Shane and I had taken to dawdling around the large shopping mall.
"So I told you what everyone...well not everyone. But what I thought of you. Now its your turn," I said.
"Well, depends which one you want first. My opinions or their,"
"Surprise me,"
"For barely getting here. You sure have caused some trouble,"
"That is a lie! I've been the the office once, and it was cuz of my uniform not because I decided to cut of all of Tess Tyler's hair," I said.
"That was my next point, Tess Tyler is out to kill you,"
"And you know that how?" I asked.
Shane pointed to the food court, where Tess Tylers and other look-a-likes sat, glaring in my direction.
"Yikes,"
"I know right. Don't worry, she's harmless. Unless you get in the way of something she wants,"
He says that as if it's nothing, too bad he doesn't know that I am definitely in the way. Fuck, I'm like a giant boulder in her path.
"True. So what else?" I asked.
"For some reason, I keep getting the vibe that you talk to yourself, do you?"
"No!" Not out loud. Otherwise my head is more intense than the Cold War.
"Now really?"
"Yes, really," I smirked.
"It's weird, I just don't get you," he said.
AHA! So he is the Edward Cullen to my Bella. Except he's not a beautiful monster. He's beautiful though.
"I guess I'm just hard to understand," I said, tossing my empty coffee cup in a nearby trash can.
"Very," he whispered.
I looked up at our surroundings, we've been here. About five times. I could tell. The same Claire's and Scheels that I've seen at least three times.
"But hey, a buddy of mine is having a party on Friday night, wanna come?" Shane offered.
"On campus? Are we allowed to do that?" I asked.
"Well, no. Not really,"
"Wouldn't we get in trouble?"
"It's not like there is alcohol or anything. It's not really a party, just a bunch of people cramped into a room and listening to really bad rock music,"
"Oh, well I wouldn't miss that for the world," I said, sarcastically.
"Please, it'll be fun," he sang, an adorable grin on his face.
He just knows how to make me melt.
"Sure, why not," I gave in.
This boy could ask me to jump off the Empire State building with a smile and I would do it. No hesitation.
"Hey! Mitchie!" someone called.
I turned to see Ella and Jason walking toward us.
"You guys ready to go?" Jason asked.
I nodded and Shane shrugged. It was fun while it lasted.
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Monday.
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I was on my way to the dining hall for lunch when all of the sudden...
THUD.
I was on the floor, my book scattered, and my shoulder hurt slightly like a bitch. I looked behind me and saw Tess Tyler walking away, looking over her shoulder...laughing.
Breathe, Mitchie, breathe. It was just an accident, simply pick up your book anbnd get to class.
"What a klutz!"
There are times to kill Tess, but this one is not it. Nope, 'sist and resist. Mitchie Torres, you are calm, cool and collected.
"Not so tough is she,"
Enter student cackles here. And someone give me the number to either a hitman or some anger management classes.
I pulled myself off the floor. Not even bothering to look at Tess. I picked up my geometry books and other things. And stalked away.
I entered the dining hall and sat with Ella and Caitlyn. I took a whiff of the air, trying to guess what was for lunch. Well whatever it was, it was overcooked and burned.
"Does something smell burnt to you guys?" I asked.
Caitlyn sighed and pulled out her ponytail, the ends were completely burned.
"Ohmygosh, what happened," I almost yelled.
"Emma, that's what happened," Caitlyn snapped, "Tess' little follower pushed me in chemistry and my hair hit the bunsen burner. She's been out to get Nate since freshman year, then she sees me with him and decides 'Hey, I'm going to go char her hair!', I swear the moment I see her, the bitch is going down,"
"I can't believe they would actually sink that low, I mean, come on. What are we fourth graders, we're-" I paused and looked at Ella's neck, a trail of something yellow going down, "What's that," I said pointing to her neck. She put a hand on it and pulled away, stained with the mysterious yellow substance.
"Ew, looks like I didn't do a great job washing this off," Ella said wiping her hands on a table napkin, "Sarah 'accidentally' fell and threw the can of paint all over me in Creative Arts,"
"Well, Tess pushed me in the hallway. But you guys. We're not seriously going to let them start terrorizing us because the Untouchables like us better than them are we?"
"No," Caitlyn spat.
"Of course not," Ella joined.
"Good, if they want to play hard ball then we'll play. We're not going to let some prissy twigs massacre us socially and all that shit," I proclaimed.
"If we gotta get down and dirty then so be it," Caitlyn said.
"Aww, you've learned from me," I sang, giving her a one armed hug.
"Not only dirty, but flirty," Ella said, motioning to the side of me.
Entering the dining hall we're the Untouchables. The three Abercrombie models of Winona Hall. In all they're breathtaking and sexy glory.
I half-expected them to just go to their regular table but man, was I wrong.
"Hey, mind if we join you girls?" Jason asked.
"Not at all, take a seat," Caitlyn obliged.
I glanced over to Tess and her demon-skanks. Hatred burning in Tess' eyes.
Ladies, let the games begin.
Sorry for the lame chapter for the third time, but thanks for the great reviews. So review please.