Famous (Lisa/You/Lauren Cimorelli)

Chapter 3 - "Nice to meet you, Lauren"

Narrator's POV

"Lauren Cimorelli!" an unfamiliar voice called out.

The said girl turned around to the source of the sound and saw a couple of the cheerleaders stalking towards her.

These girls had been on her tail the whole morning already and they're still not tired of it yet.

Unlike her sisters, she really doesn't know how to handle these people. So instead, she just kinda runs away from them. Just like she's doing right now.

The footsteps from behind her grew louder too and then suddenly an arm was swung around her shoulder, pulling their chase to a stop. Soon, she was trapped between two unknown girls with the rest of the squad walking next to them, completely blocking over the entire width of the hallway.

"Didn't you hear us calling your name?" the one walking directly next to her asked in a very passive-aggressive tone.

Lauren gulped a little at her unease. "I-uh... i didn't hear it, no," she lied weakly.

The people to her left suddenly let go of her and subsided and before she knew it, she got shoved into the lockers.

She grabbed onto her elbow in pain. It collided pretty hard against the mental lockers in that sudden impact.

The cheerleader that shoved her walked up to her again and dangerously hovered over her. The other minions quickly followed suit and surrounded her too.

"Do you really think you're the shit now just because you posted that little cover on Youtube?" the girl spat out as others laughed at that. "You're just the same fucking loser as you were last month. Only different thing is that you got a lot of people wanting to kiss your ass now."

"No, wait. People care about her sisters, not her, remember? She's just still this nobody in the background," another chipped in, earning another round of laughter.

Lauren tried to blink back to tears as she frantically looked around, seeing if someone is nearby for her rescue.

There was no one else here except for them.

Of course.

Well, it was kinda expectable because classes were over already. The raven-haired girl only stayed at school because she had to tutor some classmate, but that girl practically ran out of there once the session was over. And the cheerleaders... practice just ended for them, and they were given the order to taunt the Cimorelli girls, so this was just the perfect timing.

Seeing that the raven-haired girl was desperately trying to look for help and not paying them any attention, one of the cheerleaders slammed a hand against the lockers, scaring the shit out of her.

"No one's here to help you, loser," she spat out.

Out of instinct by the sudden noise next to her head, Lauren held her hands over her face to sorta protect herself.

And that was when the cheerleaders noticed something. One of the girls yanked Lauren's hand away from her face and examined it. "What the fuck is wrong with your fingers?"

The raven-haired girl tried to get out of the cheerleader's grip to hide away her hands but she was stronger than her.

The cheerleader smirked at her struggle and pulled Lauren's hand forward to show the other. "Girls, look at these," she barked out a laugh.

"Eww, disgusting."

"They look so ugly. No wonder why you're always hiding them."

"What a freak."