In every stupid and cliché teen fiction story, there's always the blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm that blonde cheerleader that people think is a complete bitch and acts as the sinister antagonist of the story. Is it my fault that I was born with this hair color or with the blue eyes? Is it my fault that I worked hard to be the leader of the cheer team? And how come there's always this goody-two-shoes who comes in and rains on my parade? Let's list off the criteria: Blonde? Obviously. Blue eyes? Like, as you say, "a reflection of the ocean" Cheerleader? Complete with the uniform. Bimbo? My grades beg to differ. A bitch? I'm not even going to deny it. Antagonist? Well, I'll let you be the judge of that.

❝𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐡𝐲𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞❞ - 𝘬. 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦 𝘫𝘳. in which felicity rivera-wilson is forced to go on a school field trip that she has no interest in going, and it changes her life for the worst. ❝Sometimes I wish I had never met you, because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there❞ - 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥; 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 © ashley, 2019. started, july 6, 2019. ended, august 23, 2020. oc x multi pairings.