Sasha
"Wait, I did what?" I ask again, looking up at Amber with complete shock and confusion plastered all over my face.
"Well you got drunk and passed out in the parking lot on the floor and we had to carry you home, but believe me that is not the worst part of all this," Amber replies, looking around as if waiting for someone to rescue her from having to reply to me with the complete answers that I desperately needed.
"Stop with the stupid suspense bitch and tell me what the hell happened! What the fuck did I do?" I yell angrily, sounding way harsher than I intended to but honestly, at this point, I could care less if my tone hurt her feelings.
"There’s no need to raise your voice at me sweetheart. This is what happened, you passed out shamelessly on the floor and everyone at the party took a lot of pictures and now you're trending number one on our school’s social media pages as the drunk bad girl. ‘Panthers tough bitch drunk as fuck’ and many more headlines that are much more embarrassing." Amber blurted out as if expecting a lashing but I was too wrapped up in my angry state when I remembered who pushed me and got me to trend negatively.
I might not know his name but I never forget his face and I recall he was the same guy that beat me in the drinking contest. Sighing I look up at Amber for a while feeling a little bit sorry for her since I practically ruined her birthday by embarrassing myself which equals an embarrassment for the whole group.
"I'm sorry Amber," I say to Amber, trying to force a smile but it was too hard for me right now but I managed to give a half-hearted laugh when my best friend hugs me a bit too tight as a sign of accepting my apology and after an awkward thirty seconds silence, I decide to break the awkwardness by saying something.
"Amber, do you know the name of the dude I drank with?" I ask through gritted teeth, not even trying to hide my anger. I expected Amber to complain and ask me to forget it for now and move on but instead, she replies almost immediately.
"Dean McCain, and don't worry we know he pushed you. We heard from some girls who witnessed it." Amber adds sounding even angrier than I did.
"How did you know about what happened? From what I remember, you were with Kayden when Val and Tamara were helping me out." I ask Amber but she doesn't get the chance to reply before we're both interrupted by Tamara's usual bubbly spirit and behind her is Valarie looking like an insane cat from hell.
"How are you feeling now drunkie? Feeling better?" Tamara asks, sounding more sarcastic and less concerned.
“ Yes, I’m feeling better but it’s not thanks to you buttercup. I’m just happy it’s Saturday cause I can't imagine going to school with this kind of headache and Valarie going with that horrifying face.” I reply tiredly with a loud yawn.
"Speaking of your face, What happened Valarie? What's up with you?" I ask worriedly, staring back at her and waiting for a reply but instead miss buttercup chimes in on her behalf.
"Don’t stress yourself, Sasha, it’s nothing too serious. She fought with her mom so she's just mad at her mom for scolding her and that’s why she’s looking so gloomy and crazy." Tamara says and rolls her eyes when Valarie glares at her angrily.
“Oh, then I guess it’s none of our business. You’ll be fine Valarie. Just ignore her and wipe that ugly frown from your face.” I advise and she simply nods before walking toward my mirror to fix her messy hair.
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It's unfortunately Monday morning and I'm not surprised when everyone in the hallway starts to stare at me immediately as I walk in by myself. They were all gossiping about my embarrassing drunk dilemma on Friday. Yesterday when I finally had the chance to check my Twitter updates after hours of sleeping like a baby, I was beyond surprised to see so many hate comments. I even started to believe I was some type of mini-celebrity cause those comments were way too hateful to be directed at just a regular person.
To be very honest, I had no idea I had so many haters. Yes, I knew a lot of people in this school didn't like me very much but the hate comments just proved to me that I was most probably the most hated person in Clinton high. I saw so many comments, with a lot of girls calling me a bitch, loser, whore and so on. Some even had the guts to compare me to Alyson Grande, my arch-nemesis.
I spot my friends from afar standing next to our lockers and I hurriedly walk up to them only to be stopped when I overheard a bold girl whisper loudly to her friends, calling me a psycho drunken bitch with no moral and as badly as I wanted to ignore her, my pride just couldn’t let me.
I walk up to her very quickly and I immediately notice how tall she was but I was still about an inch taller. Surprisingly, she stares right back at me without the usual fear they all have in their eyes whenever I approach them.
Almost immediately, my friends join me and they stand behind me and just when I thought she would be intimidated, she surprises me by actually having the courage to speak up and still sound rude.
"What the hell do you fools want?" The unnamed girl asks and the only word that registers in my head was the ‘fools’ attached to her question.
I was about to speak up when Amber beat me to it. She quickly whispers something to my ear and also to the other girl’s ears and after the information was passed successfully, we all wear proud smirks on our faces and the girl stares back at us with her brows furrowed, the expected fear now registering on her face.
