I walked into the school cafeteria and let me tell you, they have no nice food. None, its all rotten and ew it doesn't even look nice.
The only reason im here is because they sell nice milkshakes here and they have loads of different flavours. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. And I just buy lunch in the mornings on my way to school in either Mc Donalds, Chipotle or Starbucks. I know it gets cold after a few hours but you do what ya gonna do.
"One vanila milkshake, please," I said to the lady sellin the drinks and sandwiches.
"Comin right up," she replied.
After a few minutes I could feel someone tall standing behind me. Please don't let it be him. Please.
"Hey Violet," Jamie said with a small smile on his face.
"What do you want?"
"Oh, just a nice refreshing milkshake," he said as he took my milkshake and walked away.
I just stood there with my mouth open until I snapped back to my senses. He is not getting away with that! Hell no. N to the O.
"Em, excuse me can I have another milkshake? Here's the money," I quickly added.
A few minutes later I was proudly holding my milkshake. Well, sorry milkshake but it turns out I wont be having you today, I thought to myself as I walked over to the table where Jamie and the other guys were sitting.
"Hey boyss," I said with a small smile.
Then I took my milkshake and poured it on top of Jamies head and walked away.I shot one quick glance back and all I could see where shocked expressions and laughter.
I smiled.
I did warn him.
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I walked out of the cafeteria as a girl quickly walked behind me. I stopped, "Em are you okay?" I asked raising my eyebrows. (I never knew how to raise one eyebrow no matter how many times I tried).
"Hey, are you Violet? What you did back there was awesome, haha Jamie deserved it," said the girl that was around my age with straight, dark brown, hair with a smile. An actual smile, not those toothy fake smiles you do for pictures. How come I never seen her before here. She actually seems .. nice.
"Oh, yeah thanks. Who are you?"
"Oh sorry, i'm Chloe. I just moved here from America. What class have you got next?"
Ohh that's why I never seen her here. Since when did so many people move to my school.
"Calculus, unfortunately."
"Omg, what a coincidence, same!! Wanna walk together?"
"Yeah sure," I said smiling.
After all these years in this prison aka school I have never had a nice friend. Haha or even a friend. Of course I spoke to people but they always said something annoying, only wanted to talk about themselves or some bullshit with their fake facial expressions or the latest gossip about who slept with who. Or maybe I'm just being slightly over dramatic, but you get the memo.
Chloe seems laid back and she is very easy to talk to. It looks like I might have made a friend.
God is this a sign from you??
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We walk into the classroom and sit at the back of the room beside eachother. We talked until mr."you know who" walked in with his floppy, wet hair, wearing a football jersey that someone probably lended him. Omygod I think he tried washing his hair in the bathroom. Mwahaha. He actually looks kinda cute like that. He looks at me with a frown while I give him a smile. Sweet Revenge x
Don't you just love it? I know I do.
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Teen Fiction"-never mind what I want!" frustrated he runs his fingers through his messy hair. -"What is it you want Violet?" he hoarsely mutters, stepping towards me, centimetres away from my lips. _______________________________________________________________...