Not So Perfect

Chapter 1

Karrie's

"So, that's how you should put make up in your face. Thanks for watching my vlog guys, and please do subscribe the red button in the upper left corner if you still haven't. Bye-bye."

I said and ended the video. I took another quick glance of myself in my mirror table. I looked... Impeccably beautiful. With a super straight hair just like this long. I slowly touched it and brushed my fingers unto my back.

I let a few strands fell in my forehead, perfectly touching my newly blackened eyebrows. My gaze suddenly drifted into my thick eyelashes that was accentuating my hazel brown eyes.

My cheeks were naturally flush---okay,  I just put some blush on, to make it natural. But still, I am beautiful. I suddenly smirked.

I suddenly stood up and grabbed my bag in the side of the table. I don't put lipstick in my lips because it was already red and I liked it if I leave it that way.

I opened my door and walk directly to the stairs. My short uniform skirt was swaying along as I take my steps closer to the floor.

Though my legs are extremely exposed with this type of clothing, I loved it because I am confident with my body, my uniform perfectly complementing my long and smooth legs.

"Ms. Karrie, the car is ready."

Mang Nicolas told me (Mang is a shorter word for Manong in Filipino, which means Uncle or Brother and mostly often used to show respect to older men.) by the way, he is our family driver. I don't know why we called him as our family driver where in fact, it was just me and my mom who were living in this big mansion.

I just nodded and followed him into our garage. He opened the door and wait for me until I was sitting properly in my seat before he closed back the door.

The drive to my school was not long, it only took us 15 minutes to get there. The car parked exactly in the front of the St. Louis Academy building, Mang Nicolas rushed to my side and open the door for me.

I thanked him first before I walked directly to the 8 step's stair. Before long, I was walking in the hallway inside the Academy. The hallway here is much more different compared to my previous school when I was in the States. If you haven't asked, I spent my grade school up-to grade 9 there in Florida. But something sudden happened and I basically thrown to live here and study.

Back there, we have our own lockers, we put our things like: books, clothes, and stuffs. It was very convenient to all students, we don't need to bring bulky bags nor scarcely hugging our stuffs on our shoulders. And when I moved here in all of a sudden, IT WAS A BIG CHALLENGE.

I was busy on my shoulder bag when someone suddenly patted my back. My eyes drifted to a petite girl on my side, she was smiling in front of me with her red lipstick on.

Her name is Alessandra, she is the cheerleader of our school's cheer leading group, and one of the famous girl in the whole academy, probably second after me.

I lifted my brows and waited for her to spill out some words.

"How's your night with the soccer player from the other school? Was it John? Was he good in bed?"

She asked while we are walking to our building. Actually, our school is big that it has 5 buildings in total. The four buildings is intended for each strand that our school has offered and the last is for the faculty and the stadium.

If she was not looking at me, I would probably rolled my eyes from her question. Oh, by the way, Alessandra is the Gossip Girl in town, she dessiminates informations, good or bad, even if she asked it from you; confirming it if that was true or not, she will still bought it and gave it to all of her followers.

I don't consider her as my best friend nor even just a friend, she was just someone I knew in this stupid school. I showed her my smirk.

"Yes, he is."

That just what she was expecting. And I know what it means, any time soon, I will probably hear my name rolling around in every corner of this campus. Actually, all of the people in the academy thought of me as partygoer, kiss and sex random men from other schools, you know, other bitchy stuffs.

They must have think I'm a "one night stand girl". Honestly, I never had a sex, I may be a bitch but I don't laid or even blow job men. That's gross. But I do kiss. Those men who have tried their best to score with me, are just desperate to think it's pride.

At first, it wasn't nice, but as time goes by, I eventually live with it. I know it's kinda fitted the word *using* but who the fuck I am if I say I am not also using them, in other way around.

The hallway become silent, I roamed my gaze and I was greeted by hundreds of eyes into my direction. People in this Academy, acting exactly the nature of a human being, eavesdropping.

Thankfully, we arrived in our destination right before the bell rang. I was sitting on the center of the classroom. And it's a hierarchy thing her in the school. If you have sculpted you're name in the Academy, you deserve to sit in the center. And if you're a couple, it's natural for the both of you to sit on the back, for safety purposes of course; don't make me details. And those freaks in front are the nerds and losers, lead by no one else, the nerdiest of all Jessa.

My eyes suddenly searched for her chair in the front left corner, sadly she was not there. A smirk quickly plastered on my lips. I converted my gaze to my seatmate alex (Alessandra's shortened name.)

"Have you seen FATTY NERD?"

I innocently asked her. She laughed.

"Oh--No, don't tell me you don't know what happened."

She replied and widened her eyes along with her acting. We suddenly burst into laughters. Even though, I slightly don't like her, we still both have the same interests. And one of those, making Jessa's high school life miserable.

We stopped laughing when our teacher suddenly came in and started his class.

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This Thursday was very exhausting, it was already 5 in the evening and I need to rest, badly. Our PE teacher let us play volleyball in her whole hour, and fuck her, she did not even consider how unsporty my body was. 

I'm very thin and slim, this body is only for my instagram posts. While I was waiting for Mang Kanor, I get my phone from my bag and do some updates about my day in my social media accounts.

There are no people here, and it's perfect, there will be no photo bomber in my pictures. I was finding my angles and started taking photos.

I was about to change spot when suddenly someone draped a hand in my mouth and nose. I urged myself to break the stoic hands snaked around my neck.

I tried to shout but it was futile because my voice was keep on the towel that was covering my mouth. Slowly, I felt my eyes closing.

Oh no! Don't close your eyes bitch or else you'll.........

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