I signal her friends to leave and they run off immediately, not thinking twice to defend their supposed friend. Some friends will embarrass you. Those two girls were a perfect example.
"So sweetheart, wanna tell me your name?" I ask calmly, moving closer to her to intimidate her but when she doesn't reply immediately, I push her hard towards the locker.
"I see you finally grew the balls to talk shit about me to my face but all of a sudden, you’re mute now? Cat suddenly got your tongue?" I ask boredly, pursing my lips impatiently but she remains mute.
Getting bored of her silence, Amber brings out the scissors in the bag and passes them to me and I quickly move closer to the chic in front of me without wasting time talking much, I pull her by her hair and immediately use the scissors to cut her hair unevenly and because she wasn’t expecting it, she stares back at me with shock written all over her face.
I noticed that all eyes by the hallway were already on us and a small smile of fulfilment crept onto my face. I stared back at the talkative girl and her eyes were flooded with tears whilst her hands continued to touch her now very short and ugly hair in disbelief.
I yelled a stern warning to everyone watching and I warned that no one would talk about the video or post the video on any social platform or else they wanted to be my next scapegoat. Before walking off, I turn to look at the crybaby one last time before finally releasing the remains of her hair that were still clutched in between my palms and walking away while everyone stares at us, their laughing expressions completely nonexistent.
I high five Amber, Valarie and Tamara and we walk out of the hallway majestically whilst every other person stood still without saying a word. That should teach them never to mess with the Panthers.
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,
Dean "Hey baby boy!" Alyson squeals excitedly from a distance, running towards my friends and I with a wide grin plastered on her annoying face. At this point, I honestly wish more than anything that I could get her out of my life forever but I can't do that at least not right now. Alyson had to be the most unbearable and craziest person in my life right now and the only reason I still haven't left her is simply because she might be a threat to my freedom and I since I’m not ready to lose my freedom, I had to continue dealing with her but believe she's a fucking pain in the ass."What is it you want Alyson? As you can see, I’m busy with my friends."I hiss at her immediately, sounding very irritated as usual."Oh c'mon babe, you know perfectly well why I’m here. I obviously came here to invite you for lunch. Are you in?" She asks with a tight lipped smile and I could tell she was only trying her best to hide her anger by smiling at me and since I wasn't in the mood for her embarrassi
Sasha It's been two days since the girls and I came up with awesome ideas on how we can taunt Dean McCain's life and today is the day I finally get to confront him face to face. I'm almost certain he thinks that I've either forgotten about the situation or even worse that I forgave him in any way or decided to overlook it. Unfortunately for him, what he doesn't know is that I'm just getting started with him cause for me forgiveness doesn't exist. After two hours of continuous rants and arguments with the receptionist at the animal shelter home, Valarie was finally able to rent a cat and I had asked her to rent the most furry cat she could find. As for Tamara she was able to pay off her weird cousin, Max, so he could help her get a jar of multi coloured butterflies since her uncle who she thought was gonna help her get them, didn’t come through for her. Amber on the other hand was able to dig out some dirt on Alyson and Dean’s relationship and she found out they were the worst co
Sasha Looking at Dean trembling suddenly made me feel like a bad person and as if reading through my thoughts, Amber held me back and asked that we leave but I just couldn't. No matter how guilty I felt, I needed to finish what I and I still wanted my apology.So pushing my guilt aside, I walk towards him with the cat still resting in my arms but before I get to him, one of his hounds walks towards us to protect his friend before he could come any closer to me, Tamara and Valarie move towards him and immediately kicked him in between his legs causing him to fall."Listen, boys, I'm not here to hurt your friend more than I already have. I'm only here to receive a much-deserved apology and I want it now!" I tell them sternly looking straight into his eyes with a wicked grin on my face. As much as I hated it I couldn't help but notice his ocean blue eyes, he had the most beautiful blue eyes and I think his itching made them prettier and it’s all thanks to me. "Y..you want an a..apolo
Sasha “Huh, what's going on here?Do you two know each other?" Katelyn asks staringbackat both Dean and I with a lost look on her face
SASHA After that night, Katelyn had become a regular guest atour house and lucky for me, she only comeswith Sydney her six year old daughter.
Sasha. "Wait what? youhave to move in with Dean McCain? The same Dean McCain?Jesus,Sasha how can you be so unlucky?" Tamara exclaims, gasping dramatically. I sigh
13 years earlier…Third person.data-p-id=c5308a0835c9ff06351b83343b60da21, It was finally Adriana's birthday, she was turning five and was very excited. Her father had promised her a big teddy bear and a box of chocolates and her mom promised her a birthday cakethat she had always asked for.