Look What You Made Me Do

Landon Ashford.
Star quarterback.
And keeping up with the stereotype, he's a Grade-A asshole.

Normally, I would have kept my mouth shut. But Hayley just confessed to him that she's really into him and wants to go out on a date with him.

"Helena, you're not adequate enough for me," he mocks. "And you're not even pretty enough to ignore your lack of a personality. So please get it through your head: Dating you is out of the question."

Cue the laughter of his loyal pack of brainless minions. Cue Hayley's tears. And cue me-finally snapping.

I step towards him with slow claps, "Impressive."

He looks at me questioningly so I continue, "When you were a little boy, your parents said they wanted you to be exotic. But the dyslexic you misunderstood. And now you're just toxic."

"Excuse me?" he is annoyed. "Just because I don't want to date your petty friend doesn't mean I'm toxic."

"With all due respect, which is none, this has nothing to do with you rejecting Hayley," I maintain an even sarcasm with my tone, loud enough for half of the cafeteria. "It's about your words. Seven thousand languages in this world and still you chose to speak shit."

"Your friend needs to understand her place, in whatever language she gets," he states.

"Audacity must be on sale this year, right?" I ask everyone around. I could hear a few giggles from some students and my friends.

As our fight continues, I start to realise... I am making an enemy out of Landon Ashford, the golden boy. And Prince Charming sure will be ruthless towards this evil witch trying to dethrone him. It's going to be a trying time for the rest of my days at the university. Which has just started.