Dear Highschool Jerk, I'm Back For Revenge

ElsaI wasn’t supposed to be here.I'd never been to a high school party in my entire life, but my mom had no second thoughts when she shoved me out the door with a tight red dress and an impossible wish. "Go make some friends, honey."So here I was. Standing infront the open door, with a copy of Pride and Prejudice in my hands. Yes, I brought a book to a party, I was that girl.The moment I stepped through the door, the laughter started."Oh look, it’s Nosy Elsa," A girl with perfect curls and too much lip gloss sneered. And just like that, people laughed, fingers pointed, cameras clicked."Why is she even here, did she miss her way to the library?" Another girl asked, as the laughter continued. But I ignored them, and kept walking, my book clutched tightly to my chest, and my head down.Then, boom... I bumped into something, or someone."Watch it, ugly," Laureen hissed, her mascaraed eyes narrowed at me.Before I could even apologize, she snatched my inhaler from my nose and held it

I made it. Paris, fashion, fame. And... Tonight, every billboard in the city had my face on it, as I received the biggest award of my career.And best of all? I was in love. Ethan; my fiance. The sweetest man I’d ever known, would officially introduce me to his family. My cheeks flushed at the thought."Ten minutes to showtime," Maria, my manager called from behind the curtain.I took a deep breath. The models were lining up, my red dress hugged my body perfectly, everything was ready.Then, I felt warm arms slide around my waist. I turned quickly, and they he was; My Ethan; dressed in a navy blue tuxedo, his black hair styled back, slightly longer infront than at the edges, and that gorgeous smile I'd fallen for."You’ll do great, tonight," he whispered, as he kissed me softly. I smiled, with him everything felt easy."Come with me," he said. "There’s someone I want you to meet.""Your parents?" I asked, eyes wide with excitement.He laughed softly. "No, not tonight. My best friend f

I was already halfway across the floor when I pulled out my phone to call Sarah. Yes? The same Sarah from highschool, we kept communicating even after I left. And in a few days she'll be coming over to pay me a visit. It felt so good to have someone familiar around.I flung my phone back in my purse, only to notice my wallet was no longer inside. Dammit. I must have taken it out after Ethan messaged me.I sighed and headed for the open elevator. But like always fate had other plans, just as I stepped in, Jace Weston did too. Of course, golden boy would show up after the deal was concluded. Our eyes locked. He was wearing a black silky short sleeved buttoned down. Muscles rippled beneath his half buttoned shirt, I could see the veins popping out of his arms. I didn't know how I managed to notice all this details without breaking eye contact, but somehow I did."Elsa, we meet again" He smirked, as he pressed the elevator button. I couldn't help but notice how muscular and tan his arms

The photo studio was packed; ring lights set, cameras flashing, stylists running around, adjusting clothes. I stood near the wardrobe section, making sure the dresses were perfect for today’s photoshoot. This was my first collaboration with West Modeling Agency, and I wanted everything to go smoothly.Just then, Maria, my manager rushed up breathless."What's wrong." I asked, cutting a loose thread from a blue satin gown."Lena's stuck in traffic. There's no one to model the final look."I didn't even blink. "I'II wear it.""But...""I said I’ll wear it."Minutes later, I was behind a curtain, squeezing into the tightest red carpet gown I’d ever designed. The zipper was halfway up and stuck. I twisted my arm, tugging harder, but it wouldn’t budge."Shit," I muttered under my breath, feeling the pressure. We barely had any time left.I held my breath, tried again... but it still wouldn’t move. "Maria, can you help me with the zipper?"A few minutes later, Maria walked over, and started

The car doors slid open. I sank into the passenger seat, as Jace got in beside me and started the engine. The leather was ridiculously soft, almost too comfortable.The sharp scent of cigarettes snapped me back to reality, I wrinkled my nose and turned just in time to see Jace take a long drag of a cigarette. He blew the smoke out of the window, his eyes never leaving the road. I snatched it from his lips and threw it out of the open window."What was that for?" He groaned, glancing at me. "I’m allergic," I said, brushing non existent ash off my lap. "And it’ll ruin your lungs, you know."He smirked. "So you care?"I shook my head. "Don't flatter yourself Mr Weston."After a couple minutes of driving, he brought the car to a halt infront my apartment. So soon though?"I should say hi to Ethan." Before I could even reply, he pulled open the driver's door and came down, I followed behind.Taking quick steps to the door, I reached for the key in my clutch bag, inserting it, and pulling