§ Jezebel's POV §
"Desdemona! I'm going to kill you!" I scream as I race down the hall, shouldering past many students that stop to give me dirty looks.
Desdemona Hilley, my crazy best friend runs away from me, screaming and laughing down the hall. "I didn't do anything! You're insane!"
I give a playful growl and continue my chase, shoving a few people out of my way. "You stole my phone, you psycho! Give it back before you do something you'll regret!"
I see Des turn sharply to the left and I immediately recognize where she is headed. See, we go to a prestigious private school where the only people who get in are either rich or their names carry significant weight to them. My grandfather on my mom's side left my mother a lot of money apparently so we use part of that fund for my schooling. The only good thing that comes out of being in this stuck up school is that I met my best friends here. Anyways, with this being a rich kid school, there's a pool amongst other things that aren't in usual public schools. That pool is exactly where Desdemona is headed.
I skid around the corner to see the door to the pool being slammed shut. I give a scream of frustration and burst into the pool. Desdemona is standing there with a hand on her hip, dangling my phone over the pool. Giving her the best glare I can muster, I hold my hand out. She clicks her tongue and shakes her head mockingly. "You know what you have to do."
I burst out laughing. "You're joking. There's no way I'm doing that!" The people who were swimming around in the pool and people lounging about had taken clear interest in our altercation as they had grown silent.
Des nods her head, laughing. "Ohh yeah. If you want to save your precious phone, you gotta do it." She begins laughing even harder, tears forming in her eyes. Taking advantage of her temporary distraction, I walk closer to her. Des takes a step back, still laughing, but shaking her head. I laugh and run towards her, almost grabbing the phone but she quickly turns to run. Instead of her running away though, my best friend falls right into the pool and grabbing my arm and taking me with her along the way.
We plunge into the pool and I quickly start kicking my feet to bring me to the surface. I breathe in deeply once I hit the surface and wipe my hair out of my face. Des does the same. Her cheeks get red once she notices me glaring at her and she begins to laugh again. "I'm going to kill you!" I reach for her but she ducks under the water and pushes my stomach away with her feet. I quickly dive under again and swim quickly towards her, yanking her foot to bring her back under the water. Air bubbles fly out of her mouth as she laughs underwater causing me to do the same. We both come back to the surface but I grab her shoulders and push her back under, releasing her as soon as she's about a foot underwater. She quickly swims back to the top and splashes my face.
"You could have killed me you know!" Desdemona laughs as we both swim to the edge of the pool to get out. I pull myself out of the pool, noticing Desdemona doing the same.
I laugh and shrug. "But I didn't, did I?"
Rolling her eyes, she shakes her head. "You're a bitch." She looks around before a look of satisfaction crosses her face as she finds what she was looking for. She walks over to a little closet thats between the entrances to the two separate locker rooms and opens the door to reveal towels. Des grabs four of them and passes me two.
We enter the locker room for girls and go to our lockers, entering our combinations to our respective lockers. Des and I always keep extra clothes in our lockers so we grab them and go and get changed. After changing, I stand in front of the mirror and look at my reflection. My hair is wet and stringy and my mascara is smudged under my eyes. I grab my towel again and wipe my eyes and reapply a little mascara. Desdemona walks out from her changing room and does the same as me, both of us scrubbing our hair with our towels until they're just damp. The bell goes off, letting us know it's time for class change.
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