~Completed~
'I'm bold.'
'I'm ever confident.'
'I don't give a fuck about what anyone thinks and have to say about me.'
'I'm who I am.'
'I'm Stella Downer.'
That's how it has always been, but what happens when things don't go exactly the way she plan...
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Character;
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Cheryl.
* My face was flushed of all colors.
The smirk on her face...
The boldness in her voice...
She obviously knew something she wasn't meant to.
My heart was racing...
"W..Wh...What...a...are...y...y..you...talking..a...about?" I stammered.
"Please hold yourself together...I hate stammerers, they irritate me," she spat, looking at her nails.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? How dare you talk to me anyhow you feel like?" I retorted, trying to keep myself together and stay firm.
"Calm down...I'm not here to cause trouble, I was just wondering...Were Veronica and you not friends?" Her voice sounded as sweet and innocent as it could ever be but I knew something else was behind it.
She was definitely here to cause trouble...
A big one at that.
And she must've already known what transpired between Veronica and I.
She must have been the one that...
"Yeah...I'm the one that sent the video, if that's what you're racking your little brain about...and besides, it's still all intact," she said with a wide grin on her face.
I couldn't say anything...'cus I was totally short of words.
The bell rang...
"Oops...seems like I'll take my leave now, try not to miss me too much," she said swirling on her heels and swaying her hips, walking away from a dazzled me.
