Stay pretty

Chapter 2- Mad

Being poor is not easy but pretending to be rich is not easier. I know this is such a crazy thing to do but I needed it, I needed to do it, so I could fit in the society that I entered. I was a scholar in a prestigious school--where students are all rich and if you're poor--you' all be the subject of their bullying and they will make fun of you until you give up and quit the school. That's what they want. Because for them, you're just a rat trying to fit in the world of cats, you don't belong in their world.

I was now walking with Sandy and Cindy towards an expensive restaurant, I was clutching my skirt so tight while they were in front of me. If I were to eat here, all of my budgets for the whole year will go to the food I'll eat in just one meal. I bit my lower lips while trying to figure out what to do. If we end up eating here, I need to have 5 more part-time jobs just to sustain myself.

Should I pretend that I was sick? Should I just tell them that I suddenly had an LBM and I can't take this anymore?.

Suddenly, as if I Sandy heard my thoughts-she clung her arms around mine.

"Are you going to say that you're sick again?" She asked me sarcastically with a smirk plastered on her beautiful visage.

Her question made me bit my lower lips even more. What is she? Did she read my mind? Is she a mind reader? A vampire? or what? or I have just gone mad to think about these. Maybe because I haven't got a good night's of sleep in a while. Yeah, maybe because of that.

Sandy is quite tall compared to the normal height of a woman, she's almost 6 feet in height especially if she's wearing high heels. And because of her height, she intimidates short men who's insecure about their heights and only has their egos and pride high. Sandy is also quite pale, she told me because she doesn't get sunlight usually because she hates being under the sun-and so do I. I also hate being under the sun because I hate the feeling of heat, sweat, and you'll warmed up all your body.

"How did you know that I was going to say that?" I just played along with Sandy and smirked with her. "You know me well, huh? Am I your type? Do you like me? Are you into women now that man doesn't want you?" I added just to tease her.

and in an instant, she flew away from me and ran towards Cindy which made me laugh. That let go of something heavy in my chest somehow.

"So confident about yourself, eh?" Sandy asked me with a pout so, I once again roared into laughter. If you just know that my confidence is fake. "And for your information, our dear Empress, I just asked you that because that's your always excuse whenever we're going to eat out" Sandy added and rolled her eyes at me. Now that's the Sandy I know, back is the sarcastic Sandy-not a scardy one earlier.

"It's because I was really getting sick. Looking at the expensive prices makes me sick. A $1000 just for one meal?! Oh, God! I could eat thousands of breads with that" I told them exaggeratedly which made them laugh and went beside me.

Each one of them clung to the each side of my arms. How clingy of my dear friends hmp.

"I get you, really" Cindy told me and laughed once again.

Even the sound of their laughter is expensive that's what I'm trying to copy because my real laugh? Sound like a boiling kettle.

"And so I do" Sandy seconded but I just shook my head.

I know that truth, and their just trying to make me feel better. And that's what making me feel guilty too. They've been true all this time to me-while I was living in a fake life all this time with them.

"Oh, so the bad f*****g boys are also here" Sandy said when we reached the expensive restaurant not so far from our school.

We're inside a mall near our school and inside the mall was a branch of the expensive restaurant my friends love to eat because as they said, it's near our school. What a reason to eat in a restaurant like this. Well, maybe if I were also a real rich, I'd also love to come here often because the ambiance is so good and as I look around here, the foods looked so appetizing.

"What a way to ruin our day" Cindy said in annoyance and rolled her eyes while her gripped on my arms tightened.

I get what they are acting like this, these boys inside this restaurant-are devil.

Their the one who loves to bully people inside our school, especially-Travis.

And as I said his name in my head, he instantly looked at me as if he knew that I was thinking of him which made me widen my eyes and shocked me. Did I really had an eye contact with a bully devil?!

I quickly averted my eyes and continued to walk pretending that something crazy didn't happen. Because for all I know-Travis Lamperouge doesn't do eye contact, not to anyone. He doesn't even bat an eye to those he bullies. So, what does it mean? Why did we had an eye contact?

Will I be the next prey of a predator like him? Did he know me? Did he know about my secret? I hope he doesn't because if he does-my so-called life would burn into ashes, my fake life would be gone, I'll be doomed, and my future will be nothing but ashes once I become his prey.

Cindy found a sit for us and I sat uncomfortably on my seat. Should I really tell them that I'm sick? and this time, it's for real, because I feel like I'm really sick. The atmosphere is really heavy not the usual ambiance that I like here. Maybe because, he's here.

"What would you like to eat, Empress?" Cindy asked me excitedly while looking at the menu.

I bit my lower lips while clutching my skirt under the table.

"I uh, actually wanna go back to school because I'm sick" I told them and they instantly shoot me a dagger using their eyes which made me pout.

"We're already here, so just pick whatever you want" Sandy told me that made bit my lower lips even more that I think it started to bleed because I can slightly taste my own lips and it's tangy.

"Our food, is on me" Cindy told me with a smirk which widend the eyes of Sandy and I.

"That's a first!" Sandy told Cindy in a shocked tone which I nodded in agreement.

Cindy doesn't usually spend a lot of money but this is the first time she's going to buy some for all of us.

"Are you sure about that? You won't regret it?" I asked her skeptically because this is really new to me.

"OFC! Are you two looking down on me?" Cindy asked us with a raised eyebrows that made Sandy shook her head.

I just bit my lips even harder that it actually bleed now. In an instant, we heard a slam of a fist on one of the tables here. We looked at it and I saw Tyron who's hands on the broken table while glaring at...me?! Why is he glaring at me?! What have I done?! I'm really doomed!.

He seems like he's really mad at me for some reason. And what could it be?