her. The dark haired girl raised her head and peaked through her thick lashes. A few girls were staring in Anastasia’s direction.

At the sound of Jonah’s deep voice, the girls looked away and began to whisper amongst each other.

Jonah cursed as he leaned forward in the booth and reached across the table to lift Anastasia’s face. “Ignore them,” he told her and rubbed his thumb over the side of her chin.

“I can’t believe she just did that,” Ana mumbled as Jonah leaned back in his seat.

He dark haired boy shrugged, “She’s heartless.”

Ana snorted in disbelief, “She’s a bitch.”

“She’s Azeala, Ana. She’s Queen of the Bitch Community.”

“I don’t understand why she’s here,” Ana glared as she leaned forward in her seat and ducked her head. Strands of her hair fell on the half eaten slice of pizza in the white foam plate before her but she didn’t seem to care. “I thought she was going to eat dinner at home.”

Jonah sighed, “It looks like they’re welcoming a new member to their crowd.”

And rolled her eyes and picked at her pizza.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Jonah asked and Ana quickly nodded as she grabbed her bag and slid out of the booth. She had just placed her hand on the metal railing of the door to push it open when laughter erupted behind her.

“Bye, slut!” she heard a male voice yell out followed by more laughter.

She closed her eyes, swallowed the lump in her throat and turned just in time to see Jonah cross the floor, pull his arm back and punch an unfamiliar guy in the face.

“Alan!” one of Azeala’s friends screamed just as Jonah turned towards Ana.

He was angry.

Before Ana could register what had happened, Jonah lightly pushed her forward and wrapped his fingers around her wrist. He opened to his car for Anastasia before he rounded the car and got behind the wheel. As Jonah turned the key in the ignition Anastasia couldn’t help but look into the pizza parlor.

She noticed Azeala immediately. Amongst the chaos at the booth that surrounded Alan, the boy who Jonah had punched, the blonde sat in the corner of the booth, away from the chaos and continued to sip at her green tea.

Anastasia couldn’t believe her eyes.

Azeala really was Queen of the Bitch Community.