TRIPLE TROUBLE
1006 Words
Was this the Angela Rachel talked about?
Speaking of Rachel, she
“Hey, boo." She yelled, running to hug Angela.
Angela's mouth curled up in a sneer as she furrowed her brows in irritation.
“Rachel loves her," Sara whispered.
“Yeahhh…that's what I'm scared of," I said back, and seriously, I wasn't only scared of who she was following but also annoyed at the person.
“Wait…” Angela turned. Her blonde hair giving her a definite figure of the Barbie doll with red lips.
“I thought I said you should hold my bag." She stared at me, and Taylor scoffed.
“I don't remember looking like a puppet," I replied, hands folded.
Rachel immediately came to stand near me. “Please don't," she whispered.
"Oh..." Angela smirked, and I glared.
“She’s stubborn; let it be." A voice said behind me.
“Moi, babyyyyy!" she yelled, jumping on the spot.
She suddenly ran past me to hug the blue-eyed demon at my back.
I turned to stare at them. “I missed you so much." She pouted like a baby.
“An entity almost ruined my dayyy," she yelled, faking a child's voice.
Alexander stood unmoving like a wall even as she jumped on him; he didn't wrap his hand around her. I stood staring back at him.
”What are you all staring at?!!!” Angela yelled to the nearby student.
Most of them immediately drifted away while some lingered close by.
“Hey, boo, guess what?" she said, dragging Alexander away. He turned to stare at me once more before I turned.
”Well, well, look who we have here," Taylor said as she walked to me.
"Ohhh...the illegitimate one," I muttered with a blank look.
Her face turned stoic; I knew I had touched a point.
"Taylor, don't waste your time; we have to keep up with last week," Tyler said, staring at me with hooded eyes. Her hands were also folded.
“Someone renewed their brains." I laughed, and she gritted her teeth.
“You’ve stepped into the dead zone, Elizabeth." Taylor smirked, standing close to my face so only I could hear.
Now it was my turn to grit my teeth; they both smiled and walked away.
"Bitches," I murmured under my breath.
“Jordan, we need to talk," Rachel said, but I brushed her off as I walked away. My eyes were hurting, and I feared I was going to cry. My legs wobbled badly as I marched angrily to my room.
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ALEXANDER'S POV
“Hey Boo. I've missed you so much, and guess what?” Angela asked.
”What?” I asked in a bored voice. I knew Dad was trying to set me up again as soon as I saw Angela. Yeah, she had been my childhood friend since we were 2, actually.
And at 15, I already f****d her twice and now? Now it seems boring to even hear her speak.
“Did you hear me, boo?” She asked, and I raised my brows.
She sighed and jumped on me as the bed bounced. “I said I missed your d**k, butthead." She whispered softly with her hands on my collar, slowly biting her bottom lip.
I stayed unmoving, staring at her. "Angela, you just arrived," I muttered, pushing her off.
"Exactly, love, which is why I am staying here for the semester." She smiled.
I turned to look at her and then the thick demarcation before bursting into laughter.
She crunched her brows and lips in a frown.
“What’s that about?" she asked.
"Nothing serious, Anggie. Do you know who lives next door, or should I say next curtain?” I laughed.
She immediately jumped from the bed and walked to the curtain.
Slowly she opened it and gasped.
“You have a girlfriend?” She whispered and turned to me with teary eyes.
"Girlfriend…" I snorted.
“It’s Jordan. Acting principal said there's no room left and it'll be resolved next semester." I shrugged.
“What?...WHAT??!!” She yelled, eyes wild and breath racing.
“Who’s Jordan?” She asked.
I turned to her and smirked. The door opened and a figure entered. The scent of lavender and pear mixing together. Her waist moved in a firm, controlled way, and her steps were calculated, but she always somehow ended up colliding into people.
And her eyes, how they glow when she is ranting, her full lips seething and hair flying with the wind.
“Speak of the devil," I said quietly.
Angela stood in shock, turned to me, and burst into laughter.
“How do you cope with this thing?” She asked in between giggles.
"Careful, Angela, she's anything but a thing," I replied, and her smile faded.
"You're defending her?” She asked.
"Nope... it's a fact," I said and stood up from the bed. All throughout, staring at Jordan in the eyes. I was still going to make her stay miserable. I just hadn't laid out my plans yet.
“This can't happen; I'm going to the principal's office right now," Angela yelled and sashayed.
The room was silent once again, with both of us staring at each other, eye to eye, with breath held. She broke the silence first.
“Are you done?” She asked.
“Me or Angela?” I asked.
She shook her head and walked up to me. I stood behind the curtain while she stood at the other edge.
”This will all end soon and I'll leave here." She said, holding the curtain. Up close her eyes looked extremely beautiful, just partially hooded.
“LEA is for the wolves, not the dogs. Nice advice from me," I replied.
She nodded and closed the curtains back.
I still stood waiting for the unknown, maybe for her to jump with a comeback, but nothing. Just the silence, and then I heard it.
Silent sobs.
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