When bitchy introvert Gia DeVera goes to the schools smartest kid Harleigh Dior for tutoring in everything except for Literacy, their high school lives take an unusual turn, for greater. Friendship blooms, and relationships are in the distance, not...
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I fucking hate school.. Was what went through the head of 19 year old senior student Gia DeVera, as she stepped foot onto the premises of the school she and many other students attended. She walked in, her hands shoved into the pockets of her black baggy pants, as her feet took her to her assigned locker. She doesn't understand why high schoolers must wake up extra early to be here if we all are basically brain dead until lunch or even the end of the day.
Enough of that, she punched in the combination to her locker, which was more difficult because of the group of dumb junior and senior jocks next to her locker. They were shoving each other around and talking about freshmen girls who are hot, and who aren't. Disgusting pigs she thought once more, biting on her lip piercing to prevent her from snapping on them and getting her suspended once again. Before putting her bag into the locker, which she finally opened without the assistance of banging one of the jocks head on it repeatedly, she pulled out a singular binder and a pen and shoved her bag in and slammed her locker closed. This resulted in a yelp from one of the jocks, who kind of went quiet from this and simply stared at Gia as she walked off. They were probably staring at her ass, thinking about that made her shudder in disgust.
Yeah they better shut the fuck up, she thought once more to herself. If one couldn't tell by now, Gia is a introverted asshole. She made her way to class, binder and pen in one hand while the other back in her pocket. The bell rang, but she was in no rush, because instead of turning left like she usually does to go to class, she went right with the intention of skipping a couple of minutes and ran into none other than 'miss perfect' herself.
Harleigh Sevyn fucking Dior.
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"Fuck me.." Gia mumbled to herself from seeing the tall 5'10 teenager compared to her 5'2 stature.
"Gia! What are you doing here? You should be on your way to class like everyone else!" Harleigh rushed out, seeming to pull down at her greyish blue jacket downward towards her crotch. The shorter girl noticed this, and raised an eyebrow in a curious yet irritated manner.
"First off, this is the school hallway, not the fucking restroom," she started, gesturing a hand around them which heated up the cheeks of the darker skinned female. "and second, I could be asking you the same thing.." She older teen said to her, shifting her weight from one foot to the other as she observed the taller teen. "So, you mind telling me what you are doing out of class, Harleigh." She said, her hand lifting and gesturing towards the taller girl in front of her.
