(BRAD’S POV) “I only asked her about your likes and I really had no idea that she was going to rat me out!” I said in my defence. Isabella let out a playful snort. “Of course she will rat you out. I mean, it’s Jeanie for goodness sake!” She said to me. I was on the phone with Bella who was filling me on the conversation she had just had with her younger sister, Jeanie. Apparently, we have Jeanie to thank because Olivia would have found out that Bella and I were together last night. Which in turn would have caused some serious damage. Jeanie also told Bella that I asked a couple of questions about her. I did do that sneakily the last time I went to the Johnsons for dinner. But it was only because I couldn’t ask Olivia about Bella’s recent interests and Jeanie was my only option. Plus I thought I could trust her. We even had a pinky swear on it! So much for trust, huh? “So doesn’t this mean she’s going to rat us out?” I pointed outs “I hope not. At least not un
(ISABELLA’S POV) How ironic that Olivia of all people would look strange and a little out of place being seated in my room. The Silence was awkward as we both sat side by side on the bed. I didn’t realize how long we had spent apart until I began to notice some changes about her. For example she had a new piercing on her ear and highlights in her hair. “You look great.” I said and added with a genuine smile of appreciation. “Your hair looks very pretty.” She did. She looked pretty perfect. Of course she would, she was spending time with Hilary Lockhart. They would be going on spa treatments and skincare specials. I pushed the jealous feeling in me. “Thanks Bells.” Olivia said with a smile. I realized that I missed her very much and yet here I was about to give her information that would ruin our already struggling friendship. This was so much harder than I thought. But I had to do it. There was no going back. I counted to three in my mind and I cleared my throat ready
(BRAD’S POV) I was drumming my fingers angrily against the steering wheel when Isabella came in to view. She had opened the door already and had her head leaned in with her face focused on me. I hadn’t heard her come in because of how buried I was in my thoughts but when she did, I swear that time fucking stopped. Her warm milk tone was refreshing adorned with those perfect sapphire eyes and pouty lips that said. “Are you okay?” I couldn’t answer because I was in awe of her beauty. An annoying Monday morning for me was suddenly beaming with so much beauty and radiance. All because of Isabella. She got in to the car and shut the door behind putting her school bag away quickly while I allowed myself appreciate her presence. Her beautiful ebony hair somehow looked bigger and pumped up and she wore little amount of bright make up that glowed up her pretty features. She was wearing a bright neon off shouldered crop top and plaid black pants. She looked like a model from
(HILARY’S POV)“This is fucking unbelievable!” I cried in anger. “What is?” Tiara asked lazily as she lay down on the field going through her phone and chewing gum.“Isabella Martinez!” I shrieked as my eyes searched the screen of my phone earnestly. Cheerleading practice had just ended. Tiara, Olivia and I were all on the field exhausted from the warm ups. I had done a pretty good impression of Dolly Parton as my 80s day look. I expected to see my name trending on our school community chat online. But instead, everyone seemed to be talking about that Damned Nerd!Isabella Martinez and whatever stupid rubbish she wore today !“That fucking bitch!” I exclaimed loudly seeing as her name had dominated the whole talk for the day.“I know! It’s so surprising that people are talking about her, right? She’s such a nobody!” Tiara added giving me a brief glance from her phone. “What the hell is she trying to do? Who does she think she is?” I continued pacing about angrily.This had never
(OLIVIA’S POV)I sighed deeply as I let myself in through the front door and shut the door behind me. It felt so refreshing to be home and away from Hilary and Tiara for some time. Of course, Tiara was annoying sometimes but the main reason why I felt so suffocated was because of Hilary. She was very overwhelming and condescending plus she had been in a very bad mood today. All because Isabella was the most talked about person of the day. Absolutely everyone thought she looked gorgeous. She did. I felt so proud of her after I had dressed her up. Hilary would go crazy if she found out that I was the one who had styled Isabella for the day. She would get way crazier if she found out that I was styling Isabella for the whole of the homecoming week.Thinking of Isabella made me feel guilty, I’ll be unable to be her twin for tomorrow. I had to think of a plan to take care of that for her, there was also the homecoming dance. Hilary had absolutely ruined it for us. Pushing that annoyin
(ISABELLA’S POV)Homecoming week was going better than I had ever imagined. Olivia was unable to be my twin for twins day but you won’t believe she dressed up a little hand muppet in the same outfit as me! I didn’t mind carrying a muppet through school the whole day, there will be a lot of other crazy people out there too. Like two people sharing one extra large pants for instance. Spirit week and Homecoming weekend are a real horror for some teachers who often get confused as to what the line in costume looks is. Some teachers, join in the ridiculousness as well!The hand muppet thing went very well and Olivia kept sending me memes of me that had been made. It was hilarious, I’d have to admit but I truly didn’t care for all this popular stuff. I was only really doing it because of Olivia.She had been making more effort to spend time with me despite being bombarded by Hilary Lockhart’s overwhelming schedule.I really appreciated it but as Olivia was spending more time with me, I was
