Pain In The Neck(Undergoing serious edition)

Mark Of The Undead chapter 1

 Ariana’s POV

 “Payback’s a bitch!” I shouted to Dawson as I walked towards my locker, laughing triumphantly. Melissa stood there, staring at us expressionless, and after a few seconds decided to follow me.  She has had a crush on him from the moment she saw him and I could tell she was also jealous of the way I played with him.

Well, pretty much every girl in my school drooled over him, except for me of course…..

Okay, so maybe that was a bit of a lie.

“Wow, you guys are something,” Melissa signed as she leaned against the cold, metallic locker doors. I grinned as I put the combination into the lock and opened the scratched green-painted door. The lockers were thin and surrounded the hallway that buzzed with people. Such people as Haley and Sophie, who walked towards Melissa and I.

 “Halloo” Haley and Sophie sung simultaneously, drawing the word out. Sophie was looking excessively sexy and skanky as usual; with goody-two-shoes Haley tagging behind her. They were both twins and they basically do everything together although they couldn’t be more different.

“Hey,” I said back to them flashing my teeth along with Melissa.

“Did you guys hear?” Sophie whisper-shouted, acting as if the world was ending.

Yes, the queen of gossip has come again, I thought whilst rolling my eyes in humor.

 “Hear, what?” Melissa questioned frustrated, obviously thinking the same thing as I was.

“Our royal highness is pregnant,” she smirked. I knew instantly who the royal highness was, there was only one person dubbed as such.

“You mean Britney?” I asked.

“Yep, I was like whaaaht” she added dramatically, attempting to get a shocked expression on her face, with her hand over her mouth plus her eyes widening.

“Wow, she was so holy, though.”I said really amazed that, Britney herself, the girl who I was accustomed to preaching about marriage before sex, was actually pregnant.

 “Don’t believe her so soon Ari, she could be making this up for all we know.” Haley rolled her eyes.

“Whatever Hales, I ain’t making it up I swear,” she said sincerely. Just then, a group of girls passed us talking about the same thing. Sophie turned to us with a ‘I told you so’ look. The topic didn’t come back up but I didn’t question Sophie again. We chatted for a while before the bell rang and we each went for class.

 Later today in gym our coach instructed us to play badminton, instead of the usual volleyball. The gym was only large enough for three singles to be played at once, so I decided to sit out the first two rounds.

 As I was sitting on the bench waiting for the next round, I got a chance to see Dawson work those hands of his. He was depressingly good as he destroyed my friend, Jenna, without even breaking a sweat.

After class, I continued my mission on playing pranks on Dawson.

From the moment we met, Dawson and I have been playing tricks and pranks on each other.  Some harmless, some incredibly painful.

Once, he conned my mother into giving him a particularly ugly picture of a five-year-old-version of me playing in the mud.  What did he do then? The unthinkable, printing it in the school’s newspaper with a quote ‘your halo is slipping’. It was really embarrassing for me that I put mustard into his milkshake as a payback.

 Later he stole my sports’ bra hanging it from the flagpole. To retaliate, I set him up on a date with not one, not two, but three different girls on the same night. Surprisingly he seemed extremely troubled about it, which was exactly to my delight.