One high school, five teenagers, an unlimited amount of chaos.
After a storm wipes out Wilkinson High, Rowena Salone and the entirety of her classmates are forced to relocate to the next closest school in their district. Being the new girl isn't so...
I frown at her as she passes me a look from over her shoulder. "I heard he was a good player on a tragic team, and I heard you like to punch people for fun. I wasn't at that soccer game when these rumors started but the guy you jumped was named Adam."
"Adam? Adam... Where have I heard that name before?" Oh shit, now I remember. I guess he wasn't asking Cyrus about me because he thought I was cute. How disappointing.
"Anyway, I don't judge you for having anger issues-"
"I don't have anger issues." I defended, "I just don't take other people's bullshit."
"No, you're right, that's what I mean. I admire you for that."
The tone of her voice made me a little sad for her. I thought Natalie was nice. She was the first person to come up to me and introduce herself while I sat by myself on those bleachers. The thought of people stepping all over her didn't rub me the right way.
"This is it," she announced as we stepped into the threshold of a computer lab. There were five students in here already, all crowded around one screen that looked like the makings of next week's paper.
"Guys, this is Rowena. I want to show her around and convince her to become our new photographer."
"Oh hey I know you," said one of the girls around the computer.
"Yeah hey, you're Lillian right?" My tone is absolutely fake as shit right now. I knew her very well. She was from Wilkinson High and was one of the categorized fake bitches.
"How's Cyrus doing? I heard he made the soccer team."
HoWs CYruS dOinG I hEaRd hE MaDE tHe sOcCEr tEaM. Yeah and I'm doing just fine myself you squeaky-voiced ass kisser, thanks for asking.
"Fine. Just fine." I hope my smile didn't look too sarcastic.
Someone cleared their throat, a boy amongst the group. "Hi Rowena, I'm Tucker."
Tucker. Hah, Tucker the Fucker.
Row, literally shut up he barely said five words to you, don't you dare make fun of him.
"Nice to meet you, Tucker."
"and that's Michelle, and then that's Jasmine I was telling you about."
Michelle smiled and Jasmine got up from her chair to talk to me.
"So you're going to be the new me. Do you have your own camera?"
"Nothing outside of my phone."
She just shook her head, as if she was telling me nevermind. "Come here let me show you something."
We walked to the back of the room and she picked a camera off a desk. "This is the school's camera, we can use it anytime for any school-related pictures. They even restock the memory cards for us."
I took it from her hands as she offered it to me, and I was absolutely speechless. I had been begging my dad for a camera of my own, but I hadn't exactly done my best to earn one.
It was the closest thing I had to a legit camera, and it was perfect.
"Can I try it?" I asked hesitantly.
"Go for it."
"Okay," I realized everyone was watching us then, all four of them from the other side of the room. I looked to Jasmine and an idea popped in my head.
"How about I get one from all of you guys? We can make it a little going away thing for Jasmine. We can stick it on a cake or something if it comes out decent."
"I love that idea!" Lillian said a little too sweetly for me, "That's so genius of you Rowena."
You see that's how I just know she's fake as fuck, considering my idea was basic as balls. But I just put on my best smile and waited for them to arrange themselves in a ready pose.
And yes, the picture sure as hell did come out worthy enough to print on a cake.
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