A Lamborghini Aventador spider was what I rolled with. Yeah, I rolled with it, cause its not mine duh. Because in what language could I even afford a scooter, talk more of a Lamborghini.
It was my friend's car. Andrianna always changed cars like she altered her clothes. Her parent was in the oil business; well that's what she told me, and I believed her fifty percent. I've never met them so I was not sure if it was true or not, not that she had any reason to lie to me. Yup!. She had this expensive condo that made me drool, every time I went over to her place. She lived like a rich mafia princess, just waiting for her prince charming to sweep her off her feet.We were like two different people, yet we clicked on the very first day we met. The circumstances were favorable for me but It was a disaster for her. She was in her white Balenciaga when the red dragon decided to make an appearance; period people, menstruation. The red dragon. I came to the rescue with my ugly brown sweater before the mean ones could take notice, or decide to mock her in person or do it through the internet. It was so freaking easy these days. They had all sorts of groups created just to make people feel shitty about themselves. They even had the memes creator. Complete utter nightmare. We're in college, but people don't change much. They just got busier with getting good grades and earning the professor's approval, so that kept them pretty occupied. Except for the rich entitled brats. They didn't have to work for shit. Not all of them, but most.I got my baggy self into her posh, mouth-watering ride. She looked me over, shuddered, and started driving. Being aware of what I was wearing didn't stop me from glancing down to look at it once, maybe only to gauge why Andrianna was reacting like my skin was covered in garbage. Looking at her, I got where she was coming from because I swear this girl was trying to reincarnate princess Fiona or any of those princesses in Disney World. Her hair was straight, curling at the edges. A deep rich brown that put my dark cringy curls to shame. Her lashes were highlighted due to her dark eyeshadows and curving eyebrow. Pretty pink pouted lips completed the look.Andrianna never lacked attention, from both girls and boys.The description for both of us would be very simple. She was the princess, and I was the stable girl with mud all over.I loved being a stable girl tho. Sarcasm.Andrianna looked at me once more. I knew she was dying to criticize me. I stuffed more Cheetos into my mouth, careful about the interior of the car. She snapped at last."Couldn't you eat at home, and what the hell are you wearing?" She asked incredulously, making me, for the third time to look down at my outfit. It wasn't that bad. I was wearing an oversized t-shirt, over a pair of baggy shorts with high boots, all in different colors. I think I pulled it off, considering these we're the last clean clothes in my closet."You wouldn't believe me if I told you these were the last clothes in my closet that wasn't dirty".She snorted "you and I both don't know that your room is always a mess. I don't get how you are so happy to volunteer for sanitation at school when you don't even care for getting things clean at home"Ok, that was criticism at its finest form. "I didn't volunteer for free. It adds to my grade and I get paid. Plus it makes me look good" I noticed her glaring at my Cheetos. "We ran out of gas, that's why I'm eating junk""I already told you we'll eat at the cafe. I've got everything covered..."I rolled my eyes for the millionth time. "I'm not a charity Andrianna... Let me at least take care of my food. If I ever need you to buy me food, you know I'll be all over you right" I said playfully. Andrianna exhaled in exasperation, then a half-smile touched her lip, transforming her face. Oh to be that pretty."You don't eat well, that's why you're so skinny" she complained, eyes probing, searching for whatever flaw she could find."It's because I work. Plus, guys like skinny girls" I sing-song. It was her turn to roll her eyes at me. I laughed because she managed to add a touch of grace to it. Everything she did was so flawless. Oh for the love of God."So how are your mega-rich parents," I asked after I stop my stupid grinning, and internal whining."They're good. What about yours" she asked, not meeting my gaze. Talking about her parents always put her on the edge. I tried hard to pretend I didn't notice."Mom is still her bossy, loving self, and I bet dad Is eating steak in heaven" I joked. My dad died when I was pretty young. But the way mom and I spoke of him, you'd think he was still living. Mama told me he was perfect, and I believed her. I missed him, but the fond memories made it easy to hold on to him."Sure thing. You wanna go eat steak with him" she asked, raising an eyebrow."I'd love to, but I have tons of things to do here first, so I'll be taking a rain check this time. I'm sure Dad will understand".Andrianna laughed in that rich chuckle of hers that made everyone feel warm around her. We got nearer to our destination and I noticed the smile drained from her face. She