Chapter four

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Enjoy!!

*Lora pov*

As we walk through the halls, everyone stared at us, I mean everyone. I mean they stare at us every time but this is more intense and as always we ignored and went to our first class.

When the teacher started teaching or should I say started blabbering, I zoned out and imagined his head as food. Getting bored of imagining, I looked at vera, who is so concentrated at whatever the man is talking about.

After what seemed like forever, the bell finally rang. I dumped my books in my bags and waited for Vera who is taking her time to organise her books and I couldn't help but say.............

"Nerd!!"

"Being organised doesn't mean I am a nerd." She rolled her eyes.

"If you say so." Not willing to start something to argue about.

"Better, I am done."

"You should have said that before taking ages to 'organise' your books." I emphasised on organise.

"You should have said that before taking ages to 'organise' your books." She mimicked me with a high pitched voice.

"I do not sound like that." I argued

"I do not sound like that." Now with a baby voice.

"Not fair." I stomped my feet on the floor.

"Not fair." Still doing what I did.

Okay, I sounded like a baby but I won't let her win. I wanted to argue but was cut rudely.

"Who are these losers? Are you from the 80's." I looked at the owner of the voice and damn(in a bad way)........

Her blonde hair was packed neatly into a ponytail, her face plastered with makeup making her look like a demon, her skirt was so short giving the boys an easy access to see her butt and don't let me get started on her top, if it is even called a top because it is not covering anything.

"What do you want?" I asked yawning."we don't have time for flies."

Get it, flies because she is unwanted.

"Bitch, watch what you say to me." She pushed me backwards.

"Check yourself in the mirror and ask again who is the bitch here." Vera ordered.

Go girl!!!!

"Clearly, I have class unlike you, who think baggy clothes are trending." She flipped her hair.

"Wow." I clapped "you have class? But thank God, we have dignity unlike someone we know." I said pointing at her.

"What?" She screeched.

"Incase you didn't hear, what she said was that we still have dignity unlike you who have sold your body." Vera explained to her as if she was talking to a 5 years old.

She turned red, but I am not sure if it was because of embarrassment or anger. She wanted to launch herself on us but a hand stopped her.

"Just drop it, Kyle." The owner of the hand ordered.

Ohhh, so the bitch name is Kyle.

"But......they......I....." Kyle shuttered.

"No But's, just stop." The voice ordered again.

I turned to direction of the voice and I saw Steven fucking Payne.

"Fine." She meowed like the cat she is. She turned to leave but not before giving a look that says 'this isn't over' making me roll my eyes.

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