Slave to the Geek (Discontinued)

Chapter 4: Drama queens run the world

Rori Everhart

After my close encounter with the Alexander Clarke I couldn't shake off the butterflies whirling in my stomach. What if he tells? What if everyone at school knows? Oh my gosh, then I'll have to transfer schools and leave Violet and Elle. God no. No, no, no! There's only one solution to this problem, I'll tell Miles to kill him and dump the body somewhere else. Yes, that works. Do you hear yourself Rori? Get a grip and get dressed for school, I thought as I threw off my comforter and made my way across my bedroom.

I threaded my fingers through my messy morning curls. I'm at a breaking point where I just wanna rip my hair out in frustration. Obviously it has no respect for me, I know I sound like a whiny drama queen but believe me when I say my hair hates me to the point it will never ever do as I want.

I raised my head slowly and stared at myself in the mirror. I got the biggest eye bags the world has yet to see, due to my lack of sleep and my morning hair is not making that any better. I even wiped off a line of dried drool on my cheek, gross. If anyone saw me like this, it would be worse than my secret getting out. I hate mornings.

Letting out a big sigh, I padded for the bathroom and stripped off my SpongeBob printed pajamas before stepping into the shower. The warm water hitting my skin was relaxing and I felt myself unwinding; my tense and aching muscles relaxing under the hot water.

After 15 minutes I got out and slipped into a pair of jeans that were unflattering baggy in some parts and pulled on a plain white shirt along with a knitted vest. I tied my hair in a low ponytail with the help of my bright pink scrunchy and for the finishing touch, my black rimmed glasses. I looked in the mirror making sure my outfit as "nerdy" enough.

I jogged downstairs to be greeted by Miles and his ever so stoic expression as he held out my canvas messenger bag "Good morning," I greeted, taking the bag in my hands.

"Good morning Miss," He led me into the dining room. "You have about ten minutes to have your breakfast because you are running late today." I looked up at him with an are you serious look. He gave me a sly smile. "No pressure."

I shook my head lightly, smiling to myself. After downing the rest of my orange juice I was set and finished just on time. I headed outside to wait for Violet and Elle to pick me up. They arrived shortly.

"Morning Rori!" Elle chirped from the back seat. Ellie is not under any circumstances allowed to ride in the passenger seat especially not when Violet's driving, someone will get hurt.

"Get on princess or we'll be late," Violet stated calmly. I laughed before hopping on. Elle started talking about giraffes along the ride. It went on and on for about ten minutes before we finally arrived at the school's parking lot. None of them really noticed us since they're too preoccupied with their cliques and I was cool with that. The less attention the better.

The school bell rang and we parted ways. I groggily headed to my Physics class and settled next to Winston. He was part of the jocks. We never really acknowledged each other unless we needed to. I took my seat before Ms. Raster came in and started discussing about the speed of light and what not.

By the time the clock hit noon, the bell rang signaling for lunch. Elle and Violet were waiting outside the classroom for me. "Today's meat loaf day, did Miles pack you anything good?" Violet asked. We loath the cafeteria. It has the most inedible food ever, especially on meat loaf day. They serve this disgusting gunk and expect us to waste our three dollars on it.

"Knowing him he probably did." I replied. We took our usual spot in the corner of the room, away from all the drama and ridiculousness that came along with high school. I unzipped my bag and saw three sandwiches inside Ziploc bags with labels. I took them out and wiggled it happily at Elle and Violet.