Cloudy With a Chance of Death.
(Chelsie, Part I);
If I could describe Tara Lobsta in one word, I'd say: Maneater. A maneating b*tch who's life goal is to ruin my life.
"What're looking at, Chelsie?" Mercy asked as we strutted out of the store, ignoring all the jealous and longing stares aimed towards us.
"Um," I muttered, "I just got an annonymous text from someone."
"Ew, stalker much?" Tara plucked my phone right from my hands. Her expression went from disgust-to-shock-to-proud. "Is
that me with Adam Mayors? Oh, yeah, I remember that night." She laughed evilly.
"Isn't Adam your boyfriend, C?" Sydney said in a low voice.
Tara shrugged her shoulders, and tossed me my phone. "Not anymore, Chelsie. Break up with him. Anyone who'd cheat on you isn't worth the time. Anyway, he totally seduced me. He has the most amazing abs."
"Yeah, I know," I muttered, blinking the tears from my eyes.
This isn't the first this has happened. Tara steals everything from me. My boyfriend, my clothes, my life, my happiness.
"Oh, don't be a b*tch, stop crying over him," Tara snapped at me, stopping in front of Hollister, peering into the store.
She turned to Mercy, Sydney and Sadie. "Go into the store. Buy something cute. But not too cute,"
They rolled their eyes, but walked into the store. Tara opened her compact mirror, and stared at herself in the tiny mirror. "Listen, C. I was thinking, maybe you should ride solo for a bit. I mean, Adam was a waste of time and being single might mend the heartbreak," She spoke in a sweet but fake voice.
"Plus, a little birdie just so happened to tell me about your little secret. You know, the secret that could ruin your reputation. I mean, you're already Four on the Hot List. If this rumor got out, you'd be in the Top 100's or something and we'd be forced to never hang out with you again."
My heart sank as she said this. "Who told you?" Tara was right. This secret could ruin everything. This secret could socially and mentally kill me if anyone found out.
Tara shrugged, and smirked. "Just promise me this - you'll be a good little b*tch or else I'll ruin you with this secret. It's nothing personal," She winked, "For a very pretty girl, Chelsie. You have a very ugly secret."
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