prologue

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Veronica's POV

I stare him down, daring him to disobey me. " I said we need more posters. Did you or did you not hear me say that at the last meeting? "

Roy gulps as he struggles to answer me. " I...I... "

" of course you did but did you listen? "I ask him. Then I cut him off by answering the question myself. " Nooo! You didn't! Why? Cause you think that I am one to be joked with. "

I breathe in deeply as he breaks out in a cold sweat and then give him a Cheshire grin as I ground my teeth. " Now witches will eat your children " I say moving closer to him bit by bit. " but I will make sure you never have them if you don't get me more posters, am I understood? "

The sound of running liquid breaks the heavy silence in the classroom. Everyone looks down at Roy's wet pants but none of them dare to laugh.

" I believe I've gotten the message across. " I say stepping away from him and turning towards my best friend, Lilly Vermont who looks at me like I've gone bat shit crazy.

" what? " I ask her. Then I turn my face to the dumbstruck class. " I'll be collecting the assignment in ten minutes. " with that said they all hurry to finish up the work Mr Haze gave yesterday.

My name is Veronica Saunders, I am not the queen bee nor part of the popular crowd but I am popular, for reasons being that I am smart, class president, every teacher's favourite student, apart from Miss Crawford who hates me, though I can't get why the old hag would rather die than become friends with me. I mean the only encounter we have ever had had been that particular incident last year where I might have called her a few nasty names cause she tried to park her car in a slot for disabled people. I mean come on, being old isn't a disability. Though I honestly think she should be retired by now.  Anywaysis, let's get back to important matters. I ensure that the students of Silver Streak High are always in order, home works submitted on time, juveniles and hooligans reported and awarded punishments - as they duly deserve. All assigned community and social work done, members of committees never lagging behind - like a certain Roy. So all is right in Silver Streak High. That is until him...

I can feel him a mile away, I see him come in through the door, blond locks teasing that sweet face that I want to tease with my kisses, his cute eyes winking at other girls when I want them to wink at only me, light pink lips I imagine are soft, curving into the most delicious smile ever seen.

Kiss me, kiss me now.

And then he stops right in front of me.

" hey Veronica. " Jonas Hendricks says softly staring into my brown shitty eyes with his beautiful sky blue eyes.

Oh! My! God! His voice sounds like honey mixed with sugar. Too sweet.

" Uhm..muh..uhm...hi..hi...hi! " I say ending the embarrassment that are my words with a high squeak, causing my best friend to face palm. But all is well as he widens that sweet smile of his.

Don't drool, oh God. don't...drool.

" I was wondering if I could submit my assignment a little bit later on. Like say lunch period. It's just that I have so much to do and... "

" su...sure " I say cutting him off. " you probably have much work to do already. " I say to him, proud that I was able to string that much words together.

" thanks Roni " he says as he strides away.

I can only smile as I think...

Oh my God, he gave me a nickname, oh my...

Then I face my best friend, who looks at me like I'm an idiot.

She sighs and walks away shaking her head. I hear her mumble something about me being hopeless.

I'm not all that hopeless. One day I and Jonas are going to end up together.

I pout and turn around only to see the devil himself smirking at me, Daniel Collins best friend to Jonas Hendricks and the one idiot guy who refuses to bend to my will. I smile sourly at him and say " five minutes left Danny. "

" bitch! " he says scowling.
" dickhead! " I reply in kind. Then make a baby like face " see now you made me curse " Then I flip my middle finger.

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