It's Complicated

Chapter 1~Little Miss Perfect

"Abigail! My sweet goddess of love, will you please be mine!" A skinny, nerdy kid stood in front of me with a big bouquet of lavender roses. "I got these flowers because they represent love at first sight and I've loved you for two years ever since I saw you when we first started highschool! Please except my feelings!" I looked down at my watch. I'm gonna be late.

"Look you're wasting my time with this...confession of yours. I'm going to be late for the school's Starbucks Line, I have to be first cause I don't wait with nobody's like you." I flipped my perfectly styled blond hair over my shoulder, bracelets jingling, "toodles!"

Another broken heart to add to my collection. Sometimes even after I reject people they still come back and try it again, I get jocks, nerds, goths, you name it. There's even the occasional girl who has nothing better to do but watch porn and play with herself all day cause she's a lonely bitch. Goodness it's so hard being me. I just want to enjoy my Tall, Half-Caff, Soy Latte At 120 Degrees in peace but I'm always being approached!

I know I'm beautiful, not to brag but my looks are basically perfect. My tall slim figure, the beautiful silky blond hair that goes down to the small of my back and my big green eyes that shine brighter than the emeralds on my neck, and not to mention my lipgloss is poppin and my eyeliner is sharp enough to cut a bitch, my eyebrows stay on fleek and I don't even need to wear falsies cause my eyelashes are naturally thick and lifted, but to all the people in this school my looks are just a bonus. They all only want me for the money my family has. That's why I've never dated anyone, I'm way too good to be used by some lowlife who just wants to become rich and leave me with nothing but a child to raise on my own...just like her.

"Oh my god look! It's little miss perfect! I wonder who's boyfriend she's gonna seduce next!" I turned to look who said that. It was Meghan, she was my self claimed best friend last year but when she found out that her boyfriend only dated her to get closer to me after he dumped her she freaked and started trying to ruin my life but I have way too many fans to be turned against.

That whore won't do shit, "It's not my fault your boyfriend wanted me and not you maybe next time find someone who'll actually deal with that bitchy ass attuite of yours." I replied. Everyone could tell that Mike didn't really like her but she insisted that he was the perfect guy and would never do anything to hurt her. News flash I guess he was just another fuck boy wanting to get into my pants, or rather my back account.

I got my tall, half caff, soy latte and walked to my first class. Ew math. Maybe I should just skip today. I could skip everyday if I really wanted to, it's not like it's going to affect my record or my grades with daddy owning this place and all.

        I walked into class after the bell rung, "Late again I see Miss Daniels." Spoke Mr. Darwin when he saw me. I just ignored him, he won't mark me down late anyways. I took my seat and felt the stares of everyone in the classroom. It was the usual stares of envy, jealousy, and the usual lust.

        That's how the rest of my morning classes went, just people staring and whispering like they have nothing better to do. Lunch wasn't any better Katie and Kaylee just gossip about some hot guy that helped Kaylee get home a few months back at this party. I think his name was like Logan or Ryan something along those lines. I wasn't really paying attention. Whatever.

        Sometime during their conversation I got bored, got up and left. Right after the bell rung for class. I had Chemistry now and that shit fucking sucks. I could care less about the periodic table and making Harry Potter potions or whatever the fuck; the only class that is even the least bit endurable is History. It's an easy class and there's something about it that peaks my interests. The late bell rang and once again I was late to class, now I'm going to have to hear about this from daddy. I don't know why he cares so much. It's not like it's his education.