Lemme see what I can do... AUTHOR's POV Jaws drop. Pen falls. Paper flutters. All these happened at once. All eyes turned to the door, gaping. "Take a picture!" the first girl said. "It'll last longer!" the second echoed. Both girls laughed and wagged their fingers at each other. "What the fudge." a student said out loud and all eyes moved to her. Her companion stared, "Holy shiz." The first girl just smirked, "Whatcha looking so shocked about, Britt?" The student regained her composition, "Just didn't think you two would even think of showing your face here." The second girl laughed, "Oh really? Are you jealous of us. Oh, I bet you are." Brittany tossed her hair, "Whatever. Everyone can stop staring now. They're just a bunch of wannabes." Slowly, everyone averted their gazes. Even in the midst of the newly best friends, Brittany was still the Queen. And she liked it that way. Not if Natalya and Auvrey had anything todo about it. SHORT! BUT HEY, ITS SOMETHING!
I'm so sorry for not updating. I may have been really concentrated on my new story, Different. Check it out. I would love to update tonight but i have this huge test and i have to study. So i will update tomorrow. Promise.
BRITTANY's POV Make up? Check. Hair? Check. Clothes smooth? Check. I was ready. I strutted over to the boys table, everyone staring. Aaas, usual. I headed over to my target. "Hi Alexander." He glanced up at me, "Uh, heey, Brittany." I sat down beside him, despite the minimal space available. "So, I was wondering.." "Do you wanna go to the dance with me?" I smiled hopefully at him. He opened his mouth to answer, "I-I-" "Ahem." Someone cleared their throat. "Actually. I wanted to ask him the same thing!" a snarling Auvrey Knight said. " I was here first, *****!" I said to her. She rolled her eyes, , "Oh, I don't think he likes backstabbing, lying, pain in the *** girks!" "Well Idon't Think he likes sl*tty, b*tchy wh*re girls!" "You betrayed Natalya!" "You hurt Cassy!"! "You're just using her?" "Like you're not?" We both turned to Xander. "Well?" I asked, "Which one of us. Everyone was staring; including Cassy. Close your mouth, dear; flies might enter. Alexander stammered, "Y-You see girls..." he blushed. "I only like Cassy."