4. Typical mean girl

Nadetta pov.

The same day, as I was getting out of my last lesson and was heading towards the door, I once again, heard my name being called. But not by the same voice.

It was still feminen, but I wanted to ignore it nonetheless. But just like Hailey, this voice called me again. But this one didn't chase me. It expected me to turn around and come to it.

I didn't. I proceeded to walk to my car. While I was unlocking my black Kia sportage, the voice decided to come over to me.

" Nadetta. I was calling you." The voice said. Just from the way she was speaking, I could guess what type of person this voice belongs to.

"Oh really?" I said with a sad tone. "Oh well. No point in talking to someone, who sent you to voice mail." I didn't even turn around to look at her. All I want, is to go back home and watch fruits basket.

"Look at me, when you're talking to me. And don't try to act smart." she was obviously getting annoyed.

"I prefer being like this. As in, not seeing you." I walked to the back of my car and threw my school bag into the back. "And for me not 'acting smart', I haven't even started acting."

"Girl, know your place. You're a newbie, so don't come into this school acting like you own the place, when just a few weeks ago, you didn't even know this place existed."

"You're right, I didn't know this shit hole of a school existed. Just proves how little the school is worth." I finally turned around to look at the person.

She was pretty, I'll give her that. Her blonde long hair was, as I can see, pretty well looked after. Her clothes wasn't anything special. Just a tank top, a skirt and some heels. The typical white mean girl.

"How dare you say that?! Do you even know whom you're talking to?"

"No. And I could care less. Now get out of the way, unless you want to be crushed, just like your dreams of talking to me." I said politely. I didn't want the girl to feel butthurt.

"You're talking to the daughter of the principal of the school." she sounded so proud. I almost feel bad for the girl.

"And that is supposed to mean something to me?"

"I could get you out of here as quickly as you got here." once again, sounded so proud of herself.

Her answer made me scoff. "OK, look here, sweetheart. I know you're proud of your daddy for being the principal. But I know my rights as a student. Honey, my mom is a lawyer, my father is a well know entrepreneur. So if you want to play the parent game, let's do it. But I can already tell you, you'll lose. So get out of my way. Because just like your dad can get me out of here, wich he can't, 'cause the principal has to have a reason to throw a student out, wich he doesn't, my dad can just as quickly buy you, your dad, your house and your school." I got into my car and drove off, after she took a few steps back.

" That's what I thought. " I said looking through the side mirror of my car.

...~...

Just as I got home and went up to my room, my brother, Brandon, decided to FaceTime me. Brandon is three years older than me, he's 20, his birthday is just in a few weeks. He goes to a business school in New York. He's supposed to take over my father's business after my dad retires. But I want that position as well.

" Hey lil sis, how was school?"

"Oh God. Don't even get me started. I wish I could be back in New York with you, dad and my cats."

I miss my family back in New York. I love my mom, but we've never been too close to each other. She barely called to check up on me, when I lived in NY.

" Well, on the bright side, you'll be coming back home in just a couple of days." He smiled.

" What? On Friday? Why?"

"Did you forget about dad's cocktail party?! Friday, after school, I'll be waiting for you in the private jet and we'll go straight home."

"I totally forgot about it! I can't wait! I want to see you all so bad."

"Yes. I miss you so much, too. I can't wait to be a cool brother and pick you up from your school in a car, they've probably dreamt of." as you can see, me and my brother are pretty proud of what position in society we take. "My friend is calling me right now. But I'll talk to you tomorrow."

A/n

I know, I said I'll be uploading on Mon/Wed/Fri and I didn't upload on Monday. I had a Russian test, that I had to get ready for. I'll try not to miss Friday.

Also, by the way Nadetta said "Tipical white mean girl", maybe you've guessed that Nadetta is not white. Well, we'll have to find out, won't we?

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