Little Miss Bitch

[ I have changed the name of the book to 'little miss bitch' so if you saw it as 'little miss annoying', it has now changed to 'little miss bitch'... by the way, that's the only thing that did change so everything else in this book is the same ]

Danielle's P.O.V

"Oh my god, look who decided to show up to school today!" Maya says dramatically as she leans against my locker, smirking slightly. I roll my eyes and elbow her out of the way, opening my locker.

In a few sentences, Maya has been my friend ever since we were little. Maya has a bubbly personality while I have an 'annoying' one according to my best friend.

"I was forced out of the house, " I reply, dropping the books into my locker that I didn't need till later. When I close my locker, Maya is still smirking.

"Well, fill me in." Maya says and I sigh, leaning my back against my locker as I remember the memory.

"Danielle, get your ass out of bed!" I hear my mom shout and I sigh, rolling over to snuggle up to my warm pillow. A few seconds later, the blanket is suddenly ripped off me, causing me to groan.

"I told you to get up." My mom says and I grab my pillow, throwing it at my mom. I couldn't see if it got her though since my back is turned to her but I didn't care. There is no way I am going to school today. Why? Because it is Monday.

"You have three seconds, " My mom says and I feel my pillow hit the back of my head, making me turn around to face my mom.

"Or what?" I ask, slightly frowning. My mom grins and bends down to grab my leg. I let out a squeal when she pulls me off my bed, making me land on the carpet.

"Now get up." My mom says and I groan, my face muffled into a pillow that I tried to grab onto to save me from falling onto the floor. Traitor.

"Nah, the floor is pretty comfy." I say, closing my eyes and I hear my mom groan and her hand grab my foot again.

"You don't get up, I'm going to drag you down the stairs young lady!" My mom says and she starts to drag me out of my room. When I realise that I might get carpet burn, I shoot up, holding myself up with my hands as my mom still holds onto my leg.

"You going to get up?" My mom asks and I let out a sigh, nodding. My mom drops my leg and stand up, making my way to the bathroom.

"I was dragged out of my bed and when I still didn't get up, my mom started to drag me out of my room until I got up. After that, she rushed me out of the door when I got ready." I say, letting out a sigh.

"That explains why your hair is a mess, " Maya says and I gasp, my hands going to my hair. For you people out there who aren't hair obsessive like me, I don't think you would even understand why I am panicking right now.

"Give me your mirror!" I snap, turning to Maya to see her laughing. I glare at her when she buckles over, clutching her knees.

"I was... only j-joking, Dani." Maya manages to say through her laughs and I grit my teeth. I quickly take out Maya's hair tie and watch as her brown hair falls down her back, making Maya stand up straight with a pissed off expression on her face.

Oh yeah, never take her hair out of her pony tail because one, she hates when her hair is out for some odd reason and two, it ends with a phsyco either pinning me to a locker or tickling me; both things I did not want Maya to do to me.

But did I give her hair tie back? Hell no.

"You give me that hair tie." Maya says, her tone cold. I chuckle and cross my hands over my chest.

"Who's laughing now, huh?" I say, watching as Maya holds her hair up with her hand. I ignore Maya's growls and protests and start to make my way to class.

"Go to hell, Danielle!" Maya shouts at I flash her a smile before entering the classroom. My face falls when I see a whole class staring at me with a blank expression. The sudden urge to throw a chair at them all crosses my mind and I can't help but smirk at my sudden idea. Oh, such a great plan.

"Why are you late, Danielle?" The teacher asks and I look over at her, pointing at the door.

"My friend said that I should go to hell so I tried to find it. It took me a while but I'm here." I say, a small grin on my lips. The teacher rolls her eyes and tells me to take a seat. I walk down the row and find an empty seat at the back of the class. That's wierd, usually all the seats at the back are filled.

Suddenly, I hear a knock at the door and I snap my head, looking at the boy who is grinning at the class. I roll my eyes when Cole sends me a wink - something he usually does to all the girls - and instead of flipping him off, I just leaned back in my chair.

Oh, who's Cole you ask? In one sentence, he is an arrogant, attractive player who likes to break girls hearts because his mom broke his when she told him that he was a mistake. Okay, maybe I'm lying about the mom thing but he does like to break girls heart for entertainment. Oh and he has a huge ego, like most boys in this school.