(ISABELLA’S POV)“Brad. What’s all this?” I could not help but ask as I staggered along to his gentle pull. I was lost for words at this point as I came closer to the set up. A little picnic close to the riverbank surrounded by so many glassed candles that the place looked like an excerpt from a fairy tale books.Brad left my hand and hurried forward before returning with a large bouquet of red roses. My eyes widened and I could feel the proc of my own tears against my eyes.“Brad.” I whispered. “I’m so glad you didn’t go with anyone for Lovers day. For a moment, I thought Olivia was going to set you up with someone.” He said with a chuckle. “She wanted to.” I laughed lightly. “I told her it wasn’t necessary.”It was true. Olivia had tried very much to set me up with someone but I had talked her out of it. “You didn’t need a date, I saw you received a lot of attention.” Brad said and I could detect a hint of jealousy on his face.I had received a lot of flowers, chocolates, stuff
(HILARY’ POV)“Oh that dumb stupid Olivia!” I shrieked angrily as I saw the pictures. “Actually Hilary, Brad’s mystery girlfriend is in New York. I figured it out recently.” If i was not in such a bad mood then I would have congratulated myself for doing such a good impression of Olivia Johnson when she had told me of her thoughts on Brad’s mystery girl.How wrong and foolish she turned out to be! How right I turned out to be of course!That Damned Isabella Martinez! That long time Nerd! My heart was racing so fast that I wanted to punch something. I could feel the fury burning within me. I felt so angry and all I wanted to do was yell at someone.But there was no one for me to yell at. Again, I opened the pictures and videos that the paid stalker had sent to me and i gritted my teeth in response. I skimmed through them quickly and there was no denying that it was the birth of them.“Olivia is such a useless person!l” I shouted angrily at the poster walk in my room.Yes! This was al
(TIARA’S POV)“That fucking Slut!” I yelled slamming my fist in to the steering wheel and causing the horn to go blaring off loudly. My brain did a replay of Orlando and Hilary entangled in each other’s stark naked embrace under the sheets. How dare she?! She had told me that Orlando was a college boy who has nothing to show except his love for drugs and sex. Yet she had the guts to smash him behind my back? He’s my own damned boyfriend!And what did she say to me when I confronted her in that room that was stinking of sex?“Come on, T! It’s just sex.” And then with a regular look on her psychotic face, she had added. “Are we still on for Taco Tuesday? I think my instagram needs more engagement.”That fucking bitch! I cursed inwardly as I remembered it all. Now here I was, parked outside the mall where I had shoplifted some ugly earrings with the hopes to make myself feel better. Rage coursed through my veins as I thought of a way to get back at her and then my mind gave me a good
(BRAD’S POV)I raised my fist to the door knocking as hard as I could. I was just about to raise my hand to the doorbell when I heard the movements in the lock and the door was opened. Victoria Martinez looked very surprised to see me.“Bradley. Hi.” She said looking at me with concern .“Hi ma’am.” I said and I suddenly realized that I must look like a wreck.I had not had my bath in days, I hadn’t eaten, I hadn’t even brushed my teeth nor combed my hair. I was standing looking tougher than a rouge with rumpled clothes and sleep deprived eyes.“I’m sorry to bother you ma’am. It’s just that, I would like to see Bella Please.” I said.I could hear the pleading tone in my own voice and I hoped that she would hear it as well. But the uncomfortable expression on her face made me start feeling discouraged. “I don’t know if she will open up for you, Brad. She didn’t even go to school today.” She told me sadly.My heart squeezed in pain but I did not want to give up just yet.“I could jus
(BRAD’S POV)I was laid down with my eyes starring blankly at the ceiling. It would be an understatement for me to say that I was feeling drained and emotionally overwhelmed. I felt so weak with a lot that was going on at the moment.I was bothered with the news my father had given to me yesterday but I would be lying if I said that the thought of Bella was not overpowering every other thought in my head. I could not stop thinking of who exactly had done that video compilation and played it. Who could hate Bella so much to do that? The knock on my door interrupted my thinking and I sighed tiredly. Mum had come to knock on my door earlier asking if I would be going to school and I had ignored her. What exactly was the point of even going to school when they were planning on sending me away next weekend?“Brad, honey you have a visitor.” She called softly.My hopes were lifted initially but then my heart sank in disappointment. There was no way Bella would miss school and so I knew t
