Dripped In Jealousy

She Found Out

It's Monday, and Livie and I were at my locker. Today we wanted to wear black and white, so we pair black and white converse with a black tank top and white jeans, finished with a high pony tail.

I made sure to fill in Livie on recent events, and she supported me all the way. But when I told her about Alice and our fight, she wouldn't have it...

In other words, she was gonna give Alice a good cussing. I tried to hold her off, but she was seriously being stubborn.

"Come on, Livie. You might make things worse than it already is!" I pressed.

"She got lucky the first time. The only reason I didn't do it was because she looked really fucked up. But now, there's no way I'm gonna let her slide. Someone has to put her in her place, and if you won't do it, I will. Besides, I have my own steam to let off on her," Livie growled, her glare locked on the entrance of the school, just waiting for Alice to come though it. Like a hunter after prey.

"It's not going to do anything but make her despise us. I know you're only tryna stand up for me, but...isn't there another way you could do that?"

"Perhaps I could embarrass her on Instagram. Poison her food. Throw her off a helicopter. Maybe pull a few pranks on her..." she said with a smug look, counting off her suggestions on her fingers.

"Umm...no," I said bluntly.

"Very well then, I will stick to my first plan: cussing," she said, turning away from me.

I sighed in defeat, just I heard someone behind me. I turned around to face Lila Stewart, the cheerleading captain.

The thing that stood out most about her was her long, wavy, blood red hair. People always wondered if she dyed it that way or if she was actually born with it. She had green eyes that seemed like crystals, and she had the body of a model.

She stood before us wearing her red cheerleading outfit, that was so short she didn't have to bend over much for anyone to see her fat ass.

"Hello ladies," she said seductively, giving Livie and I once overs. "Livie, you said you wanted to join the squad. You'd have to come sign up for try outs right now...if your still in," Lila smirked.

"Ahh shit," Livie mumbled. "So much for catching Alice... I'll get her later," she glanced at the entrance once more.

"Guess I'll see you around," Livie said, facing me.

"Of course," I smiled, and I watched as Lila and Livie walked down the hall.

I decided to take out my French book out of my locker, and just as I closed the locker door, Alice appeared out of nowhere. I shrieked and jump a meter away from her, trying to comprehend where the fuck she could've come from so fast.

My fright quickly changed to pure anger and pain as memories from yesterday flood my brain. I spun on my heals and speedily walked away from her, and just a few seconds after, I heard her footsteps behind me, trying to catch up. I kept my pace, storming to my next class. I certainly wasn't up for another fucked up conversation with that piece of shit. The nerve she has to face me.

"Wait!" she rushed to stand in front of me, holding onto my shoulders. But I flung her off, not wanting any contact with this bitch.

Hurt spread across her features at my gesture, but then she spoke, "Celine, I want to talk to you-"

"Well I don't want to talk to you," I spat, walking around her. She ran right back in front of me.

This girl is really wasting my time.

"Please, I just want to apologize for my outburst yesterday. I know you were only trying to help me, and all I did was act like a complete bitch in return. It was wrong of me to say such things to you, but I was honestly a bit grumpy and miserable when you saw me, so...I'm sorry," she finished.