There's Worster Liars, Like 'Pretty Little Liars'

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Chapter 18; There's worster Liars, like 'Pretty Little Liars'

Finally, after this long ass week it's friday.

Yes. John and I are still dating... We talked about it, and yea, I have to avoid Daniel as much as possible. I didn't tell him what Daniel told me about Derek (Daniel's big brother) I mean, I'm nobody to Daniel to be sitting here and telling other's about his Life. Let alone tell the guy Daniel hates.

Speaking about the Devil, yes, I have been avoiding Daniel but it's really ruining my plan!

I have to get Daniel and John in the same room, and flirt with John so Daniel can get jealous.

Well, that's actually very mean. And it will be alot of trouble, but this is what I'm here for. This is why I came back.

To get my revenge.

Holding tighter unto my bag, I continue to walk down the crowded halls. As I walk, my Vans leave little squeaky noices.

I run a hand through my hair, until I bump into someone.

"Woah, Redhead watch where you're going" He comments.

"What if you watch where YOU'RE going?" I spat.

"Okay, damn. Well someones on their days" He smirks.

I roll my eyes and punch his arm. "Shut up"

Chris storms off without saying anything else.

What a jerk! I swear. I hate him and everyone else in this stupid school.

I head off to my locker to leave ally bag and what other stuff there.

I wonder what Daniel thinks about me now... I mean, we haven't talked since that day he told me everything about his brother. I know it's all private and stuff, but I actually want to find out more about him, even if it makes me feel like a dirty liar. There's actually worster liars, like 'Pretty Little Liars'.

Oh my god! I need to stop comparing myself to other people! Well, I'm not actually comparing myself to those other girls but I mean, common!

See. Now I'm going off track...

I place my bag in my locker and take out my books, and a pen.

I close my locker with a slam.

"Hey" Ruth leans over the locker next to mine.

"Hi"

"What are you doing?"

"I dunno. I'm walking to class" My voice is dripping with a sarcastic tone.

"Oh" She raises an eyebrow giving me a cocky smile.

"What?"

"You're going to see Daniel..."

I stop walking, and my throat goes dry.

"And?" I feel my cheeks hot, I try my best to cover my cheeks with my hair, but I terribly failed.

She widens her eyes as she sees the redness on my cheeks.

"Is Miss. Weatherly blushing? Anna Weatherly? Blushing? HA!" She starts to laugh.

I try my best to hide the blush on my cheeks, to stay plain, cocky and boring. How I mostly am.

And YES! I did it! I managed to get my face cold.

"Whatever..." I roll my eyes and start to walk towards class.

Walking into class I greet the teacher, and take a seat in my desk.

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