"Let me guess, you were looking for hell too?" The teacher asks Cole and I smirk. Ah, funny.

"Actually no, some chick wanted to have a quickie with me in the janitors closet so yeah. That's why I took so long." Cole explains and I nearly burst out laughing when I see the teachers face. I just wanted to take out my phone and capture the moment because damn, her face is priceless.

"Oh my god, never say anything like that again because - ugh, just take a seat." The teacher says, gagging as the words recall in her head again. Well, thats what I'm guessing.

Cole salutes the teacher and starts to make his way down the row of tables and chairs before taking the empty seat in front of me. I let out a sigh and rest my hands on the table, laying my hand on them as I feel my eyes slip shut.

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"Thank you, " Maya mutters as I hand her the hair tie back with a small smile.

"You still angry at me?" I ask and Maya quickly ties her hair up in a pony tail before letting out a short sigh.

"Yes." She says and I wrap an arm around her shoulder, flashing her a grin. We start to walk to the lunch line and I point at the food.

"You choose what you want and I'll pay." I say to Maya and her face lights up with joy as she starts to ramble on about the pizza and how she likes it but she wants pasta. God, I should've just said 'what pizza do you want' but of course, I just had to open my mouth without even thinking.

"Maya, just choose one." I say as I watch as she debates over the pasta or the ham and cheese pizza. Maya hums to herself as she looks at the two items and I wait impatiently, tapping my foot against the foot against the floor.

"Okay, I'm grabbing the pizza." Maya says and I nod as she slids the pizza slices onto her tray and give the lunch lady the money and walk off, sitting with Maya at our usual table.

As we both eat the pizza and talk about how our last two classes were, the bell rings and I find myself walking to my next class with Maya. I'm so glad that I at least have one class with her on a Monday.

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"I'm home!" I shout, walking into the house. I throw my keys onto the table and jump over the couch, landing on what felt like the television remote.

"Hey Danielle, can I talk to you for a second?" I hear my mom ask and I turn the television on, watching as the show Catfish comes on.

"Only for a second." I say, grinning slightly as I turn the television up. My mom comes and sits next to me and snatches the remote off me, turning the television down.

"Do you remember my friend Andrea?" My mom asks and I nod, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yeah, why?" I ask and my mom sighs, playing with the bracelet that is on her arm. My mom usually did this when she is nervous or stressed and since she doesn't look stressed, I'm going to take it that she is nervous for some odd reason.

"She needs a place to stay and before you start shouting and punching things-" I cut my mom off with a glare.

"Don't tell me you asked her to stay..." I say, my eyes narrowing. My mom went to open her mouth but the look in her eyes told me the answer is didn't want to hear.

"You have got to be kidding me." I mumble, standing up and making my way over to the kitchen. I grab the first thing I see - which is a pencil - and snap it.

Okay, before you start saying that I need to go to a mental hospital because I have something wrong with me, I am not usually like this. Well, thats when someone moving into my house isn't involved but since it is, I act like this.

Let me tell you a short story. When my cousin had to stay over for a week because her mom had to go to Japan, I didn't take it that well. I mean, I like my cousin but it's just that fact that I'm not used to new people coming into my house and making themselves comfy. I hated the fact that people can just act like they live here when it's temporary. Sadly, some people just didn't understand that.

So, when my mom had mentioned her friend staying over for god knows how long, I act like this because I'm not used to people who I barely know 'moving in' for a while. I guess this is why my mom was nervous before; she was going to tell me this.

"Danielle, please-" I cut my mom off and and smash my fists on the table in rage. Okay, maybe I do need help but let's just deal with one task at a time.

"I don't want anyone here. No one." I say, gripping at my sleeves of my jumper and my mom sighs. She rests her hand on my shoulder and flashes me a small smile.

"It won't be for long, I promise." My mom says and I roll my eyes.

"You said that last time when your niece came over for a 'few days' and you know what happened? It turned into a week. A long, painful week." I say, removing her hand from my shoulder. I bite my lip and run my hands through my hair.

"When is she coming?" I ask, raising my eyebrow at my mom. She looks at the calendar on the wall beside her and I notice her playing with her bracelet again.

