TASHADear God....As they drag the protesting Jason out, the entire students trudge behind, taking pictures with their phones, whispering and asking all sorts of questions. The school guards quickly move into action and crowd control, blocking the main entrance and allowing only the police officers and Jason to pass through.Principal Salazar appears from nowhere with a pair of other school guards that clear the way for her as she quickly rushes to the main entrance. She looks angry and utterly devastated as she follows the police officers out, dialing frantically on her phone."Okay everyone! Back inside please!" Vice Principal Martins's voice breaks into the air from the microphone, calling out to everybody. "DJ, start the music!"As the muttering loud crowd slowly begins to calm down and focus on the fast tempo music now playing, I remain glued to my spot. Trying to understand what the hell just happened a few minutes ago.I feel Nate's hand slip into mine, wrapping around my fing
FEW MONTHS LATERTASHAToday, Nate just got signed into one of the biggest professional fighting leagues. To say that I am super happy and proud of him will be an understatement compared to how thrilled I am right now.After everything, he finally made it. He is finally on the right track to pursue what he loves.And so am I.After overdoses of caffeine, my mum's prayers, Nate's endless support and encouragement and tons of my sleepless nights spent on panicking and drafting the best essay possible that I prayed to be my winning ticket into my dream university, I finally made it in.I got accepted into CalArts to study photography. I have always wanted to be a professional photographer. To see the beauty of the world through the lens and possibly have my own photo gallery and maybe even a bigger photo art museum someday in the future.Getting accepted into my dream school is my first valid, bold step towards achieving that dream.I am sure my dad is super proud of me."Here you go." N
TASHA"Shit Jason! Right there! Fuck me harder! Fuck!"I halt in my tracks, the familiar female voice chilling my blood to ice. The air in my lungs evaporates the instant my eyes land on the half naked bodies of the two people I thought were my best friend and boyfriend fucking each other's brains out like their lives depend on it."Keep your voice down Diane, someone might hear you.""Shut up Jason and just fuck me!"My vision starts to blur. Everything in my head and around me starts to spin. I want to shout, but I feel like I am in this weird dream where only the loud moans of Jason and Diane are permitted to be heard and listened to.I try to force my legs to move, but I am pinned to where I stand. Jason is naked from his waist downwards, banging his dick right into Diane's cunt on the brown mahogany desk in the center of the empty physics lab. Diane, my fucking ass best friend, has her breasts slamming against his bare chest. Her bra, crop top and panties are scattered on the floo
TASHA"You fucking piece of shit!" I scream, yanking my bag off my shoulders to the floor before lurching towards Diane, the fucking bitch I thought was my fucking bestfriend. I sink my fingernails into her dirty blonde hair and drag on the strands with all my strength, yelling my lungs out.This slimy bitch has been stabbing me in the back all along, getting her pussy digged with my boyfriend's cock while pretending to sympathize with me over the relationship problems between Jason and I.And speaking of that fucking asshole Jason, I am still getting to his case later.Loud cheers and boos from the other students echo throughout the atmosphere of the hallway as Diane and me drag and pull mercilessly at each other."Let me go you crazy bitch!" Diane yells, her hands trying to untangle my tight grip on her hair. Did she just call me a bitch?My brain spikes, and I finally lose it. All of it. My grip on her hair tightens as I pull her backwards with me. With all my fucking strength, I
TASHAWhen I arrive home, I dump my school bag on the sofa and proceed to the kitchen to wash my hands.I have never fought before in school. I can get into fights anywhere, but fighting on school grounds is off limits. That was one rule of mine that I made to myself to keep. However, today, I broke that single rule, and I am certain that I will be made to pay for it no matter what."Tasha!" I hear my mum yell my name.Oh fuck no! Why is she home already? Her chef working hours at the restaurant down the street doesn't end until 6pm.And why do I have the feeling that she already kn—"What the hell happened in school today?! What is going on with you?!" She yells again as she enters the kitchen, clutching her phone in her hand."Mum I can expl—""How could you stoop so low?! Fighting a girl in school over a boy?!" Her beautiful blue eyes blaze as she spits out the words in anger."He isn't just any random fucking boy mum! Jason was my boyfriend!"My mum bobs her head back a bit. Her e
NATE"Young man, what is this?" My father snaps, dropping my Maths test result on the dinning table like some piece of shit.Well, in actual sense, the test result is a total piece of shit. But what is my shitty Maths test result doing here on the dinning table when it should be safely hidden in my bag?"Answer me Nathaniel!" He barks, slamming his palm on the table, the action rattling the plates and the candelabras on the dinning table.I wonder why is he getting so worked up on my test result like he fucking cares."Antonio calm do–""Don't tell me to calm down Suzie."One fucking interesting fact about Dad is that no matter how angry he is, he still calls my mum Suzie and not Susan.But in my case, he goes all rogue, and even yells out my full name with disgust. His thick eyebrows arch, his blue eyes darken, and his nostrils flare up like they are about to combust into flames."Answer me you ungrateful spoilt brat!""It is my Maths test result." I shrug, picking at the blue berries
TASHAMy mum's car pulls into the senior parking lot. She turns off the car's engine and adjusts her hair and makeup while looking at the side mirror.I know she wants to look all posh and serious in front of Principal Salazar, and I can't even complain, because obviously, I am the reason why she is here in my school today."Alright Tasha, let us go." She says, climbing down from the car. I exit my side of the car too and shut the door behind me.As we walk towards the massive school building at the center of the entire large premises, tons of students glance our way. But what catches my attention more is the fact that they keep on switching their eyes between their phones and me. Something is definitely not right here. And I have this huge feeling that their reactions are tied to that monstrosity of a blog called Ville Secrets.Anyway, my mum flips her long hair over her shoulders as we walk into the building. She looks poised and elegant, her eyes focused straight ahead. Mine is al
TASHALike the supposed goody girl I am, I knock a couple times on the door of Principal Salazar's office before I open it. The moment I enter the office, I jam Diane's blazing eyes staring daggers at me.Like I give a fuck.I resist the urge to roll my eyes, not wanting to worsen the tensed situation in the room. Mrs Kate Brandon, Diane's mom, sits elegantly beside her daughter, looking rich and posh, her white round fluffy hat donning her raven black hair cascading down her back. Her neat red manicured fingers adorned with multiple silver and gold rings are clutched around a Chanel designer bag resting on her bosom. Her lips shine with a red matte lipstick, a colour in sharp contract to the spotless sparkling sleek two piece white suit she is wearing on her multimillion dollar celebrity body.Diane's parents are fucking rich. Her mum is a celebrity fashion designer. Her dad is an international renowned sailor, so he is not around much. I still wonder where and why Diane got the heart