'Okay, maybe I shouldn't be coming back...' Izzy though to herself, as she walked towards the front steps of Westbridge High. She stopped right infront of the steps, and took a quick look around. So many people...giggling, hugging, happy to see each other after two months away from school. But for Izzy, it was much longer than two months. Izzy was about to walk onto the steps, but her cousin Jaymie ran up behind her and gave her a hug, stopping Izzy in her tracks.
"I knew you would come back for the senior year!"
"I'm starting to regret it, Jay. Everyone seems too overly happy." Izzy said, starting up the steps of the school. But yet again, she got stopped in her tracks, when a girl bumped into her while walking past.
"Oh, sorry," The girl said, turning around to apologize. She was a little shorter than Izzy, and had long, dark brown hair. It was curled. The girl smiled at Izzy and Jaymie. "I never pay attention to where I'm going."
"It's alright," Jaymie said, smiling back. She was always the cheerful and friendly one. She grabbed the strap of her purse and adjusted it. "Are you new here?"
"Yeah, I just got transerred," The girl said, "I mean, I've always lived in this area, I just didn't go to this school. I went to another one. Oh, by the way, my name is Emilie Michales. But just call me Emmy, or Em. Whichever."
She offered her hand and quickly scanned Izzy once over, and smiled secretly. Izzy hesitated, noticing the girl looking at her, and shook her hand. She looked away at all of the people rushing passed them, squinting her eyes in the sunlight. "I'm Izzy Levaine, and this is my cousin, Jaymie Levaine."
"Nice to meet you," Jaymie said, taking Em's hand and shaking it, then letting go. "So, you went to another school before this? Why did you transfer to this shithole?"
"Reasons." Em said with a deep breathe. She really did not feel like telling anybody the real reason she had gotten kicked out of private school and sent here, consisting of the fact that her entire private school shunned her after hearing some interesting secrets about herself. She looked at the ground, then looked back up at the two girls.. "What classes do you guys have now?"
"Well, me and Izzy have the same class, which is English. What about you, what do you have?" Jaymie said, trying to look at the piece of paper Em had been holding.
"I have the same as you guys," Em said, smiling, "Care to show me where it is?"
"Sure." Izzy said, and smiled politely, and walked up the steps of the school, followed by the other two girls. And. behind them, a guy walked out of a black car, wearing a gray hoodie, a black tshirt and somewhat tight, and sunglasses. He takes them off, and looks at the three girls, and then at Em, until the disappear inside the building.
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A premiscuous-looking girl walked down the crowded hallways of Westbridge, holding white folders of paper in one arm, and her binder in the other. She has her hair down, her dark brown eyes scanning the hallway. She put the papers in her locker, and spotted her best friend at her locker, and walked over. "Hello, Heather."
"Hi, Meagan." Heather said, "You're looking cute and tanned."
"Thanks, Heather. I missed you so much this summer," Meagan said happily, "I'm sorry that I went away the entire time though. You know my parents, and visiting relatives. So, anyway, how was your summer?"
"Good, good." Heather said, hesitating before she spoke, and looked past . She spotted Jaymie, Izzy, and someone else walking past. And then Matt Clifford, walking directly behind them. He seemed to be eyeing them hungrily. "Hey, look who's back."
"What?" Meagan asked, turning around, and there were the three girls, walking past, and Matt right behind them. "Oh, her and that other skank. Don't worry, Meag. Isabela won't last long after what I've heard about her boyfriend. She's sure to have another meltdown."
Heather looked at Meagan, suprised. "What's Matt doing?"
"I heard he's cheating on her." Meagan said, smiling.
"With who?" Heather asked, curious now. She wanted to ruin Izzy's life more, after what she'd done to her the previous year. She glanced over at the four, noticing that there was a girl there she'd never seen before. But that didn't matter, she'd find out anyway.
"You'll find it out sooner or later. Most likely from Izzy freaking out over it." Meagan said with a devilous smile. She walked into a classroom close by, Heather following, with one last glance at the girls and Matt.
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The bell rang. Em walked impatiently out of the classroom, and into the crowded hallways, followed by Izzy and Jaymie. "Fucking hell, man."
"I guess you really don't like that class, huh?" Izzy said, dodging a young boy who was about to run directly into her, hadn't she moved. "Insensitive fuck," she muttered under her breath.
"No, no, I liked the subject, I hate the teacher." Em said, and then giggled, before someone walked infront of her, and she bumped into them. "Oh, sorry."
She stopped talking, as she looked up at them. It was a guy, probably around her age, 17 or 18. He had on sunglasses, so she couldn't get a good view of his face. But she stared anyway, for a few seconds, before realizing she was, and she shook her head and came back to reality. Izzy smiled.
"It's alright." The guy said, taking off his sunglasses. He looked at Izzy. "Hey, baby."