"Today." She mumbles and I grit my teeth. I walk past my mom and walk into my room, slamming the door shut.

I'm actually considering going to a mental hospital. I mean, at least I don't have to share a room with some creepy stranger.

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[ thank you noctuaries for the beautiful cover, this chapter is dedicated to you ]

Danielle's P.O.V

"Danielle, can you come out please?" I hear my mom say behind my door and I ignore her, turning up the stereo louder. The song Light 'Em Up by Fall Out Boy blasts in my ears, making me feel a little calm. I listen to music when I am pissed off so that's why I am blasting my music up to full volume.

"Danielle!" My mom shouts and I roll my eyes, standing up and walking to the door. I unlock it and swing it open.

"What?" I snap, my eyes narrowing at my mom. I knew I shouldn't be acting like this to my own mother; the person who gave me life but what am I supposed to do? I have anger issues, I know.

"Please come out. Andrea is here and she would like to-"

"I'll come out when I have calmed down. So unless you want me to trash the house, I suggest you leave me alone for at least a good two hours." I say and I shut the door. I don't bother to lock it and I walk back to my bed, getting my sketchbook out.

The song changes to Right By My Side by Nicki Minaj and I let out a sigh, continuing to draw Maya. You might think that I'm weird drawing my best friend but I'm only drawing her because it's going to be her birthday present. I know, I'm such a great friend.

Honestly, how did my mom think I was going to react knowing my previous outburst when my cousin was coming over? I am not used to new people just coming into my house and taking over because I have a feeling that my mom's friend Andrea is going to do exactly that.

I have met Andrea once when she came over for a cup of tea. My mom and Andrea work at the same hospital and besides seeing each other at work, she hardly comes over. Andrea was nice to me when I first met her but I just got that vibe that she is nice when other people are around but if it were to be only Andrea and I, I'm pretty sure I would be Cinderella and she would be the evil step-mom.

I start to draw Maya's eyes, not forgetting the detail of my best friends blue eyes. Her eyes are something that I wished I had. Since I have green eyes - my least favorite colour - I didn't like it that much but Maya always reassured me that my eyes are way better than hers because mine are 'different and special'. Ha, not even.

"I... I'm not living life. I'm not living right. I'm not living if your not by my side." I sing quietly, shading in Maya's eyes. Suddenly, I hear someone mutter 'oh hell no' and I turn to see the boy I never thought would be in my house; let alone my room.

"What the fuck!" We both say at the same time and I set my sketchbook beside me and pause my music, glaring at the boy. All of a sudden, we both run downstairs and shout at our mom's.

"I am not letting this boy stay in my house!"

"I am not living in the same house as her!"

Both Andrea and my mom burst out laughing. I exchange looks with the player and look back at my mom in pure confusion. I wait for the two ladies to stop laughing but they seem to just keep laughing at the thing is making them continue to laugh like crazy people.

"Mom!" I shout, grabbing the attention of my mom and Andrea. They both stare at me with small grins on their faces and I glare at the both of them.

"This must be a joke." I say to my mom and she just shakes her head.

"Oh no dear, this is definitely not a joke." My mom chuckles and my eyes widen. I clench my fists and look at the vase in front of me, tempting to push it over. My mom notices this and immediately stands in front of me, he arms by her sides.

"I thought you knew Andrea had a son." My mom says slowly, her grin disappearing and I narrow my eyes at her.

"If I knew she had a son, would I been screaming at you a few seconds ago asking for an explanation?" I ask through gritted teeth and my mom looks at Andrea, confusion clear on her face.

"So you don't know who he is?" My mom asks, pointing at the arrogant boy beside me who is looking between me and my mom in confusion.

"Oh no, I know who he is." I say, sending a glare at Cole. My mom sighs and nods.

"Then I don't see the problem. He isn't a complete 'stranger' then." My mom smiles and I throw my hands in the air in frustration.

"You still don't see it do you!" I scream, ignoring everyone's looks of shock and I storm back to my room, slamming the door shut. I'm suprised the door didn't break off its hinges from how hard I slammed it.

I turn my music on and blast it up to full volume, ignoring the thoughts of my father that are going through my head. I listen to Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5 and lay down on my bed, deciding to just stare at the ceiling for how long it takes for me to calm down.

