Hating Miss Popular, Kenzhie A. [books for 20 year olds txt] 📗

Chapter three: The threat

 

 

From: Someone hating Miss Popular

Subject: SLUT!!!

T0: Sydney Wood

YOU ARE A SLUT AFTER ALL...

 

I frowned at my phone's screen after reading the email. It's not as if my first time to receive such a message or email. I've done some pretty mean things to a lot of people so I am not surprised to receive a lot of hate from my Hater's club. The thing is, I'm frigging pissed and sleepless because of that jerk Cole and receiving this crap is making me more pissed off.

"What's wrong, ma chére? You don't like your salad?" My mom asked me with a worried look when she saw me staring at my phone intently and not touching my breakfast.

"Nothing." I replied with a smile. Her face furrowed and scanned my face.

"You look awful. Didn't you sleep well last night? Your eyes have terrible dark circles." She commented with a disapproving look. My face turned sour. Oh, hell no.. Jacqueline Babineaux will definitely force me to take her awful beauty supplements-crap! "I will tell my secretary later to bring you some of the vitamins and healthy drinks that will bring a glow to your skin and will get rid of your stress." I just nodded, feeling dreadful as the thought of consuming those awful-taste-like-a-puke detoxifying drinks clouded my mind. I placed my phone in my blue Saint Laurent Alligator Betty bag and started digging my salad. I was halfway finished when my phone rang. I ignored it, but it kept on ringing and my mom stared at me, wondering, so I unwillingly answered it without even looking at the caller.

"Hello Sydney.." My mouth fell as I heard a familiar creepy-hoarse voice from my favorite thriller movie, The Scream.

"What the fuck---"

"Sydney! Watch your language!" My mom gaped at me looking mortified at my foul language. She looked around and sighed a relief when the maids are not around. She's scared that the maids will gossip about my foul manners and the news will spread in the public since I'm already considered a public figure.

"I'm sorry mom." I said and excused myself from the table. I went to the living room so my mom can't hear me. "Who the hell are you?" I asked the unknown caller firmly. There was no answer. Just dead silence so I decided to click the end button when I heard a chuckle from a very annoying yet familiar voice. "Cole!" I hissed softly, not wanting my mom to hear me.

"God! You gave me a good laugh, Syd." Cole said through his laughter.

"How the hell did you get my number?" I asked calmly, but I really want to hit him if he's just in front of me.

"That's a secret." He answered huskily. I've got a hunch that he took my number from my phone yesterday when I was unconscious at his place.

"Whatever." I ended the call. It rang again, but I put my phone in silent mode and went back to the breakfast table.

"Who was that?" My mom inquired, looking curious as always.

"Nothing. Just a prank caller." I lied. My phone vibrated and a text message appeared. I opened it and my eyes widen at the message.

M @ ur front porch, babe

Letz go 2 skul 2geder

I brought ur car wd me

Hurry up or I'll knock

on ur door

I stood up hastily and grabbed my bag from the chair and kissed my mom on her cheek.

"I gotta go, mom. Something came up at school. Catch you up later." I said hurriedly and sprung to the door, hearing Jacque's lecture about walking gracefully but I just ignored it. I saw Cole, leaning on the wall with a smirk on his annoyingly handsome face.

"Morning, Syd. Did you sleep well last night?" I know he's teasing me because of what happened last night. I blushed uncontrollably as I remembered the kiss. I saw his naughty grin and it made me furious. I pulled his hand harshly away from the front porch and to the front of my parked car. "Hey! Be gentle with me, babe." He complained, but is laughing annoyingly.

"Give me my car key." I ordered and looked at him sternly. I didn't realize that my car key was missing until now. He might have taken it yesterday. I'm thankful though, since I didn't have the trouble of calling the tow service.

"Uh-uh... Let's go together. I'll drive you and since I didn't bring my own car, you don't have a choice, but to stick your ass with me for a lil while, Miss Popular." He gave me a devilish smile. I've just thought of a good plan.

"OK. But I'll drive. Give me my keys. Please..?" I begged and smiled at him sweetly while touching his arm. He looked a bit taken aback by my sudden action. I almost burst out laughing when I saw him gulp and sighed. Stupid! I want to scream in his face, but I was glad that he seemed to have taken my bait.

"Alright. I can't say no to such a pretty girl in front of me begging." He smiled boyishly and scratched his jaw. He looks so damn cute right now and my cold heart wants to meltdown but I won't. I shook my head and reached for the car key. He turned to the passenger's door but I stopped him.

"Wait!"

"What?" He looked at me, confused. I reached for his neck and acted like I'm going to kiss him. "H-hey. I didn't know you like me that much---Awww! Goddammit!" He hissed, looking pained when I kicked his left foot. I hurriedly got in my car and locked the doors, but I let the passenger's window a bit open, enough for him to hear me.

