everyone,
how entertaining it will be for me when they go out into the real
world and realize their no longer on top of the food
chain.
If you have nothing nice to
say, don’t say anything at all . Right, I
remembered I have those little things called manners, which they've
seemed to forget.
“Did you guys forget your
manners at home?” I replayed what was on my mind.
“We’re sorry, Vanessa but we
can’t stop hearing about the ‘Big titty, black hair hottie’ that
was at Danny’s party last Friday. We didn't know she was your
cousin!” Gretchen replied jealousy oozing out of her
voice.
“Let me get this straight,
you’re being mean to my cousin who by the way you’ve never met or
spoken to before because you’re jealous? And who the hell came up
with that ridiculous name?”
“I don’t know, it doesn't
matter. Vanessa, having one of you was enough to compete with now
there’s two of you. Girls like us don’t have a chance.”
“Viola!” Gretchen hissed
through her teeth.
“Well, it’s the truth.”
Viola testified rolling her eyes at Gretchen while checking on her
manicured nails.
Oh man, this was an awesome
start to my senior year. Not! One: my two friends were completely and utterly
jealous of my cousin. Eh…all right I won't be upset about that
because let’s face it Ava’s out of this world gorgeous. I’m jealous
too but in an, I admire your beauty and envy the way you have so
much confidence sort of jealous, not the vengeful kind. Two: There
seems to be a competition between the three of us I wasn’t aware
of, which was really weird. And three: who the hell came up that
ridiculous nickname? I mean seriously you attend one of the most
prestigious schools in Colorado yet you come up with that?
Sad.
“Guys, I’ll just see you
later.” Smiling tightly I walked away from them, I was so over this
conversation it was time to skedaddle. I left feeling a little more
annoyed, a little less at ease and a whole lot of what the
hell.
Chapter
Seven
Ava
I never really understood
why girls hated each other for no reason. Thing One and Thing Two
obviously didn't know me from Adam yet because of the way I looked
I was instantly an adversary. Whatever happened to getting to know
someone before hating them? Well, to their defense I’d probably
hate me too if I was them. Still, they were complete bitches
towards me, withdrawing myself from the situation wasn’t easy. The
only reason I did was for Vanessa’s sake. They are her two best
friends after all although, how she’s able to befriend such
pretentious stuck-up assholes is beyond me. The hostility inside me
grew making my body shake and clouded my mine. The monstrous hand
that is my vice gripped my throat as the urge drowned the anger I
was feeling and turned it into craving. The three out of four shots
I took weren’t going to be enough to get me through the day. I
figured I wouldn’t need them at all but this school had a way of
making me feel out of sorts. No doubt, I needed to start investing
in more pints not shots. The last shot in my satchel would have to
do until I got home. Scrambling to find the nearest bathroom I made
a sharp turn at a corner and collided with a body; a big hard body
at that.
“Watch where you're going.”
I barked. Watching in slow motion as my textbooks crash against the
floor.
“Ava?” The familiar voice
questioned. Oh, my shit . That voice was in my dreams every night for the past week.
The memory of his bright blue eyes haunted me. His lips. God, those
lips left torched imprints on my skin and his touch; only his touch
was able to obliterate any man who came before him. I couldn't get
this guy out of my head . I hated
it . I was terrified to look up maybe if I
kept ignoring him he’d leave.
“Ava?” He called again. Ugh,
take a hint!
Crouching down to pick up my
books his hand reached over and touched mine. The cloudiness in my
mind dissolved as my senses became highly responsive to his
touch. Get
how entertaining it will be for me when they go out into the real
world and realize their no longer on top of the food
chain.
If you have nothing nice to
say, don’t say anything at all . Right, I
remembered I have those little things called manners, which they've
seemed to forget.
“Did you guys forget your
manners at home?” I replayed what was on my mind.
“We’re sorry, Vanessa but we
can’t stop hearing about the ‘Big titty, black hair hottie’ that
was at Danny’s party last Friday. We didn't know she was your
cousin!” Gretchen replied jealousy oozing out of her
voice.
“Let me get this straight,
you’re being mean to my cousin who by the way you’ve never met or
spoken to before because you’re jealous? And who the hell came up
with that ridiculous name?”
“I don’t know, it doesn't
matter. Vanessa, having one of you was enough to compete with now
there’s two of you. Girls like us don’t have a chance.”
“Viola!” Gretchen hissed
through her teeth.
“Well, it’s the truth.”
Viola testified rolling her eyes at Gretchen while checking on her
manicured nails.
Oh man, this was an awesome
start to my senior year. Not! One: my two friends were completely and utterly
jealous of my cousin. Eh…all right I won't be upset about that
because let’s face it Ava’s out of this world gorgeous. I’m jealous
too but in an, I admire your beauty and envy the way you have so
much confidence sort of jealous, not the vengeful kind. Two: There
seems to be a competition between the three of us I wasn’t aware
of, which was really weird. And three: who the hell came up that
ridiculous nickname? I mean seriously you attend one of the most
prestigious schools in Colorado yet you come up with that?
Sad.
“Guys, I’ll just see you
later.” Smiling tightly I walked away from them, I was so over this
conversation it was time to skedaddle. I left feeling a little more
annoyed, a little less at ease and a whole lot of what the
hell.
Chapter
Seven
Ava
I never really understood
why girls hated each other for no reason. Thing One and Thing Two
obviously didn't know me from Adam yet because of the way I looked
I was instantly an adversary. Whatever happened to getting to know
someone before hating them? Well, to their defense I’d probably
hate me too if I was them. Still, they were complete bitches
towards me, withdrawing myself from the situation wasn’t easy. The
only reason I did was for Vanessa’s sake. They are her two best
friends after all although, how she’s able to befriend such
pretentious stuck-up assholes is beyond me. The hostility inside me
grew making my body shake and clouded my mine. The monstrous hand
that is my vice gripped my throat as the urge drowned the anger I
was feeling and turned it into craving. The three out of four shots
I took weren’t going to be enough to get me through the day. I
figured I wouldn’t need them at all but this school had a way of
making me feel out of sorts. No doubt, I needed to start investing
in more pints not shots. The last shot in my satchel would have to
do until I got home. Scrambling to find the nearest bathroom I made
a sharp turn at a corner and collided with a body; a big hard body
at that.
“Watch where you're going.”
I barked. Watching in slow motion as my textbooks crash against the
floor.
“Ava?” The familiar voice
questioned. Oh, my shit . That voice was in my dreams every night for the past week.
The memory of his bright blue eyes haunted me. His lips. God, those
lips left torched imprints on my skin and his touch; only his touch
was able to obliterate any man who came before him. I couldn't get
this guy out of my head . I hated
it . I was terrified to look up maybe if I
kept ignoring him he’d leave.
“Ava?” He called again. Ugh,
take a hint!
Crouching down to pick up my
books his hand reached over and touched mine. The cloudiness in my
mind dissolved as my senses became highly responsive to his
touch. Get
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