The Shot Gun Wedding

"Please tell me that slut ain't sleeping with my man." I heard a student said beside me.

Bitch what man are you talking about? Everyone in Eastwood High are boys and girls. No fúcking man involve.

I slammed my locker close after bringing out my essential English textbook. The annoying noise suddenly quieted down and only a few students still murmuring and I knew why.

Stephanie Black must be making an entrance.

When I turned around to look, it was just like I thought. I shook my head as I watch her flip her hair while catwalking towards me.

"It's almost time for class, friend. The fuck are you still doing here?" She asked me, I chuckled and intertwined my fingers with hers.

I've been schooling in Eastwood High for years now and ever since I started I've been trying to stay out of trouble, it worked for the first few years but last year Stephanie took an interest in me.

"I was just grabbing my textbook for Mr Hillary's class." I responded as we walk down the hallway, all eyes on us as we walk along.

Who wouldn't look?

I was the daughter of a street food seller and she was the daughter of a billionaire and a legendary basketball player, we were completely different, but just like they say, opposite do attract.

Our friendship started because I saw her wallet fall off her backpack and being the kind of person that I am, I took it to her. She was moved by my action and a week later she approached me for a lunch date, that was how our friendship started.

Even though we were friends I refused to take handouts from her, I befriended her for her and not her money.

Steph smiled brightly when she saw her boyfriend, Ray, walking towards us.

She kissed his lips and wipe his bottom lip with her thumb. "Your lips are very kissable, my love."She said and I rolled my eyes.

I was not jealous. No way. She just like flaunting Ray anytime we were all together and it's getting tiring.

Ray was the son of a senator, someone of her calliber. I would never have a boy that wants me, I mean, I won't want me too when I could just go after the rich girls.

I didn't come here to date. My mother wanted the best for me, she wanted me to be educated since she wasn't, she wanted me to attend the best school in the city despite our financial situation. She took loans, stood in the sun, ran after buses in traffic just to send me to Eastwood High, I would be nothing but a dumb bitch if I forget all that.

"Hi, Elsa." Ray greeted me with a wink. I smiled at him and kept it pushing. When we got to our English class, Ray pushed the door open and we all walk in but we couldn't escape Mr Hillary's alertness. He looked up from his desk and furrowed his eyebrows, I could see through my lenses how his brows pull together in a deep frown while he watch us.

"Nice to see that you're late to my class again, Miss Black, Miss Jameson and Mr Hilton."He grumbled.

I hung my head in shame as I walked towards an empty chair.

You have to get it together, Elsa.

Remember who you got your name after. A brave queen who look out for herself and her family.

I have to do the same. I can't let Steph influence my actions that isn't a good look, I thought to myself.