looked suddenly apprehensive."You have to change that outfit, Vega. Please" she begged as she drove into the parking lot. I could already see the student milling about turning to admire the car."Why? Do I embarrass you?" I asked, holding her gaze as she turned off the ignition."Of course not. But don't you feel self-conscious at all. That shirt is hideous all on its own" she pointed out. Ok, that was not nice."It looks fine to me, besides who's attention am I trying to catch if I dress flashy or sophisticated as you. They all hate me, so let's just leave them to it" I defended calmly. This was not the first time she felt I had to change myself to fit into school. You could change your whole existence and still not fit in. That's how the world works, they'll always find a flaw. Or being jealous for flaky reasons."I hate this" she muttered, pulling off her seatbelt. I do the same, smiling."No, you don't". She shook her head, pushing the door button. She's a show-off and trusts me, I loved this part. The car door slid upward like wings, looking like a majestic bird about to take off.We stepped out of the car and I watched as Andrianna flip her hair. Yep, mesmerizing. We need this in slow motion bitch.I felt all the gazes on the back of my head as we head to our department. Note to self, never pair clothes with different colors, because it is guaranteed to get people's attention. They were surprised at our friendship... Like I said, nothing in common. I was the plain, badly dressed hobo and I was not even wearing my glasses yet."They're staring at us" Andrianna complained."Let them stare. They don't have better things to do. No matter what they say, you're still the most beautiful girl on campus, and I'm still the top student, in the favor of all the professors, cause I'm fabulous". I flipped my short cringe hair.Her gaze followed my movement "Your hair is a mess" she pointed out. Jeez, she's on a roll today."My hair is always a mess, you know that"."I gotta go. See you later" she got out, turning and striding off before I could hug her."Hey, no friends hug" I screamed after her. She increased her pace, acting like she didn't hear my voice. "Bye," I yelled out of breath. This was kinda starting to sting. I took a deep breath, turned, and bounded up the stair. Time for business class. Ugh, I hate school.Capital_boring. Revenue preservation and distribution_more boring. Is the professor hot, young, and every girl's wet dream_fuck yeah!. I grinned at him anytime he looked in my direction. He turned to write something on the board, his shirt riding up a bit. I see the other girls blatantly ogling him and almost screaming in their seats.No drooling. I warned myself trying to listen to what he was explaining. He was distracting. But I also already knew half of what he was saying, so I didn't need to force my brain to concentrate. The lecture finished just in time for lunch hour, and Mr hotness decided to assign us to research ways on how to maximize our resources. I mean ok like school isn't stressful enough, we have to take more work home. We all trooped outside, friends moving off in pairs while I stood alone. I'm minding my business when someone knocked my textbook out of my hands. I whirled to face the culprits, then took a suffering breath as they turned out to be who I thought they
I peeked into my room at the door, with Andria behind me; I do it just to make sure the room can be occupied by humans like her. I'm shocked to see it spotless. Everything was arranged in its place. I pushed the door wider and ushered her in. She looks around my room, impressed. I wanted to go check the wardrobe just to see if my clothes are all clean, but I played it cool.Andrianna grinned at me, breathing in deeply."Your mom is an Angel. Who would have thought this room could look this good" she flopped onto the bed, making a blanket angel."I did all this!" I lied through my teeth. The look she gave me was all too knowing. "Alright. Alright. I'll try to be cleaner so stop fussing already" I flopped to the floor dramatically. I was so exhausted."There's a new bet on campus. Guess the amount" she told, sitting up, her eyes afire. "I curled in on myself. "Do I have to... I'm not a gambler" I whined, before uncurling to look around for my snack bag. Is this how it feels to be hungry
"You shat it out, but I can't hear a word you say. Screaming loud, not saying much" I giggled as I sang the wrong lyrics again, I watched it on F******k, and it was so funny that it popped into my head at random times throughout the day. It was so fun to do, so sue me. No one was innocent in this aspect.I'm in a fair mood this morning cause it's day one of my covert operation. I parked my hair up as I stepped out the front door.Andria stood beside her car, waiting for me. She managed to look impressed with my new outfit. I was pretty satisfied myself as I stared at myself in the mirror. I wore a black loose top with jeans and black boots."What's the occasion. You look better than most days". She complimented but pointed at my outfit dismissively."Can you be nice just for two minutes? Gahhh. Not that you asked, but it's day one of operation get Zach Dante. I shouldn't look too bad right?" I batted my lashes prettily. Andrianna faked gag "I don't have the stomach for this. We're get
