The Queen Bee

2. Seb

The moment I saw the midnight blue Mercedez-Benz GLS, my pulse get quicken automatically for the reason that I won't entertain. Yet. Lola Andrews.

I'm staring at her without knowing that my lips turn up, maybe having a mind of its own.  Samara waved at them awkwardly. Or say she waved at Lola but Lola being Lola just pretend she never exist. I heard from Samara that they were friends at school but it doesn't look like it from the way they all ignored her aside from the short one who waved back boredly. I snorted. As if I care.

"Wow, nice seeing the princess mingling with the commoners." I said directly to her, trying to see any reaction. Please snap. Please snap. But she just ignored me. And I won't easily give up. I just wanna see her all red and for the love of God, she's so hot when she's mad.

"Whoah, and the princess can't herself communicate with a commoner, I see. Shaaaaaame. Oh, she still got her three maids with her."I continued and I almost celebrate when I saw her take a deep breath while continue walking to the opposite side of our table.

"You looked pretty on white, by the way." I almost shouted while eyeing her white crop top and white skirt up and down. Or should I say, checking her out. She's sooooo fine, aside from the fact that she could also be a real bitch just like now, ignoring me completely but I pretended it didn't affect me. Well, I want to believe it didn't affect me at all but who am I kidding?

"But I'm much prettier." I continued and try to snickered at my own joke. Pathetic, I know.

"Maybe she's not in the mood." I heard Samantha from my side but I ignored her. She still defended Lola even though she did ignore her completely awhile ago. Totally idolizing the girl, I see. Who is not anyway?

Though Samantha can be clueless at times, I can't deny that she was a good lay. She's 6 out of 10 and on my record, that's pretty damn high. So I thought she deserved to be taken to have some coffee before screwing her. Again. I'm a bit gentleman, you know. And this will be our third or maybe fourth time getting it on. And I'm bored.

"Hey, are you done? Let's get you home." I said to her. It's 8 in the evening and according to her text an hour ago, there's no one at her house tonight and we could have it all ourselves.

"Sure." She chirped excitedly that made me rolled my eyes. Can she be more obvious?

I glanced at Lola before leaving and I almost regret it. With her eyes focus on me,  the idea of being alone with Samara wasn't appealing anymore. I'm instantly not in the mood which is crazy. How can someone as cold as Lola could hold such power over me, I wonder.

I felt the cold hands of Samara grabing my hands but I refuse to walk side by side with her so I just ignore her and get myself out of the cafe, with her following me.