(ISABELLA’S POV)Monday morning descended like a plague, an unwelcome and inescapable force after a weekend of turmoil.I stayed in bed unmoving as the events of Saturday evening replayed in my head. The humiliation was almost unbearable. So unbearable that I had refused to turn on my cellular data for fear of what I would see on the internet. I wished that I could turn off my phone completely but something in me was too weak to do that. I was hopeful for a call from Brad.The call never came and it worsened my situation shattering my heart even more. I had no more tears to cry and no more words to lament. I wished there was someone I could talk to but the only people I could talk to had abandoned me. How could I explain that I was only a victim of such cruel acts? My Alarm clock rang loudly for the hundredth time blasting me back in to my reality. I struggled to bring myself to my feet but thinking of going to school weakened me greatly, so I dragged myself downstairs instead.Dad
(HILARY’S POV)I screamed loudly the moment i was seated in the car with the door closed behind me. If the car was not sound proof then anyone from outside would have heard me. I rested myself back against the leather seat feeling exhausted but still my veins were throbbing with anger . How could he turn me down?! No one dared to turn me down! No one! What did that damned Fat Nerd have that I did not??I am Hilary Lockhart!! How the hell could he even think of turning me down?!“Miss Lockhart, is everything okay?” The private chauffeur asked looking at me through the mirror.I was very irritated and so I snapped at him.“Don’t you talk to me, you lowlife!” I exploded.“Sorry Miss.” He said politely.I stayed back trying to balance my unsteady breathing as I thought of what next to do. Rejection is something I was not used to. Rejection is something that I don’t take. “I want you to take me to see someone.” I said to the chauffeur and after giving him the address, I rested back aga
(BRAD’S POV)I would have thought that the day after would make me feel better. But it did nothing, in fact I felt worse than ever.The events of the night before kept on replaying in my head. How could such a beautiful night turn out to be so horrible?Thinking of Isabella tore me to pieces and remembering the horrible fight I had with my sister made me feel worse.It was like my head was throbbing intensely and I could get no sleep. Closing my eyes only made me remember the pictures on the screen. On one hand, I felt betrayed and hurt when I remembered her pictures with Dave and on the other, I still could not help but feel sorry for the public humiliation she had felt. I was aware that videos of last night were circulating the internet. I picked up my phone a number of times with the intention of calling her but I never got through with it. I was worried about her despite the fact that I felt hurt by her actions.So I made a call to someone I knew and paid a lot of money to make
(THIRD PERSON’S POV)“I’m so worried, George. I don’t know what to do.” Victoria Martinez announced as she walked in to the kitchen and dropped the breakfast tray she had arranged for Isabella.George Martinez lowered his newspaper and then when he saw that the tray was untouched, he sighed and dropped the now folded newspaper on the table.It was the next morning and falling asleep last night while knowing fully well that something had happened with Bella was not easy for them both. “She still didn’t open up?” He asked.It was a question but he knew the answer already and his wife confirmed by it by nodding her head at him.“She’s crying. I could hear her. She was also crying last night when I checked on her before going to bed and now I can’t help but wonder if she got any sleep at all or if she stayed crying all night.” Victoria said sadly. She was close to tears herself. “Damn it!” George cursed bringing his fist down at the table angrily.He could not handle the thought of hi
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) Brad had never felt so weighed down in his entire life. It was as though his heart was being shattered. He watched Bella leave and it felt like his soul was leaving as well. He staggered in weakness as he rested his back against the wall. “Brad?” He snapped out of his thoughts and straightened his posture immediately. Hilary cat walked towards him and she placed her perfectly manicured nails on her chest in worry. “Oh honey. I’m so sorry for whatever is going on with you.” She said with the sweetest voice she could come up with. Brad didn’t say a word, instead he sighed and started to walk on but Hilary was quick to follow him. “Brad. Come on, please wait up.” She begged. He stopped tiredly, waiting for her to catch on. “What do you want Hilary?” He asked her feeling the exhaustion weighing him down. All he wanted at this point was to get out of here and to go home straight.“Nothing much.” Hilary said still sounding as sweet as she could to him.“I do
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) “Ladies and gentlemen. Let me tell you a little about your homecoming queen.” There was a pin drop silence in the gym as everyone had eyes set on the large projected screen. Isabella and Brad turned as well both dealing with the same confused emotion. There was a sort of piercing sound from the speakers and then the electronic voice went on talking. “Most of you may think you know who Isabella Martinez is. A Nerd,” just then the projected screen started to reveal pictures of Isabella from when she was little and until she changed her dressing sense. She had her braces on, she played soccer, she wore larger clothes. There were giggles round the crowd as an animated picture of Isabella wearing large glasses and heavy braces came on. “Some people think she’s now changed, pretty, hot but guess what? I bet you didn’t know that she’s also a liar and a slut!” Isabella felt her body grow cold and her stomach drop. Brad was shocked as a video of the intimate tim