I give up. I knew it has been like a day but everything just seemed so bleak. First off I found out this betting shit had some ridiculous organizers, just so everyone gambled legally. The number of girls willing to join in increased until the bet was raised to one hundred thousand dollars. It was huge, hence why I was giving up. Can I even compete with those rich girls? I mean look at my plain ass. Once I sign those documents, my money is never coming back. If I lost, that was it. No refund, no nothing. Taking out money from my savings was going to bite me in the ass. Literally."You've been sighing nonstop. It's irritating " jake complained picking up an empty can behind a tree."Oh my bad. Me overthinking the stupid bet and stuff is making me sigh so much, so excuse me for making you feel miserable with me".He regarded me skeptically. "You're in a sour mood, I see" he pointed out and I gasped."Omg, you noticed. And here I thought I was being subtle about it."Jake rolled his eyes,
I set to the task the next day because I had to win this come rain or shine. Thunder rumbled overhead, making me flinch."Jeez, I was just kidding. Chill already" I muttered at the dark cloudy sky. Why the weather chose to be so gloomy was beyond me. Was this an omen or something? Maybe I should visit a shaman, and confirm if I'm on the right path. Oh wait, I don't believe in those things. Haha, forgot for a second there.Appearing in places he was, was way easier than I expected. I was at the sports center during his practice and I almost squealed as we made eye contact. The upside of this whole stalking job that I'd gotten myself was that he was rarely alone which was not surprising. I mean, he's Zach freaking Dante. If he was alone, that's when I'd be worrying. But I needed him alone for my plan to work tho, so it was getting frustrating.I got my chance in the library. He came there to relax, cause the dude didn't pick up any book. He was bored with all the attention I guess.I mad
Vega POV.I trudged towards Andria's car, my eyes were red-rimmed from not sleeping well. Why does every day have to be so difficult? I buckled my seatbelt once I sit, finally getting the hang of it?Andrianna watched me skeptically."Now what's wrong?"."I had a horrible nightmare. Zach proposed to Arielle in front of the whole school, she looked straight at me after saying yes, then cackled like an ogre. " I shuddered, as I recalled the events. If it was possible to have a heart attack during a dream, I would have. Andrianna shook her head, clicking her tongue."Told you that was gonna happen. You just don't compete with Arielle. She's already won in your dream. How hard or long is it gonna be in real life? Today maybe?".I'm shooting lasers out of my eyes right now, so why isn't Andria melting in her seat. Andrianna acted like an angel but she spits like Satan's daughter. "She's. Not. Winning" I gritted through my teeth then took a deep breath, thinking only happy thoughts before
Arielle pulled closer to Zach, grabbing at his shirt and staring at him from underneath her lashes."Thanks for helping me against that girl Zach. She's a bully, and she's always looking for a fight just to get attention. She made up those stuff about Jake, 'cause that's just how she is... I had never in my life even had a conversation with him" She got out, watching him for any hint of anger or jealousy. He patted her hair, smiling."Don't worry about that. I believe you." He stared at her intently "You're cute when you're nervous" he took her hand. "Call me if she bothers you ok".Arielle smiled, squeezing his hand. "Oh my gosh, really?. You're so cool Zach." Zach tilted her chin up, pressing a kiss to her cheeks. She blushed, squirming in his hold."I'll head off now. Be a good girl while I'm gone ok" she bobbed, smiling brightly. "See you later then. Ariana".Arielle's smile dropped, confusion marring her feature."It's Arielle" she corrected, trying not to sound offended. She a
Vega POV.I know everyone expected a bomb ass makeover session where I turned out looking like a drop-dead gorgeous vampire, having long wavy hair that rivaled the wind as it flowed around me, or rose-colored cheeks and cherry red lips, but nope, it didn't happen. The makeover was a disaster because we could hardly get to focus on one thing without a fight breaking out between Andria and Jake. I was part of that equation at some point, due to being frustrated with trying to keep the peace. This was what I got for having two hype friends who loved to get their way in everything. Jake wanted me to keep my curls, and Andria wanted them long and straight. Jake wanted light makeup, Andria wanted dark and mysterious, Jake wanted me in pretty long gowns, Andria said the shorter, the better... I watched them argue back and forth until I thought I was going to pass out. Every place we visited was almost glad to see us leave.And that was why we were all sitting at the cafe trying to enjoy our