Baddies Razor Novels & Stories

Beat Beat What the hell is wrong with my heart? She took a step closer and the stare she gave me felt like a glare, a gentle glare. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why do keep interfering in my personal life? You are such troublesome. Because of you..." "Hey, guys." Rhia's voice chimed in and stopped Laura's barking in the midway. "I thought you left already," I said, running my fingers into my hair. Not to show off but it truly does relieve my stress out. Rhia's eyes dropped on my hair as she smiled and shook her head. "My car hasn't arrived yet." Then her gaze shifted at Laura. "You both are getting drenched." She gaped before taking us under the umbrella she was holding.

I turn to glare at whoever interrupted the class but am surprised as I don’t recognize the face. “Yes?” our teacher raises a brow. “New student,” the guy holds up a pass in between two fingers as he moves further into the classroom. The girls already begin to swoon over his ‘bad boy’ attire consisting of black pants, white v- neck, and the famous leather jacket and combat boots. He scans the class for all I can think of to be new prey and I glance down and begin the assignment the teacher now wrote on the board.

I looked down in horror at my ruined clothes, then looked up to see who had done it. It was Madison Clarke. One of Allison's inner circle. A strawberry-blonde petite girl with a mocking, mean-girl grin that set my teeth on edge. "Oh!" Her eyes went wide with fake surprise. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there…” Cold liquid soaked through the fabric instantly, dripping slowly to the floor. Tapioca pearls scattered across my chest and down to the hem. "Oops." Madison's smile grew vicious. "Now your hand-me-down dress is ruined. What a shame."