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"Hey people." I greet, a tired smile on my face. Surprisingly, after an hour and a half of crying and shouting at nothing in particular, I finally calmed down and by the look on my mom's face, I knew she knew that I have been crying because every time I did cry, my cheeks would go bright red which made me hate the pale-like colour of my skin.

"Hey, you okay?" My mom asks as I walk past her, going to the fridge. I nod and open the fridge, searching for the carton on orange juice which I loved to drink at times like these. I turn to my mom and frown at her.

"Where is the orange juice?" I ask my mom and Andrea looks at my mom with a worrying look in her eyes. I look between the two and when I realise why they are sending worrying looks to each other, I figure it out.

"Where is Cole?" I ask, clenching my fists. My mom bites her lip and points up the stairs. I lick my teeth in annoyance and walk past the two ladies but my mom grabs my hand.

"Don't do anything stupid." My mom says and I roll my eyes.

"I'm not going to. I'm only going to gauge his eyes out with my nails and bury him alive in the backyard." I say, my face emotionless. My mom frowns and I sigh.

"I'll be fine." I say and my mom nods, letting go of my hand. As I walk up the stairs, murderous thoughts enter my head and a sinister smile appears on my face. I have three ideas.

1) I can suffocate him with a pillow and hide his body in the cupboard.

2) I can hit him over the head with a frying pan and throw him out the window, hiding him in the bushes.

3) I can say he committed suicide because he accidentally got one of the girls on the cheerleading squad pregnant when I push him out of the window.

Before you say anything including a mental asylum since I am only doing this over a carton of orange juice, you must understand my side of the story. First, I hate Cole with a burning passion. Second, no one messes with my drinks or food. Third... I have no reason for this one but who cares.

I hear music playing from my father's room and I stop in confusion. Why would there be music playing in my father's room? Wait...

I push open the door and my eyes widen in horror. Luckily, I didn't walk into Cole getting changed or anything and your probably thinking 'why am I shocked', well there is only one reason for this.

Cole is on my father's bed, listening to my father's CD player and all of my father's CD's are sprawled across the floor. No one touches my father's stuff... no one.

"Get the fuck out!" I scream, grabbing Cole's attention. Cole looks up at me with a small frown and he presses a button on the CD player, pausing the music that was playing a second ago.

"This is my room, Elle." Cole says, a small smirk on his lips and I narrow my eyes at him when he calls me that name.

"First, don't call me that. Two, I don't care, get the fuck out." I say and Cole rolls his eyes before muttering 'calm down'. I ignore his comment and watch as Cole walks past me and out the room. I close the door and follow Cole down the stairs.

"So apparently I'm getting kicked out of my room." Cole says, boredom clear in his tone as he stares at Andrea and I grit my teeth.

"Its not your room." I say and my mom looks at the both of us and stands up. She grabs my hand and pulls me away from Cole.

"Danielle, you have to remember that there aren't enough rooms for Andrea and Cole if we make your father's room not in use. Andrea has the guest room while Cole has-"

"The floor in the living room." I say and my mom shakes her head.

"I can't do that to him, Danielle. Unless he goes in your room with you since everyone's room is too small for two people. Your room is the biggest in this house, Danielle." My mom says and I suck in a deep breath.

At least it's not my father's room, right?

"Fine but I want him on the other side of the room." I say, narrowing my eyes at my mom and a small smile appears on her lips.

"Your amazing, " My mom says, kissing me on the forehead and I just nod, shrugging it off.

"Eh, " I mumble, walking away from my mom and into my room. I don't bother closing the door since I know that Cole is going to walk in saying-

"I heard you offered me to stay in here." Cole smirks, walking into my room and towards my bed. He takes a seat by my feet which are stretched out towards the end of the bed so that didn't give Cole much room to sit.

"Don't think I'm going to be nice to you still." I mutter, grabbing my sketchbook to finish drawing Maya.

"What are you drawing?" Cole asks, snatching the book off me and I growl, immediately jumping on him.

Sadly, this results in me to straddle Cole which is making it very... Awkward. Well, to me anyway but I push the thoughts to the back of my mind.

"I quite like this position." Cole says and I roll my eyes in disgust.

"Give me my book." I say, holding my hand out towards Cole's arm which is raised above his head.

