Novel & Cerita She's Not In Your League

While I stood there zoning out, Regina Maybelline sent me a video. She had been secretly in love with Charles for years, but I ended up becoming his girlfriend. She'd disliked me ever since. The dark video appeared to have been shot in a private lounge. Charles was seated in the center of a crowd, and next to him was a woman in a white dress. She looked a bit like me, but her expression was softer. Her eyes were slightly downturned, giving her a more delicate, pitiful look. My eyes naturally tilted up, which made me look sharper and harder to approach.

It seemed she was not supposed to be here, as though she took the wrong route and ended up stuck in this party. “You can’t blame her!” she squeaked, her eyes watering. “Maybe she was like me. Ms. Shaine here was bullying poor Janna, so she might have been… well, shaken and—” “ENOUGH!” Sheels was shaking, and Hera found herself backing away, quivering a little to the way a muscle worked at her jaw. “Enough, Yara. Enough, okay? The League does not tolerate weakness. You are staining our reputation.” “But, you know—” Perry paused when Sheels glowered at her. “What? Am I not allowed to speak now?”

He cocks his head to the side, before hissing audibly, making a show of holding Cassandra’s finger. Out of his league? No one claps as the onlookers are unsure of what to do but only watch the scene. Only a few of the people in the crowd actually give her pitiable glances, but they can’t do anything. “What league?”She retorts, scoffing, “The league of cheaters? The league of men whose egos are bigger than the reality they should accept? If that’s the league in question, then yes, I am out of your league.” Serena manages a response, her eyes moist as she struggles to keep them back so she won’t seem weak.

Shawn quirked a brow before hearing the clicking of heels behind him. The cheerleader plopped next to him with an intentional flick of her long black ponytail, dark blue eyes, and a forced smirk. "Hey. I'm Kayley!" "Shawn," he replied with a thin grin, Kayley grinned even wider. "So me and my gal pals thought to ourselves and we were like; 'oh my god, you look soo cute.' And cute guys have an all-access pass to sit with the Queenz. And not to be annoyed by this—drenched out, ginger ale broad." She said with a bouncy high voice, but hiding a venomous tongue, like all cheerleaders.

Leah just rolled her eyes and sat back on the couch. “Uh, Jazz is in the back, I thought you were here to see Jazz?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest. “Why are you so worried about why I’m here? I came to see Jazz, but I want to wait for Shawn to come back in so we can talk. We need to stop playing these silly ass childish games.” Leah said, sighing. “What are you even talking about? You and Shawn were never in a relationship to begin with. You dated our teammate Trinton or have you forgotten?” “Shawn already knows that meant nothing, just like him hooking up with one of the girls off my cheer team.” Leah said, and I looked at her like she was out of her mind. Shawn hooked up with her

“But when we meet with the other compounds, you must look like the person in charge.” “I am the person in charge, right?” I needed clarification. She blinks at me, as a loss for words. “I’m just messing with you.” The tightening up her muscles and the tall stance she was giving me told me that she wasn’t ready to admit that fact, just as I wasn’t ready to claim it. “Now is not the time to joke,” she mumbled, taking a deep breath, probably trying to calm her nerves. “And what’s this about other compounds?”

Her aura is strong but this time it's with happiness . “ Really , can I start training with you ?” I shake my head and smile but it's Lex who says “ Seriously Len, most women want diamonds and shopping . Our new Queen wants the gym and to kick our ass in training . Goddess, help our enemies, cause they have no idea what they are up against “ . We all burst out laughing, even Leonor .

While Bailey was only there to raise her profile, she wasn’t going to miss the chance to take advantage of this free opportunity. Once in a competitive setting, her competitive spirit would naturally be ignited. However, she had always been outspoken and flashy in her interactions, and her popularity on the show wasn’t great. Even her teammates often found her hard to tolerate. On the first day of group rehearsals for the skit, she had a disagreement with the team leader. "I don’t think this works. The female lead clearly likes the male lead so much. Why aren’t they arranged to end up together?" ***

He picked up the bear and laughed. "Dad, look! She's even taking the bear you gave her. Isn't this just for show so you'll comfort her?" Terrance immediately gave me a look like he had expected this all along. A sharp sense of humiliation crept up my chest. My hands curled into fists, trembling. I tried to speak, but Stephanie rushed in and cut me off. "This ring is so pretty. It would look amazing on your hand. Are you not wearing it because you don't like it?"

Her brows shot up in question so I gestured to my hands, "I'm not going to run so I don't need to be chained." She snorted, but inevitably grabbed each of the shakes in her hands and shattered them. It surprised me the amount of strength she had in her tiny body but then again, she was the soon the be Alpha of Alpha's. I rubbed the burning flesh, watching as it began healing the second they were free from their restraints. "Broke me out to talk again," I taunted, leveling our eyes. She laughed but there was no humor behind the action, "Yeah, I wish," she jutted her chin forward, "there's a lake not to far from here. You stink and I think that could help the situation."