Beware the Sting of a Wasp

Beware the Sting of a Wasp [1]

"There they are...They're so sexy aren't they...?" Willow, my idiotic younger sister swooned, watching the famously known triplets walk through our school.

"Mhm," I hummed, not even bothering to look up from my book as we ate. I was only sitting here because the library wasn't open today due to some sort of rodent sighting.

"Honestly Sonnet, how can you not look at them?!" One of Willow's mindless minions asked me while eyeing the triplets as they sat with a few other kids. I didn't need to look up to know that she was practically drooling over them.

"Easy. I focus my brain power on something useful. Now I know it's hard for you to use what little cells you have, so why don't you start with reading a menu or something and work your way up," I said sweetly, causing a red blotch to form on her already unattractive yet flawless face.

"Careful, don't want to make yourself any more ugly than you already are with a vain or angry marks. I heard that's what you girls obsess over now a days." If she wasn't red before, she was the shade of an angry cherry by now.

"You're such a freaking bitch!!" Clarissa—or whatever her name actually was—snapped, getting up before storming off. A guy went after her, probably her boyfriend or something. I couldn't really care less though, so I turned my attention to my book and ignored the stares we were getting.

"Sonnet!! You can't just say that to people! Why do you have to be such a freak?! Go apologize!" Willow screeched, honestly hitting a pitch that I'm sure only dogs could hear. Well, at least I was a bitch right?

"Can't. Too busy turning oxygen into carbon dioxide. Y'know, hard work and all that," I said, not bothering to look her in the eyes as I read. This was exactly why I stayed in the library. I hated my sister's mindless friends and all those who worshipped the triplets themselves. 

It wasn't long before the bell saved me from the misery also known as my sister and her table of horn-dogs and brainless Barbie dolls. I had studyhall this period, so I decided to head to my locker where of course, Willow followed.

"Why are you just...so...so...so...uGH. You wonder why they call you a modern day Shrew!"

"They don't call me that. Mr. DeNatello did once in English class. All those other simpletons probably weren't even listening, and if they were, they probably didn't get the reference. I am nothing like Kate because in the end, Katherine was head over heels for her beloved husband and felt he could do no wrong. She was stronger single hence why I have no interest in romance," I said simply, continuing to walk.

Willow glanced over to somewhere before silently gasping. "Shshshs oh. Em. Gee Sonnet shut up for a second I think Circi just looked at me!! Homygod he's so sexy!"

Sure enough, when I glanced over, all three triplets now had their eyes on us. One of them, I noticed, was clinging to some other guy. I couldn't tell which triplet it was though. They all looked so similar from afar and honestly I couldn't care less who was who anyway.

"I don't really care. They aren't that cute-"

My sister gasped. "They are literally gods!! Look at them!" As she rambled, I continuously could feel the annoyance bubble up more and more.

"They are literally perfect and everyone loves them. You're just too busy being an inimical bitch to realize how sexy they are."

I finally snapped.

"Ha! At least I have enough sense to not waste my time stalking three fuck boys who happen to look alike. Oh gee wow yes they're so cute let me just throw away my life, grades, and time and become a creepy stalker chick! Meanwhile they are going on about their lives not even caring to learn anyone's name unless they're close because they aren't some perfect creation by god, dammit Willow they are just annoying, smug, idiotic teenage boys like the rest of them in this damn school! You're being pathetic. I for one would rather die than be associated with those three highschool has-beens waiting to happen. Band? They'll probably end up as future gas station attendants, or work at McDonalds."