"Oh, I'm so sorry baby, but I won't let my sexy ass stick with you even for a second and I've been dying to kick your ass, Harrison. You should be thankful it was only your foot. Next time you wouldn't imagine where I'll kick you..." I stared at his face and down to his fly, oblivious of his dark expression. I gave him a sinister laugh, then fired my engine. I left him standing on the driveway. Ha! Got what you deserved, jerk! I smiled while looking at the rear mirror.

 

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"Hi, Syd!" Lisa called me from behind.

"Hey. What's up?"

"Are you up for a wild party tonight?" Lisa beamed at the mention of the word, wild party. She's a party animal of the group.

"Yeah, why the hell not? It can ease up some stress." I smiled at her.

"You? Stressed? You've gotta be kidding me!" She said with an exaggerated look. I just rolled my eyes at her.

"Do I look like a robot to you, Lis? It's just that the Winter Collection Fashion show at HS is coming so I'm kinda bit pressured by my mom. You know Jacque can be so demanding and all." I lied partly, of course. I've never felt stressed about my work but, it's partly true about being pressured by mom though.

"Yeah. I think it's cool to have a mom like her but, she's kinda scary at times too." She giggled, but pushed a short and skinny girl who almost collided with her. I simply ignored it. Lisa is the meanest of us all. I meant that literally. She hurts others physically. As for me, I'm more of a bossy type. If I think someone is against me, I scare them, but it's all talk. I've never hurt anyone... Except....

"Hey baby!" Cole wrapped his arms around my waist, surprising me and making all the hairs of my body stand because of anger. How dare he do this to me in front of many people! I panicked as almost all the students in the hallway are staring at us. Some are even taking pictures! I harshly removed his arms, but he tightened his grip around me almost suffocating me.

"This is for kicking me and this is..." He whispered and kissed my cheek. "..for leaving me behind."

"What the hell! Let me go you, Jerk!" I heard him laugh before he let me go and ran away from me. He winked at me before completely disappearing from my sight. My face is all red because of anger and embarrassment.

"Whoa! What the frigging hell was that, Syd?" Lisa squeaked after recovering from a shock.

"That idiot needs to be taught a lesson. Let's go. We need a meeting." I walked off and Lisa followed me. "What are you still looking at?! Beat it losers!" I hissed at the annoying students who are still staring at me, murmuring and gossiping with each other. They all scrambled away from me.

 

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"What's up, Syd?" Lucy spoke up first, looking curious as ever though I'm sure that they already know the reason as some of the annoying students tweeted a picture of me and Cole. Samantha, Lisa, Carol, Audrey, Patty, and Lucy are sitting on our favorite bench at school waiting for me to speak. I exhaled a mouthful of air before speaking.

"I guess you already know why we're having this meeting. I can't tolerate this Harrison guy anymore. He needs to learn his place. So, we need to plan on how to teach him a lesson." I said tersely.

"Syd, I think you're overreacting---" Lucy started, but I cut her off.

"Overreacting?! That guy has been harassing me since yesterday!" I hissed at her and I saw Lucy bit her lip. I can be frightening at times so I can't blame her.

"So, what do you want us to do?" Audrey asked excitedly. I smiled at her. I like Audrey since she's always up for anything I ask without complaining.

"Here's the plan...."

 

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I was walking toward my last period when my iPad buzzed. I lazily checked the email.

 

From: Someone hating Miss Popular

Subject: You mean whore!

T0: Sydney Wood

I HATE YOU!

YOU ARE A MEAN EVIL BITCH!

YOU SHOULD DIE!!!!!!!!!

 

"What the hell.." I frowned after reading the email. There's an attachment and I opened it curiously. I gasped in shock as I saw my blown-up picture covered in blood and there's a bold text of a word DIE on my forehead. I angrily looked around, but there's no one but me on the hallway. I flinched and almost screamed when someone touched my arm.

"Hey. What's wrong? You look pale." Cole looks worried and somehow I felt relieved that he's here. The recent email I've received creeps me out a bit.

"It's nothing." I whispered and averted my eyes from his questioning, keen eyes.

"OK, but you know you can talk to me anytime if you have something in your mind. That's if you want to.." He smiled boyishly and scratched his jaw. That habit of his is kinda distracting, but I was kinda taken aback by his offer. I mean, nobody has ever told me or offered me something like that before. I guess my friends are just thinking about fashion, money, fame, boys, and what mean things can they do to others---speaking of which--Carol is fast approaching us with something colorful on her hands and acted like she accidentally tripped and threw the colorful liquid on Cole's face and shirt. Now, he's dripping wet and messy.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry.." Carol looked at Cole with her puppy dog eyes. She's our best actress. I should give her an Oscar award but I don't know