Chapter Three: Sweet Revenge.

Sasha 

It's been over a week since my drunk bad girl incident and I wasn't surprised when the videos and pictures that were posted were taken down and deleted from the school’s social media platforms and nobody in school said a word about it all through the rest of the week.

Just in case you're wondering what happened to the stupid scapegoat that called me a fool to my face, well I heard she moved out of town with her parents but before you think it’s my fault, it’s not. She most definitely couldn’t have left town with her parents just because I cut her hair. It turns out her family had financial issues and because they couldn't keep up with the expenses and the fees in Clinton high, they relocated. It’s a pity but I could care less.

 "Sasha, Sasha, I found something and I can bet a million bucks that you’ll love what I have to say." Tamara screams at me excitedly, attracting unnecessary attention from other students in the auditorium but with a glare that screamed ‘Mind your business, I was able to scare away the attention.

 "So, hit me, Tammy, What is it?" I asked feeling a bit excited to know what she has for me.

"Okay so, remember that guy that pushed you at the club? Well since you asked us to investigate him and find out anything and everything possible about him, I’d like to tell you that I have found out a lot about and it’s quite interesting if you ask me." Tamara drawls slowly, trying to wear out my patience.

 "What did you find out? " I asked anxiously, feeling a little too excited.

"Well, it turns out that he has a girlfriend, and you won't believe who she is!!" Tamara says slowly, obviously trying to annoy me and if I wasn't so desperate to get back at that jackass, I would have smacked Tamara and told her to go to hell with her useless info but at this point, I needed to know something about him or else I would go crazy with hate.

  "Spit it out bitch! I don't have all day." I snap harshly, immediately regretting it but was relieved when Tamara didn't react to my rude outburst.

"Okay, so his girlfriend is none other than the dumbest bitch in the world, Alyson fucking Grande, our number one enemy." Tamara finally spits it out with a wild grin plastered on her face.

 "Alyson Grande? That stupid ass bitch with the bunny teeth?" I ask again to confirm.

"Yes, darling, the one and only Alyson but you know the one thing that caught me off? I started to wonder what exactly attracted him to her. I mean what the hell could he have seen in that stupid dwarfed bitch?" Tamara replied, voicing out my thoughts exactly.

 "Believe me, I don't care about that. They are both useless anyways. Let's just go to the cafeteria, I'm sure Am and Val are there waiting for us." And with that, I stood up from where I was sitting and hurriedly left the auditorium with Tamara following closely behind me.

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  We arrive at the cafeteria and I spot both Amber and Valarie almost immediately as I walk in. They both seemed lost in their conversation and didn’t notice our presence till Tamara rudely hit the table behind them to get their attention.

  “What the fuck are you two talking about that’s so important? You didn’t even see us walk in.” Tamara complains and I roll my eyes.

“Ignore her guys, we don’t need to know. We have a much more important issue to talk about.” I quickly chime in to avoid unwanted explanations.

  “If that issue has anything to do with the douchebag that pushed you, then I’m all ears cause that’s exactly what we’ve been talking about before you two got here,” Amber replies and immediately starts to tell her what Tamara had told me earlier.

"Wow, well done Tamara. This has to be the first time you'd get useful information." Amber says to tease Tamara, who simply ignores her comment.

 "So as for you Amber, what did find out about his medical status? Any allergies, phobia, anything we could use to get to him? I asked, sounding a bit more desperate than I wanted to.

 "Well, it turns out that he is strangely afraid of butterflies and also super allergic to cat fur, at least that’s according to the report I stole from nurse lily. According to what I read, they were this one time someone brought their pet cat to school and then Dean mistakenly touches it and from what I read, he itches all over and the itch lasted for about two weeks." Amber reports and her version sounded more appealing to me but then I still had to hear out Valarie’s report, so I turn to her.

"So what did you find out about his place? Where does he stay?" I asked, this time not sounding too desperate.

"Well, I paid a dumbo in class eight to follow him and believe me when I say he's closer to you than you think.” She says and I’m confused.

 “Do you remember that house that’s about four blocks away from your place? I’m talking about the one you liked so much because it had a very beautiful garden. Well, shocker alert, that's his place." Valarie said and I'd be lying right now if I said I wasn't surprised to hear that.

I indeed admired the house a lot but I had no idea Dean McCain lived there and I can't believe we’ve never crossed paths.

 "Okay girls here's the plan, Val I need you to call our pet guy to lend us a cat or better still adopt one since you love animals and you Tammy your job is to get a jar of butterflies and I trust you know how right?" I ask.

 "Yes of course I do, it's nothing too difficult for me," Tamara assures, obviously smiling at how easy her part is.

 "And Amber, your job is to spy on Alyson and Dean. I want to know more about them and if I’m lucky, I could kill two birds with one stone. We aim to ruin their respective social lives and as for Dean, I want him to beg me for forgiveness and regret ever messing with me. Do you all understand? We can’t afford to fail at this, Capiche?" I explained quickly, hoping they all understood my plan.

  "We got it, boss!" They all chorused jokingly before we all got up to quickly leave the cafeteria but not before we get ourselves snacks to eat along the way.

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