Frenemies: Ashley and Oliver

One week later “Get your ass down here Ash” My dad yells at me “I’m coming, let me put on my shoes, just a minute please” I tell him putting on my sneakers and tying my lace tightly, we don’t want it to come undone now, do we? “Make sure you tie your lace tightly if you are wearing one of your sneakers, you know how clumsy you can be most times” He tells me, reminding me of one of my weaknesses, if not the only one. “and get your ass down here now” he adds. “I know, thanks for reminding me of how clumsy I can be” I tell him coming out of my room to the kitchen, or the sitting room, I don’t know, they are both connected. “And don’t forget to keep your headphones in your bag at school, I don’t want you to be reported on your first day at your new school” he tells me, seeing me picking up my headphones on the bean bag where I left it at yesterday. “I know, I will try my best” I tell him, reassuring him. “And--” “And make sure you keep your head low and don’t cause trouble, I know

Knocking on the door, that is after calming myself down because of the messy situation that just happened.“Come in”“Hello ma’am, I’m new here, I am to get my locker number and also my class schedule here”“Oh, you’re Ash right, the new student” she asks“Yes ma’am”But not to seem like a rude person, I did not point out that the fact that I just told her that I’m new.“Just call me Mrs. Palma” she tells me, handing me my class schedule and my locker key which has my locker number on it.“Okay ma”“So, that’s your class schedule, we were told that you only AP classes in science and two electives” she tells me, which sounds more like question, seems like she doesn’t believe I can do well because of the statement she made next.“But, it is not too late to switch to normal classes” she tells me, trying to counsel me, not that I asked for any.“I’m okay with this schedule” I tell her, getting impatient.She eyes me, I think she is trying to judge me by my looks, wearing a black baggy tro

Everyone starts to notice them walking towards my table, and they all start murmuring. That is one thing about when getting bullied in high school or about to be bullied, no one makes any type of attempt to save you. They all look at you with pity or indifference, some are even happy to see a fight.They are three, I can totally see through this ‘Queen bees’, they look like a bunch of dumb girls, one in the middle, which with the looks of it must be their leader, and the other two by her side, her minions.I do wonder whether this things change, the cheerleader, the jocks, the bullies, the minions, like can this people not try to change history, must everything be cliché always.From movies, this will be the part that they will try to assert their dominance to the new girl. Bunch of dumb idiots, they think I am like their normal weak nerdy girl, I might be nerdy but not weak.The one in the middle has a light pink hair wearing a pink shirt and a short skirt which I don’t really know t

“Oh My God, yes” she tells me, hitting the table.“Do you really have to hit the table to tell me” I ask her, rolling my eyes.“The only flaw with him is that he is a bully, but he is good in all his classes, at least so I’m told, and he is so good at art” she tells me“And the also twins?” I ask her“No, the twins are not like him, Declan is good in his classes and Duncan, well he is like the top academic wise, Declan plays football, but Duncan, his twin, he is nerd, a hot nerd” she tells me, gesturing with her hands to explain.As she continues her explanation, she is interrupted by the teacher.She gives us back our drawing, and I am able to take a glance at Oliver’s drawing the drawing is good, very good, not going to lie.He glances at me for a brief moment, and goes back to his seat.I don’t know if he is intrigued by me, or he is planning something behind his scowl, with the amount of times he has glanced at me and with the glare he gave me earlier.“Ash, right?” The teacher as

A month after, things have changed slightly, although the ‘three beauties’ don’t have the intention of ever leaving me alone.If they don’t cross the line, I won’t do anything, I don’t have any business with them, I will only do to them what they do to me.Classes have not been exactly easy, especially for a sophomore who joins a new school, also taking seven AP classes. But it has kept me busy.Katya has been the good friend a new student needs always. She has been helping me to adjust to the system, even though most of our classes are not together, we only have two, Statistics and Art.Oliver and I have not interacted ever since the day we met on my way home, we’ve only been passing each other by, and see each other in classes we have together.My Dad has also been really busy with his work, in adjusting to his new work and environment, which has not been so easy for him, from the bags under his eyes and the look of tiredness he always try to hide with coffee and a forced smile.Wal