Chapter 2 A fight with a loser

CHAPTER TWO - A FIGHT WITH A LOOSER.

BACK TRACK TO 48 HOURS BEFORE THE WEDDING

Miranda squinted her eyes as the bright ray of sunlight shone on her face. Her eyes moved over to the digital clock placed on the wall, and a loud gasp escaped her lips.

"Bloody hell, we are late," she muttered and yelled out to the person beside her.

" Vivi"

" Vivi"

"It's 7:45 am; we are going to get sacked!" Mira yelled as she stood up and rushed into the bathroom.

She ran back into the room as she had forgotten to add toothpaste to her toothbrush, and lo, she still found Vivian sleeping.

With rage bubbling in her, she yelled as she pushed Vivian, which made Vivian roll and land on the ground.

"What's with you, Mira?" "Do you want to make me undergo bone marrow surgery?" Vivian asked, still rubbing her back, which hit the floor.

"Can you just cut it out and take a glance at the clock?" Mira scoffed and ran into the bathroom.

"Oh, my goodness, we are doomed!" Vivian yelled so hard after viewing what the time was and also rushed to her feet.

"Mira, Can you just be faster?" Vivian anxiously cried out as she kept banging on the bathroom door harder.

"Mira, swears I will kil--," her word got stuck in her throat as the door was pushed open and Mira came out.

She quickly stared at the wall clock, and the time was already 7:48 a.m. shocked, she hurried over to her wardrobe and picked out the first cloth she saw, and in a swift she had it on.

Vivian rushed out of the bathroom and also to her own wardrobe, as she began searching through what dress to wear.

It was like the two friends suddenly became strangers, and they didn't even take a glance at each other or even talk to each other as they both focused on getting ready.

It was already Saturday, and they were supposed to be there by 8:00 am, but who would have expected that they would sleep for such a long period of time?

Miranda cursed silently as she packed her long hair into a bun. She heaved as she successfully pulled her chocolate brown hair into a tight band. She picked up a black high-waist Jean and then wore it.

Vivi was still there, trying to apply her lip gloss. Vivian's greatest obsession was applying lip gloss. She can never go a day without having lipgloss.

Since she already had her clothes on and was done, she pulled her bag from the hanging rings and walked out; Miranda also followed suit.

They got to the doorstep, and their footwear was waiting patiently for them, which they immediately wore and got the door locked at once as they both rushed to the bus station.

Luckily for them, the bus came the moment they both got there, and they walked in as they both sat down, praying that Mr. Banks would not be there early this morning. If only Vivian hadn't suggested that they should hit one shitty concert since it was Friday, they wouldn't be going to work late at this time.

She brought her thoughts into reality as she glared at Vivian, who was beside her.

"Why are you glaring at me that way?" Vivian asked immediately because she felt Miranda's glare.

"You caused this," Mira snapped, still glaring unhappily at Vivian.

"You mean I caused this?" "Oh, because I decided we should hit Jordan's concert last night since it was a weekend, I only wanted us to get relief from school stress now I am the bad guy here, wow." Vivian mumbled and snarled as she looked outside the window of the moving bus.

"Wow, nice speech. I seriously don't think you're okay. It seems you are still high from yesterday's party," Mira said to Vivian, who in turn gave her a thumbs up before turning her thumb down.

The bus came to an abrupt stop, and the girls jumped down as they picked up their heels; they both sighed when they saw George standing not so far from them.

"Not again," Mira muttered.

"Oh, sh*t, I'm not really in the mood for this," Vivian said as they both slowed their pace.

"Oh, if this isn't the two pretty goddesses, then who is it?" George said it out loud as he let out an annoying laugh.

Mira stared at him disgustingly sometimes. She thinks he acts like someone who is psychotic or someone who is high on drugs.

They decided to walk past him, but he blocked their path and shook his head, signifying a no.

"Don't ignore me, sweetie, I asked a question," he said again.

"Geez, look here fool, I'm seriously not in the mood for this, so let's not start it right now." Vivian shrieked and tried to move away from him, but he moved again and blocked their path.

"It seems like you're deaf or something, or you've got some bundles of wool stock up in your ears right, look here, mister, it's too early to showcase your stupidity just let us move away gently," Mira yelled, snapping angrily at him.

"Wow, my crush just spoke to me. I am delighted," George remarked.

"Mmm, mmm, I think Satie will be delighted to see you in hell, dimwit," Vivian added, and Mira burst out chuckling.

MIRANDA'S POV

I wondered why we had to undergo stress. Every time I see George before getting to pass successfully here, the hatred Vivian has for him is too obvious, and I think the feeling is mutual too.

They both hate each other, and I am not left out; I also dislike him, and the fact that he calls me his crush angers me. like, "How can someone be this jobless?"

Vivian glanced at me, and I took that as a sign, and before George could say another word, Vivian landed a blow on his cheek.

Wow, that caught him unaware.

Before he could comprehend what was happening, I quickly gave him a kick that sent him crashing to the ground.

"Hehehe, this is cool," we both grinned.

He groan loudly as he glared daggers at us, but we didn't end it there. Vivian walked closer towards him and pinned his hand to the ground using her legs; I think that hurt him because he let out a loud yelp.

I smirked as I pulled Vivian, and we both gave each other a high five before walking away. Vivian pulled out her phone, and 8:05 was staring at us.

Goodness, we took off.