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Chapter 14:

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"Stupid orphan." Someone says beside me. I snap my head around, quickly examining who they are.

Oh god no, not this early in the morning.

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"Can you please go away from me." I say to our not so queen bee. She may seem like the drama queen of my college but she's not honestly that popular.

The only reason she has everything she wants is because her father owns the college.

I know right? Wanna-be much?

Her name's Josephine Michaelis, also known as my own personal bully.

Along with half of the school.

"Sorry, I meant, how are you Amber?" She says batting her eyelids and trying to look innocent.

"Look, if I wanted to sit around and talk to a son of a moustache like you, I would have asked for it. So please move your little butt out of the way." I say.

"So, you taking anyone to the prom this year? I surely got someone." She says, completely ignoring what I just said.

God, please listen for once Josephine and get it through your thick skull that I hate you and you hate me.

"Let me guess? The cardboard cutout of Liam Payne you made out with last year. God, instagram posts go viral real quick." I reply smartly.

To clear it up, there was a post of her kissing a Liam Payne cutout that cost her half her reputation. Luckily, I mean unluckily, she managed to redeem it back.

"Listen orphan. You better shut that mouth of yours up. You think you're so smart, where in real fact, your not even good enough to get a prom date."

I scoff at her remark. Beach please, I could probably convince one of the guys in One Direction to come with me and guess who you're going with?

Loser High school jocks.

Boring.

She flips her hair and walks away, leaving just on the bell for first period.

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"Ew! What are you doing at my lunch table?!" Josephine exclaims and I chuckle. "First you tell me off when you can't even get a boyfriend and now you steal my seat."

"Everybody wanna steal my seat! Everybody wanna take it's legs away!" I yell, wittily. That enrages her more.

"Get out of my seat you not loved piece of poop!" She yells and I laugh.

That was meant to insult me? Good game I guess?

I totally won that.

"Haha, I'm unloved. So when I'm rich and famous, meeting all the celebs and being on the cover of so many magazines and you're still playing around with high school losers, let's see who's unloved." I reply back smartly.

She frowns and bites her lip.

"Unloved huh?" She asks and I nod. "Meeting celebrities huh?" She says and I nod once again.