Book 1 || Ash Rockwell Series
'Do you think they would ever like you? In your dreams. You're way out of their league.'
'Don't trust these people. They're just faking their kindness. Soon enough, they will betray your trust.'
'Why would you perform o...
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I stopped myself from slapping a hand on my forehead, mentally cursing to myself about the incredulous doltish behavior of the students in this oh-so-prestigious school. Strangely enough, Rosewood High is filled with a bunch of weirdos from left and right. As my first impression, everyone was just outright nerds and plain, boring geeks. But I guess this school is more normal than I thought, which vexed me up.
And people say that Rosewood is ranked first in the top private schools of Spokane.
What a huge load of crap.
People wouldn't lie about the ranking if Rosewood was just like any other ordinary public school in America.
Oh, right. Now why was I whining a bunch of nonsense complaints for no reason?
Well you see, it started out like this.
Meredith was scolding me about my bad habit of being a heavy sleeper as we were on our way to English class. As much as I hate to admit it, I felt bad for my roommate for being such a burden to her. It almost seemed like she was my babysitter with the way she immediately chides my vacuousness and imprudent attitude.
As I was in a state of denial by sputtering unreasonable excuses (with Meredith giving me an unimpressed look), the scenery at the locker area made our conversation cut short. It was as if the main cast of Mean Girls were conducting a shoot as they sauntered along the hallway like a boss. The girl in the middle probably rehearsed her walk for countless times as she sauntered in a catwalk style, her black high heels creating a clink-clunk sound. I had to look away from their ridiculously bright pinkish outfits.
Well if isn't Regina George.
Everyone halted their ministrations at their lockers to gawk at the diva trio, except that guys seemed to react more strongly at their appearance as they regarded the triad with a lecherous look. I scoffed at their open lasciviousness.
Perverts.
Levi's crazy fan club already proved to be a huge nuisance and yet another inconvenience has come, probably because fate wants to mess up my life even more than the way it has been.
Upon realizing that the wannabe Mean Girls were walking closer to my spot, I minded my own business, pretending to fix my things in the locker. But just like that, luck seemed to be not on my side today as I heard a locker beside me opening. I tried not to choke on my saliva as I witnessed the leader of the diva girls rummaged through her locker casually, occasionally greeting a passerby with a high-pitched girly tone of "Hey girl!" or "Oh, isn't that Forever 21's newest outfit? It suits you!"
