THE BITCH STORY

BITCH' Six

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Prim's Point of View

First day on a NEW School.

Yeah, you read it right. New school. I can't elaborate on that without giving away the most exciting plots of this story, so I will leave that as is.

Anyways. . .

Pagkapark ko pa lang ng sasakyan, i already attracted a lot of ADMIRERS and a hell lot of HATERS too. Bitches noted.

Sino ba naman kasi ang di mapapatingin? My 2.250 million dollars worth Bugatti Veyron is more than enough to make those guys drool and to those gals freak out with envy.

And when I went out of that freakin' BORING car. . .

Mas lalo pang naglaway ang lahat.

I know. I know.

Who will ignore a MODERN DAY GODDESS clad in a shoulder baring white midriff (pansin nyo, mahilig ako sa white and midriff? hahaha) paired with black skater's skirt with matching flaming red Louboutin pumps?

Nganga na lang silang lahat.

I removed my oakley shades and stared straight ahead.

'BITCH Spotted.'

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'OhemGEEEE! Is that Louboutin's latest design? OhMyGOOOD! You should come with us. I'm Claire Moran, the University's cutest, ptrettiest, hottiest and richest student ever! And these are mah girls, Coline, Yvonne and Monique. I will be so glad to hjave you in my group!!!'

Shit this bitch. Can I kill her now?

'Did I also mentioned that I'm the one and only diwata here? I'm rich. I'm famous. you should go with me. you know, para naman maging sikat ka here in the university. It will do your name good if it will be attached with-----'

'Excuse me?'

I looked at her up and down.

'Did you just regarded yourself as fairy?'

'What's with the tingin? And no, I am the DIWATA, not tha FAIRY.'

I smirked.

'Diwata. Fairy. In-english ko lang di mo na naitindihan? And oops, is that a Gucci?' sasagot sana sya kaya lang nagsalita uli ako. 'I think I saw that in the a shop that sells low class immitation. Coincidence, it looks the same as the one in there that says Gucci. Oh, so sad. you should go shop at Divi, mas nakamura ka sana at di pa nahalatang peke ang bag mo.'

Nalukot ang mukha ni Claire. She tried to look unaffected tsaka hinarap ako.

'What are you saying? That I'm poor enough para pagtyagaan ang pipitsuging bag na kagaya ng sayo?!'

I smiled sarcastically.

'Pipitsugin? Ito?' I waived my favorite Prada bag in her faced. 'I was wrong then. Mas mukha ka palang basura kesa sa sosyalerang pinapakita mo sa kanila.'

I looked at her alipores then raised a brow.

'Yung leader nyo kuno na hindi alam ang pinagkaiba ng lokal sa genuine na branded? Seriously, di ko alam na ganyan pala siya ka cheap.'

I looked at Claire sympathetically and tapped her shoulders. Tinampal niya ang kamay ko but not before i removed it from her shoulder. Baka kung ano pang baceria ang makuha ko sakanya.

'YOU. . . Y-YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING LOW LIFE!'

'Oh, Claire, dearest. Are yopu referring to yourself and the rest of your group?'

I fained a look of innocence and gave her my most angelic, FAKE, smile.

'HELLO EVERYONE. I'M PRIM VALDEZ.' I looked down at her. 'The girl who will make your life complete hell.'

I kissed her cheek, smiled devilishly and walked away.

'Better prepare for the more blows, darlin', kung natamaan ka ngayon, pano pa ang mga susunod? Masakit na ba? I haven't even started yet.'

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Claire's Point of View

'Claire, di mo pala alam ang English ng Diwata?'

'Sa mumurahing boutique ka lang pala namimili?'

'My God, nakakahiya. Simpleng Gucci na lang, peke pa?'

'Can't she tell the difference between fake and original?'

'Mas maganda naman sa kanya yung si Prim---'

'WOULD YOU CLOSE YOUR EFFIN BUNGANGAs?!?!!!!!'

I glared at everyone na bubulong-bulong like bees na walang magawa sa mga walang kwenta na lives nila. Like. . . like. . .

'GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! AAAAAAAAAAAH! I'M GONNA KILL THAT LOWLIFE!'

'Relax, Princess Claire. wag mo i-stress-in ang beauty mo sa walang kwentang low life na Prim na yun. okey?' Yvonne said.

'At ano naman kung fake ang Gucci-----'

'HINDI FAKE ANG GUCCI KO!!!!!!!!!!!! Damn suitor! Monique, call Leo, sabihin mo binabasted ko na sya. At isaksak mo sa bunganga niya ang bag na to!' 

I threw thapahamak na bag kay Monique.

'Coline, call your stupid gangster of a boyfriend. Sila ang bahalang magturo ng lesson sa braindead na kumakalaban sakin.'

Humanda ka, Valdez. Gagawain kong mas impyerno ang buhay mo.