"Just let me take a peek-"

"Don't you dare." I growl, pinching his arm which is holding my thigh. Cole smiles and brings his face close to mine.

"What do you have to hide?" Cole whispers, his nose barely touching mine and I hold my breath, trying to calm myself down. It's not working though.

"Nothing, " I say, my voice coming out like a quiet whisper like I am hiding something. The only problem is that I am not hiding anything.

"Oh come on, it's not like you drew me naked or something." Cole says, a small grin on his face and I narrow my eyes at him and hit the side of his head. Cole groans and I roll my eyes, snatching my sketchbook off him. I get off him and walk to my cupboard, sliding my sketchbook in between my reading books.

"Your so disgusting." I mutter, walking back to my bed and sitting down, stretching my legs out like I was doing before.

"I never thought I would let a person like you stay in my room." I say, grabbing my phone. Cole rubs the side of his head and grins at me.

"That's because you love me."

"Don't make me hit you again."

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Danielle's P.O.V

"You still awake?" I hear Cole whisper and I let out a short sigh.

"How am I suppose to sleep when all I can hear is your stupid phone going off every five minutes?" I ask, turning over to see his figure on the air bed on the floor. Just to prove my point, I hear a 'ding' noise come from Cole's phone.

"Sorry I'm popular." Cole mutters and he grabs his phone and turn it off. I roll my eyes and let out a dry laugh.

"Or it could just be one of your slut's wanting you at this time of night." I say and Cole raises his eyebrow at me.

"Jealous?" Cole asks, a small smirk raising on his lips and I roll my eyes. I grab my empty cup from my table next to me and throw it at him.

"That is a cup of jealousy. Oh look, its empty." I say with one more roll of the eyes and Cole grins.

"Keep rolling your eyes and maybe you'll find a brain back there." Cole says and I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Look, just because your life is a joke, doesn't mean you're funny." I say and Cole flips me off.

"At least I have girls lining up for me. Where is your line of boys? Or maybe, your lesbian..." Cole says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"First off, the girls that are 'lining up for a walking STD' are easy and fake as Barbie so I don't see how that can boost up your ego. Second, I don't need a line of boys to prove that I am not a lesbian. I don't even need a boy because they are sleazy and all they want is to get into girl's pants. I mean, take you for example." I say, a small grin appearing on my face and Cole rolls his eyes.

"I have dated girl's before, princess." Cole says, annoyed and I sit up, grinning down at him.

"Did I hit a nerve?" I ask and Cole rolls his eyes again and turns away from me, his back facing me. I crawl out of my bed and walk over to him, crouching down so I'm close to his ear.

"Keep rolling your eyes. Maybe you'll find a brain back there." I whisper and Cole turns around to face me and my grin instantly goes away when I notice how close his face is to me.

"If I wanted a bitch, I would've bought a dog." Cole mutters, his mint breath hitting my face. I look at him for a few seconds, my face emotionless and Cole looks down at my lips so a split second.

As his lips come closer to mine, I place my hand on my lips so his lips touch my hand and Cole narrows his eyes at me. I stand up and throw him a sweet smile.

"I don't want your diseases." I say and Cole rolls his eyes once again before turning around just like he did before and I get back in my bed.

Before my eyes shut, I hear Cole mutter 'bitch'.

The urge to say 'a bitch is a dog, dogs bark, bark is on trees, trees are part of mother nature, mother nature is beautiful...' runs through my head but I simply ignore it as I realise I need sleep.

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"Danielle, you have to get up." I hear my mom call and I let out a sigh and throw the sheets off me. I walk around the air bed that Cole is still sleeping on and I walk out of my room and towards the kitchen.

"Oh you decided to wake up this time." My mom says as she pours me a glass a milk; a beverage I usually have in the morning if there isn't any orange juice.

"That's because I didn't want to stay in my room one more second with that walking STD who is still sleeping in my room." I say and my mom chuckles as I scull down my milk.

"You and your wonderful imagination." My mom says and I nod, placing my glass on the counter. My mom kisses me on the forehead before saying her goodbyes and she leaves the house. I notice Andrea run past the kitchen, following my mom out the door. I roll my eyes and continue to drink my milk.

"Good morning little miss bitch." I hear someone say behind me and I turn and roll my eyes once again when I see a tired, half asleep Cole walking towards me.

