Chapter Four
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I felt worried for Sarah after what Val had told her to do, who tells their friend to throw up their food to lose weight? It's practically influencing bulimia.
"I need to go to the bathroom." I excuse myself, walking towards the girls toilet immediately. After taking a quick shortcut I finally made it.
I open the door. Sarah was near the sink sobbing, I walk towards her - wrapping my arms around her. "Don't cry Sarah, don't let anyone's words get to you." I mumble as she sobs louder.
"I-I'm so fat, you heard Val: I need to lose weight quickly." Sarah wipes her tears, I watch as her mascara smudges. I pull out some wipes from my bag, handing it towards her.
"Just because someone told you to do something, it doesn't mean you have to do it. That was her opinion of you, Sarah - your body is perfect. Embrace it." I say as she takes the wipes from my hand.
She wipes the smudged mascara underneath her eyes. "It's been a while since I've met someone as real as you Malia. It gets tiring when you hang out with people who are two-faced."
My heart warms up at her words, she didn't deserve Val as a friend. I still can't believe her 'friend' told her to lose weight.
"If you don't like being with them, why are you friends with them?" I ask, knowing her answer.
"Being rank 2 is a safe zone, I could never drop ranks it would be social suicide," Sarah says, reapplying her mascara.
"You're right, Sarah please don't attempt to make yourself throw up after you eat something, it's not healthy at all: your weight is perfect, you don't need to go through extreme measures." I tell her as she nods her head before zipping her bag.
"I guess I'll try losing weight the normal way, by working out of course." she says before giving me one last glance, "You coming?" she asks, I shook my head to say no.
Sarah shrugs her shoulders before walking out of the bathroom. I sigh as I looked at my reflection, I've changed so much. I even remember hating my weight two years ago, I shiver slightly remembering my past memories.
The reason why I didn't want Sarah to throw up her food after she ate it to lose weight was because I used to do it. I did it because I was so blinded by the expectation of being skinny.
I had bulimia, I regret doing what I did in the past. It was not the best decision.
The door opens, through the mirror, I notice someone from rank 1. It was Clarissa, she makes her way towards the mirror next to me, she was also alone.
She pulls out her pink lipstick, reapplying it gently to her perfectly plump lips. Clarissa was truly beautiful, I understand how every girl in this school wanted to look like her.
I sigh before taking my bag, slinging it on my shoulder. I turn to make my way out of the toilet, but Clarissa calls me. I stiffen slightly before turning around.
"Are you calling me?" I look at her startled. She nods her head, gesturing me to walk towards her. I made my way towards her as she gave me a bright smile.
"You're the new girl Malia right?" she asks, so everyone knows my name somehow. I nod my head as she flashes her white teeth at me, she was perfect - how could one be so perfect?
"I noticed you sitting with Val, if I were you I wouldn't be sitting next to her," Clarissa whispers, there was nobody else in this toilet other than me and her. Why was she whispering?
"I'm whispering because... people have eyes everywhere as well as ears, you wouldn't want to be caught talking about someone else Malia," Clarissa says as she pulled out a perfume out from her bag, drenching herself in it.
I gulp nervously. "What do you mean?"
Clarissa let's out a melodious laugh, even her laugh was perfect.
"I was thinking about you when you sat next to Val, she's been wanting to take my position for years - so I thought why don't I steal you away from her before she could pollute your mind." Clarissa clasps her hands together in excitement.
I furrow my eyebrows, "You know? You're really smart." I compliment her as she smiles widely. Is this girl always happy? She's meant to be a bïtch but her personality towards me now said otherwise.
"I have a very high IQ, I tend to not brag about it so people would appreciate me more - it's better if people think you're dumb." Clarissa tells me before wrapping her arm around mine.
"Wow, I'm surprised." I mutter as she nods her head, pulling me out of the bathroom.
"So... will you sit with me? Being rank 1 out of the whole school seems amazing right? Much better than being with someone like Val who is a rank 2." Clarissa says with a light giggle.
I didn't know what to say about her offer, this could be her way of getting things her way. She's clearly doing this to annoy Val.
I'm not here to make enemies either, becoming in the wrong terms with Val would be a bad mistake. Since Val is very twisted and cunning by the way she treats her friends.
"I'll decline for now Clarissa. Maybe next time?" I tell the blonde headed girl, she pouts cutely before nodding her head.
"Friday, you will sit with me and my friends. Okay?" she looks at me for confirmation. I let out a sigh before nodding my head.
"Good luck with Val, you'll need it." she pats my back before walking off towards the cafeteria. People told me she was an utter bïtch, hell I even remember her being one.
I follow behind her, so I'll have to sit with her on Friday. It would bring me closer to my goal of getting revenge on Archer for what he has done and get the justice the other students who have been bullied by the rank 1 people.
My thoughts were disrupted as I bump into someone, I fall on to the floor - landing on to my butt. I groan in pain as I noticed a hand reached out for me.
I look up to find Vincent Ace looking down at me, I pull myself together before accepting his hand. He pulls me up before walking off without a word.
I haven't heard him spoken at all, ever since I met him.
Shrugging my shoulders I made my way towards the cafeteria and back towards Val's table. I noticed Sarah sitting next to the other girl Sally. They both spoke to each other as I noticed Val staring at Archer.
She's really going to target him, for a position she has no chance of getting. Clarissa even knows her plan to take her place.
To clear my confusion with Vincent not speaking I decided to ask Val, "Val, does Vincent Ace talk?" I look at her waiting for her answer.
She looks at me still dazed, before giving me an odd look. "Of course he talks, he's spoken to almost everyone in this school - why are you asking this?" Val says slightly confused by my words.
Vincent does talk? Why doesn't he talk to me then? "I'm just asking, he doesn't seem like the talker," I mumble as Val gives me an odd look.
"He talks a lot, he's known for his sarcasm and snarky responses," Val says as I nod my head.
Then why doesn't he talk to me? Is there something wrong with me? I scoff to myself before taking a sip of the water that Archer had bought me.
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