My Cheerleader Has A Gun (gxg)

Chapter 5 "A Sudden Invitation"

Olivia

Monday morning came and I was already changed for school. I came home last night from the hospital after the doctors assured me I was fine, except for few bruises and scrapes and a sprained wrist which totally sucked because it was diminishing my poise. But atleast it wasn't my face took the most damage, just a minor scrape on my forehead, or else I might as well be dead than living a life with a mangled face.

Last night my parents called letting me know they would be back on Wednesday. I was a little angry at them for not calling me sooner but they apologized about it so I let it slip. Honestly, I didn't have even the slightest idea where my parents had gone and frankly I didn't care anymore since I was used to it. They were just so secretive and often kept me in the dark about their business. They were rarely at home and it kind of sucked at first but I got past it as time went by.

With that being said, still I couldn't bring myself to tell them how I almost got killed by some psycho masked girl because I didn't want them to worry. Although I so wanted to ask them for bodyguards, I decided not to since bodyguards didn't know the definition of personal space.

After I was done with my make up, I went out and got in my car and sped off to school. I reached the school in less than 10 minutes and immediately parked the car at the usual spot. One of the perks of being a popular bitch was having a permanent parking spot. No one would really dare take up my parking spot or they would know what was coming for them.

I reached the classroom and as a habit, I pushed open the door without bothering to knock. Mrs. P huffed and glared at me as I made my way to my seat. I was surprised she didn't say something or reprimanded me, I guess she was getting tired of doing that. Good for her.

I smirked at my boyfriend who was checking me out as always before sitting at my chair. Mrs. P continued her discussion a few minutes after and I forced myself to pay attention to her. After some time, my focused swayed when I realized I hadn't notice her familiar face. I looked at her seat and noticed that it was empty. Although I hated her to the guts, I couldn't help but feel disappointed she wasn't around. My mood instantly dampened and the tiny will to listen Mrs. P's freaking discussion was gone. So I ended up doodling on my notebook the entire session.

Lunch came and I was feeling extremely bored that I wanted to cut classes and go home, which was pretty tempting by the way. As usual Brad was becoming touchy and I knew he wanted to make out with me but I wasn't in the mood so I kinda pushed him away and asked for Elle to sit beside me instead. With a scowling face, Brad stood up and walked away. I sighed in relief knowing that no one would bother me when I sleep. Elle on the other hand, continued eating like nothing happened which I was grateful.

"Wake me up when the bell rings," I said before resting my head on my right arm in the table while my left hand with a sprain was well rested beside my head. What I was doing wasn't lady-like for me but I didn't really care as long as I could sleep. I didn't know why I felt dead since this morning. Maybe because I was looking for some drama or someone to argue and Samantha was the only one who could give me that that. She was basically the most interesting thing in this school aside from cheerleading and everything was just plain boring. Did I mention I hated Samantha to the guts? Yeah, but although I hated her, I liked having her around. She was like the spice to my boring bitchy school life.

"Oh my God what happened to her?" Elle uttered beside me.

"What?" I said, looking up at her. Her lips curled up like a pout, pointing to something in front of us. I frowned and looked at to where she was looking and saw Samantha and Sara walking towards their usual table. But what caught me off guard was Samantha limping in every step, there was a short gash on her right cheekbone and near her temple. Like Elle and I, students were looking at them curiously also as Sara held her arm and ushered her to sit. What happened to her? Did someone beat her up or something? Did she get into an accident?