"Have you seen.."
"Yeah and I'm super mad," I said through gritted teeth as I dropped my bag on the seat before staring at Alice and Adelaide who looked equally mad as they sat down.
It was true I was particularly mad and it took everything in me not to blow up. They could mess with me in school. They could make fun of me, they could insult me but they certainly could not mess with my studies or my chances of being in school, I thought pacing near the table ignoring the stares and murmurs around me in the cafeteria. Probably gossiping about the new rumor going on around school. Diana Peters cheated her way into the school. That is entirely false. I've never even been to school before three weeks ago and now I cheated my way in, I thought my eyes blazing before I turned to the cheerleaders table. She wasn't here and neither were her right hand cronies. And all I could ask was did she really hate me that much? Just because Ryder and I were acquainted.
"Heather is mean? But to stoop this low is just wrong," Alice said and I nodded just as someone through the doors and I turned to them to see Ryder matching up towards me.
"Hey I just saw. What is going on?"
"Not sure what's going on? But my best bet is your girlfriend," I said and he looked a little lost.
"Heather?"
"I can handle anything she tries to throw my way but I swear if she had anything to do with this, I will rip those fake eyelashes out one by one," I said and for a moment he smiled amused. "It's not funny. That would just be the beginning before I torture that brainless Barbie doll, and that's even an insult to Barbie."
I said making him laugh as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders and I tensed, wondering when exactly we became this touchy, in school that is, and yet I didn't make effort to push him off.
"Calm down princess. We need to do damage control before this ruins your chances at a good university," he said pinching my nose and I glared at him. "Cheer up princess I'm at your service. If she really did this, we will get back at her."
"Oh goodie sounds like fun," Alice said jumping up excited and I looked at them both confused.
"Are you two high on something?"
"On revenge, baby," Alice said and they gave each other high-fives and I wasn't the only one looking at them confused.
"Why must you always think it's her?" A new voice interrupted sounding angry and we turned to her. Henley.
"Why wouldn't we?"
"What do you think? Heather isn't even smart enough to think of something like that else she would have done it," she said gloatingly and we all shared a look.
"Did you send that text blast?" I asked and she narrowed her eyes at me.
"We both know you don't deserve to be here. I mean look at you. Heather couldn't even come up with this."
"Not cool, Henley," a guy by the name Jared said and I silently thanked him.
Believe it or not, I seemed to have received more than enough respect from some of the boys from the last encounter with Heather in this same cafeteria, not forgetting that I was actually the only girl trying out for the wrestling team. It's a long story, yet I was really hopeful.
"Yeah, you don't mess with someone's life like that."
"Let alone mess with scholarship," Alice said and for a moment I figured I'd already forgotten about that white lie. Of course it wasn't a scholarship but it was the only way I could come here.
"Are all of you kidding me? How can all of you be on her side?"
"Maybe because you crossed boundaries you shouldn't have? We never got a good first impression of each other I understand that much but trying to sabotage my education.."
"Do you think I'd have gotten this far by being goody goody? This is high school for heaven's sake."
"I'll tell you one thing. I don't hit girls because that's how I was raised. But dare spout anymore nonsense and take the post down and admit your folly or else you're going to regret ever laying your eyes on her. Walk away," Ryder who had been quiet all this time declared quietly for and only for our ears and I looked at him shocked, but then again so did the two girls beside me who heard and I could see fear in her eyes for a moment before she left.
I was both glad and mad. Glad because a second longer and I would have rid the world off a wannabe Barbie which is such a shame, sorry not sorry, and mad because I had the feeling that he thought he could just waltz in here act like prince charming or knight in shining armor and I would be fine with it. Bet he's glad his dear girlfriend is not in trouble and it made me even more agitated.
"Good riddance," he muttered under his breath before turning to me his arm still around my shoulder and he smiled at me. "Princess, let's go. We still need to make sure that nasty rumor didn't tarnish your papers and reputation with the Dean."
He said picking up my bag for me and I gritted my teeth in annoyance. Maybe I liked that for once I had somebody who wanted to have my back from time to time. But when they are partially the cause of your problems and giving out mixed feelings as many times as my mother charges a credit card at a clothes' store, is way more than a girl can handle.
"No. I'll do damage control and you will go back to whatever other things you do whenever you're not driving me insane. Maybe stick to it this time," I said snarkily and he looked taken aback as I snatched my bag from his hands.
"What!?" He asked looking adorably confused and I tried to shake my head to push away the contradicting thoughts away.
I was mad at him. I think I wanted to be mad at him? Diana!? Focus, I scolded myself as my gaze hardened as I looked at him.
"What did I do now?" He asked and I gave him a pointed look before rolling my eyes at him.
At some point, I don't think he realizes how much people fuss over him which has gotten me into trouble with people I barely care about. Give it a few days, I'll be school's public enemy no.1 at least to the female population involved, I thought grimacing at the thought.
"Just leave me alone," I said walking off ignoring the stares that were probably waiting for a huge spectacle to happen.
Sometimes I think this had to be the laziest, ironically prestigious, school given how much time these people waste to get a first hand peek at all the drama in this school. It's giving me a headache. But enough of that, Ryder was surprisingly right. Of course I knew I wouldn't lose the 'scholarship' but it didn't mean I couldn't lose the trust of the school dean. He had been very impressed with my papers which means, I have to pull the big guns. Trust me, it wasn't as cool as it sounded, I thought with a grimace finding my phone and I texted Eve to call me just before I entered the office and my phone clattered at my feet. Oh crud, there goes my new phone. In other news, I was feeling extremely murderous.