I Hate Cheerleaders, Who Knows Why?, by SilverStreaksofStardust
Hazel snorted in disgust when she saw the two cheerleaders, Reyna and Piper, at the front door of Olympus Academy. They were so plastic, because they wore make-up and short skirts.
Piper flipped her hair and smiled. "Hi, how are you doing?"
Gods, they were totally out for her! Hazel knew she was going to be dead by the end of the day.
Reyna gave her a box of chocolates. "Will you like to buy one to help the charity fund? We're raising money for the hurricane in idon'tknowwhatplaceinthecountrybutithastohaveahurricaneaccidentinit."
Wow, they were selling her prank chocolate? Classy. Hazel will not fall for it. She ran inside the school. She wished terribly that she had friends, because she moved from her old school into a tiny place with a school that had low population. She tried to make friends, but was an outcast. Since the bell will ring in five minutes, she rushed to her class, but knocked into somebody.
"Sorry!" the voice cried out. "So, so sorry. I'm clumsy."
Hazel stared at a boy with Chinese-looking features and who was tall and bulky. He had sort of a shy look to his visage. "Well, I'm pretty klutzy myself." She blushed. "Er…"
The boy picked up her books, weirdly enough not carrying textbooks or notebooks himself. "Here" he passed the items.
"Thank you. Uh, my name is Hazel."
"My name is Frank."
At that moment, Hazel knew they were destined. Somehow she could tell that they will be shy, but slowly get to know each other.
As they both went in class, and had to do a project, shockingly, they were partnered up. It was fate! The chance of them being a partner was 5%, but they actually had the odds in their favour.
Lesson: Never trust cheerleaders, because they are always going to ruin your life and steal your boyfriend.
