Hiiii! Okay, I know I have like 10 (exaggeration, its like 4) other stories to be working on. But this is just a two-shot. I really need to feel the satisfying feeling of having a finished story. That isn't a one shot, So, yeah...
I don't hate tagatha. I actually adore them. I just...like causing them pain? I think it's a kink all authors get into...
In the quiet parts of Nashville, no matter the school. There is always the douche, and the heart-throb, most times it's the same person. Sometimes, it's not. But it usually is, almost always.
But the small possibility that the heart-throb might not be a douche was always enough to cause hope to worm their way into a girl's heart. Making disappointment much more painful.
This is a story, that has been told many times.
But this girl was different then all the others, because she was used to that type of disappointment. So much that it was assumed that she was immune.
Even heartbroken, she wasn't going out with a makeup streaked face. Let's rewind a bit, shall we?
She is heartbroken, and she is going to make sure he feels what she feels.
What? She never claimed she was nice.
...
Sophie knew she was a beautiful girl, she knew that her green stare turned most boys into jelly, and that they dreamed of touching her soft silky, shiny hair. She worked hard to keep her skin clear. Eating healthy, and doing yoga regularly.
Sophie knew that she was beautiful, she knew that most men dreamed of a girl like her. But she didn't want most men, she wanted "The Man", the man as in the hottest guy in school, whether he was interested or not. Lucky for her, Tedros was very interested, and she snagged him within a week.
The only other place she ever saw him besides school was at the bar at night. So, she made herself a new regular.
Tedros was the exact picture of perfection, he looked like a prince, and his eyes, clear and blue made him seem so righteous. Even though his less than stellar reputation said otherwise.
He asked her if she wanted to sleep with him.
So, Sophie answered honestly, for probably the first time in her life "Only if you make me your girlfriend."
She thought he was different, that not only did he look like a prince, but that he was one, that he would be her endgame. He would change for her and her for him. That they would get married and have a bunch of gorgeous babies.
Ofcourse, that was not in the least bit original. Many girl had that same fantasy looking at the cowboy.
Still hurt when he proved he wasn't, he broke up with her the next week, claiming she wasn't the one.
When she told her sister this, Agatha was furious. Livid even, she eventually calmed down, but not without a plan.
...
Sophie stares at her reflection, shame tugging at her. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was pale, lacking all of her usual glow. Her eyes lost their luster, and her hair was greasy.
Sophie was going out tonight, but definitely not like that.
It's been a while of course, she nearly forgot she even had that red dress.(Please, gurl. It's only been a week) But now, she remembered. She grinned at her phone, it was being bombarded with new guys. She heads for Camelot, her high heels not reacting to the worn road. She looked liek she was copy and pasted into the scene. Her fabulousness better suited for a city club than a country bar. The club where she had every intention to show everyone that she is alive.
That she is not heartbroken.
And she didn't look it either. Her face wasn't puffy or red. No tears messing with her impeccably done makeup.
She is a couple feet away from the club, she can feel the beat from there. She spots him leaning against the record machine. Holding conversation with 3 girls at once. She smirks her red lips, he probably thought she'd be sitting home crying.
Clearly, he didn't know Sophie.
The bouncer raises his eyebrows, as she sashays in, she just shrugs. She's had enough of post-breakup trauma. It wasn't her style to sulk for more than 2 days. Ooops? (As Demi Lovato says "Sorry, Not Sorry")
The doors open, and for a beat all eyes are on her, and like some telepathic message was sent out. Everyone partied harder.
"Everybody! Give a hoot for the life of the party!" Hort screeched into his microphone, his shaggy dark hair covering an eye.
"YEAH SHE IS!" Sophie hooted; he may have left her broken-hearted but she is still Sophie.
People were shocked, nobody got over Tedros Pentragon that quickly. But, she seemed to be over him as she jumped up and down, bobbing to the beat.
"She was hurting?" A girl asks
"Well she must've forgot." Shrugs another
She was smiling while she's throwing back shots.
It was clear to everyone that he thought she'd be sitting home crying. But she was obviously not going out like that.
...
Tedros was shocked, to say the least, when he saw his ex, only 2 days after their break up. Usually, they avoided him much longer than that.
When it was karaoke time, Hort did his customary spotlight shine, Sophie was immediately asked. Instead of declining she nodded and whispered her song choice into Hort's ear.
He was grinning and set up the music into the mic he hooted "EVERYONE! GIVE IT UP FOR THE LIFE OF THE PARTY!"
And the music started, leaving the crowd confused, everyone thought she'd be choosing a revenge song, or a Taylor Swift song. It was just plain country.
"Lesson in Leaving" by Jo Dee Messina
She made sure to convey her disappointment and venom into the song. While her voice wasn't perfect, she was on tune. And the message, earned her a loud roar from a corner. Her eyes found the source, there was a group of girls, all gorgeous. All of them cheering while glaring at Tedros.
These were her people.
She finished the song with a flourish. Making her way past the crow, shouldering Tedros on her way. One would think that she wouldn't make a dent, but her tiny form was compacted with brute strenght and bitter anger. Like a bullet.
As she made her way to the girls, everybody knew. Here leads their new Queen. And the girls thought, here she comes.
I don't know why I'm writing this. I have things to do. Homework to finish. Shows to binge (actually no I don't, my sister hog the TV, :/ ) Any who, Teddy is going to get his heart broke by... AGATHA.
Tedros: Why? *looks at Agatha*
Agatha: Ask her *chin juts out to the lady behind the keyboard*
Sophie: BTW, just want to point out that TEDDY isn't capable of breaking my heart. \_(-.-)_/
Agatha: EGH bye, oh and we belong to the Soman, plot is hers *jerks' thumb at me* and the song is nice. You should read it if you want to know the plot.
Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in leavin'
Somebody's gonna give you back what you've been givin'
And I hope that I'm around
To watch 'em knock you down
It's like you to love 'em and leave 'em
Just like you loved me and left me
It's like you to do that sort of thing
Over and over again
You're a fool-hearted man
...You're the kind of man a woman thinks she can change
Oh, but the only thing changin' is my way of thinkin'
And I'm thinkin' that maybe someday
Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in losin'
Somebody's gonna do to you what you've been doin'
And I hope that I'm around
To watch 'em knock you down
Somebody's gonna give you a lesson in hurtin'
Somebody's gonna leave you with your fire burnin'
And no way to put it out
Baby there ain't no doubt
You're a fool-hearted man
Okay, I looove country. (And rock.) They tell amazing stories. I just close my eyes and imagine my OTP. And that is how I come to my keyboard filled with angst and fluff.
Ugh, i'm going to stop talking now, if you guys wanted to know my music preference you'd go to my bio. Anyway, ummm.
I'mma post the second chapter. It just needs some editing. and it should be out soon. Like today soon.
I bid you adieu!
-Paula says ADIEU!
xxxx