Izzy giggled, and he took her and spun her around once and gave her a kiss on her cheek. "Hey hun."
"You new here? I haven't really seen you around." Matt said to Em, still holding Izzy.
"Yeah, I am." Em said, trying to hide her dissapointment after seeing Izzy's display of affection for her boyfriend. "First year in this school. It's a long story."
"Long story..." Matt said, looking above her head, which wasn't too hard, since she was pretty short. He looked back at her face,but realized she was staring at Izzy. Em looked at Matt, then looked away, embarassed a little at being caught. "So, um, why don't you hang out with us after school or something?"
"Um, sure," Em said, smiling, trying to pretend that hadn't just happened. "I'd love to hang with you guys."
"I can't, I have to go to my brother's football practice. I really don't want to go, but he doesn't have another ride." Jaymie said, being overenthusiasticly.
"Oh, sucks, sorry hun.Well, we can meet at my house anyway, me, Matt, and Em. So, meet us here after school, k, babe?" Izzy said to Matt, also noticing that Em had been staring at her, but pretending not to.
"Okay. Try not to die of smoking, k babe?" Matt said, poking Izzy's side. She smacked him on the shoulder, and he walked away.
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"So, Em, do you have a boyfriend yet?" Izzy asked, curious to find out why exactly Em had been staring. They were waiting outside of the school, for Matt to arrive. School had been over for a half an hour, and he was supposed to meet them fifteen minutes ago. 'Where the fuck is he?'
"No, I don't." Em said, in a sort of How-Dare-You-Ask-Me-That sort of way. Like Izzy was supposed to immediately assume Em didn't have a boyfriend. But she should have known, as she was just getting stared at by the girl about five hours ago.
"'Kay. Just wondering." Izzy said, kind of dropping the subject. 'Where the fuck is Matthew?' She brought her pack of cigarettes out of her purse, and a lighter. She went to light it, but her eye caught on Em. From her brown ballet flats, to her forest green legging covered legs, and then to her brown-shirted chest. That's when she noticed it. Em's bosom was just as big as her own. Izzy smiled without realizing it, and then she looked up at Em's face. Em was looking at her in return, her face contorted in a Don't-You-Have-A-Boyfriend? way. Izzy blew a smoke circle, and looked away from Em, but glanced back again. Well, she may have a boyfriend, but he sure as hell wasn't there when he was supposed to be. "That's it. Come with me. I think I know where he is."
Izzy started walking towards the back of the school, where the bike rack was -- there was a wooden fence there, where Matt and his friends usually hung out. Em followed behind her, trying to keep up with Izzy as she speed-walked towards the fence. But when they got there, no one was there. Jaymie obviously saw someone, though.
"Izzy, isn't that him over there?" Em asked, pointing towards a forest of trees. There was a small clearing, and there he was. With someone else. A girl, actually, practically eating her face off.
"Yeah, that's him. And he's about to get a beating of a lifetime." Izzy said, throwing down the cigarette that was still in her hand. She jumped over the fence, and marched over to Matt. "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Matthew John Clifford?" She hissed at him.
"Oh, uh..." Matt said, pushing the girl away, causing her to stumble and fall over on her bottom. It was the second-to-last person that Izzy would expect him to cheat with.
"Meagan Jonston?" Izzy said, appalled, "You're cheating with that stupid slut? Come on, Matt, if you're going to cheat, at least cheat with someone who you won't get AIDs from."
"I..." Matt said, at a loss for words. He couldn't say he wasn't cheating, as she'd caught him red handed.
"You're a whore, Meagan." Izzy said, with an emphasis on 'whore'. "Please, go play in traffic."
"Jealous, much? Cause your boyfriend decided he wants me more?" Meagan said, and Izzy went to hit her, but was held back by Em. "Hey, calm down killer. I can't help being prettier than you."
"No, you can't help but be more of a whore than her." Em chipped in,letting go of Izzy and then proceeding to step directly infront of Meagan. "I strongly suggest you get the hell out of our faces, and that includes you, Matt, because you're not too innocent either."
Meagan stared at her. Then she smiled and simply said, "Oh, sorry, what were you run out of school for? Wasn't it something involving another girl, and some random groping?"
"Get the fuck out of here!" Em shouted in Meagan's face. Her eyes were filled with rage, she didn't blink once, didn't move from her spot. Meagan looked at her as if she was nuts, and walked off, dragging Matt with her. Izzy stared at him with disgust. Then at Em.
"What is she talking about? You and another girl?" Izzy asked, a little too bitchly. She moved infront of Em, who was a bright red.
"Stupid truth or dare game, last year." Em said, not sounding too honest, with a nervous laugh.
"No, really, what is she talking about?" Izzy protested, stomping her foot. She was curious now.
"We should get going now, huh?" Em said, starting to walk away. Izzy glared at her from behind, but started walking too. She was going to find out what was up with this girl, no matter what she had to do.
