"Hey..."
Someone's voice cut through the peaceful quiet air. Like the sound itself morphed into this sharp-like shape and managed to rip through me.
Fuck... It's Bea.
Out of everyone who could potentially saw "me" a.k.a (the new captain of the cheerleader of Dorale) dang it. Yeah, she saw me red eyes, holding you know you know, looked pale as fuck, and probably stupid. And god I'm still daze.
Though I'm glad it's her. Bea isn't that type of person to have something against me to spread shit about how the school Queen Bee is actually high, not when I'm being thrown to the air, but high in sniffing some shit.
This girl wouldn't do it. She probably know she wouldn't gain anything about it. Plus, she's a loner anyway. A hot one, the kind of person that people secretly have a crush on, and probably thinks of it as if it's a guilty pleasure. I'm one of them, haha.
But dating her? Hard pass.
I clicked my tongue out of frustration, I stood up. Right now... I'm nowhere near to what I always present myself. Perfectly wavy golden hair, just right amount of makeup that covers my eye bugs, cropt top and skirt. Right now... I look like a homeless, wait—maybe I could say that I'm a twin.
As if.
"Hey, transfer... Bea right?" I tried to act casual about it, but I'm fucking struggling.
"Sorry to bother you but... I'm actually looking for some place to stay... Just a week." She said her eyes looking directly at me, I stared at her, is she for real? She thinks I might let her?
I blinked. "Uh... Goodluck?" I replied, her face dropped.
"I wasn't asking."
"What?"
In the end. I did ended up letting her. Didn't know she had it in her, you have no idea how badly I want to rip that grin of her right now.
Fuck, I should've known... Of course she'd use what she saw against me. She even had a photo... Yes she fucking showed the photo in front of my face.
(To be continued 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻)
