Retribution

chapter two

CHLOES POV

* half an hour ago *

Dressed in a skin tight black dress that had the midriff cut out was Amber Henrey. You would have to be blind to say she wasn't beautiful. Across from her sat the one and only Harry Styles, football captain and the school's "hottest guy". 

" Hey Chlo can you please take table 7's order, my days been worse enough." The all too familar voice of my bestfriend broke me from my daydream.

" Oh c'mon Samara! Fine, it's not like they even know who i am."

Grabbing by pen and pad i dawdled my way over to table 7 wantng to avoid the two poeple poeple like me feared most for as long as i can.

"Hi can i take your order?" putting on the fakest smile i could muster up. It was at that moment i realised i had made a mistake i had interupted the whole conversation they were having.

"Excuse me but you not see we were in the middle of something, or is it a habit of yours to interupt?" Amber's voice spat coldly. 

Over the years i found that the only way to remain in the anonymus cloud is to agree and run.

"Sorry." spinning around and walking back into the kitchens. This was me, this was what i always did. Never standing up for myself was the most useless habit to have and it was time to end it. Samara nearly crashed into as i span on my heel ready to give Amber a piece of my mind when i thought of a better idea. "Sam, give me that milkshake!" it was only moments later i made the worst decision of my society life.

I poured the chocolate milkshake over one of the most popular girls in school.