"Your nickname for me is honesty terrible." I mutter and Cole grabs the milk out of the fridge and drinks straight from the carton. I quickly note to myself that I should never drink from that again.

"Like you can come up with anything better for me." Cole says as he takes a seat at the table and I throw him and lazy grin.

"I have a lot of nicknames for you." I reply, walking to the sink to put my glass in there and I turn to face him.

Cole raises his eyebrows in question.

"What?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at Cole who looks like he is trying to figure something out.

"What kind of nicknames?" Cole asks, a small smirk on his lips and I grin. Might as well play with the guy.

I walk up to him, pressing my chest against his and I bring my face up so I am looking him right in the eye.

"Hmm, how does Daddy sound? What about Cowboy? Stud?" I ask, my eyebrow raising slightly. Cole rolls his bottom lip into his mouth as he stares down at my lips. Yuck, yuck, yuck!

"Mhm, " Cole mumbles and I step back from him, my smirk dropping and my arms crossing over my chest.

"There is no way in the world I will be calling you that. You are like a walking STD in my mind so that is what I will call you." I say, walking to my bedroom to get changed. I hear Cole groan and I roll my eyes.

Typical player.

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"Hello sleepy head." Maya greets as I walk into school building. I throw her a weak smile before letting out a small sigh.

"Morning, " I mumble, walking to my locker and opening it, throwing my books in. I let out a sigh and close my locker shut, turning to Maya.

"Care to share your morning activity?" Maya asks, humor in her tone and I wave her off.

"I'm honestly not in the mood." I say and Maya walks beside me as we make our way to our first class.

"Don't tell me your mom dragged you down the stairs..." Maya trails off, a short chuckle escaping her lips and I let out a groan.

"Oh I wish that happened. You know what I have to deal with at my place?" I ask, looking at Maya who is looking back at me with curiosity.

"What?" Maya asks and as we walk into the classroom, a certain person catches my eye and I narrow my eyes at him.

"Cole." I say as I make my way to the back of the class. Maya takes a seat next to me and gasps.

"Serious?" Maya asks and I sigh, running my hands through my black hair.

"Dead serious." I say and Maya grins.

"I don't see how this is such a bad thing." Maya says and I glare at her.

"Of course you don't. Your too busy thinking about his looks." I say and Maya raises her eyebrow at me.

"Three reasons why this is so bad." Maya says and I turn my body so that I am facing her completely.

"He is so arrogant and so full of himself. He thinks with his dick instead of his brain and guess what I found him doing yesterday?" I ask and Maya narrows her eyes at me.

"Jerking off?" Maya guesses and I shake my head.

"Worse. He was in my fathers room making himself comfortable and going through all of his things!" I say in a low, dangerous whisper and Maya's eyes widen in shock.

"What the-"

"Students, please settle down. I have let you all talk for five minutes so the least you can do is listen to me now." The teacher says and I turn my body so that I am now facing the teacher.

"Okay, now listen up students. I have organized for you all to do a project about the book we have been reading in class. You need to point out the techniques and the themes of the book." The teacher says and we all groan, realising where this is heading to.

"I'm guessing you all know what I'm going to say next... So for the people who don't know, you are going to partner up with someone." The teacher says and once again, we all groan. I raise my hand up and the teacher nods at me.

"Sir, I don't see why we have to do it in pair's, " I start off and I ignore everyone's eyes that are burning into my head. "The idea of being partnered up for this project is honestly stupid. If we are going to be marked for this, shouldn't we do it individually? I mean, what if you partner up two people together and one person makes that other person do all the work and you still mark them both equally for that project even though only one person did it?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion and the teacher let's out a frustrated sigh while runs his hand through his hair.

If your wondering why this is happening, I'll just explain it in a few sentences. In most classes, I like to speak my mind and since I do this quite often, most teachers become annoyed with my ranting. I don't see why they have to be annoyed by it though because students are allowed to asked questions and teachers being teachers, should be able to answer any question that is thrown at them but since I am probably the most frustrating student, most of the teachers just ignore me and continue on with the class work.

"Danielle, this is why I have made the partners very opposite to each other. This way, the two people can work with whatever skills they have. For example, I have set out certain tasks for you all to complete so that it can bring your project together into one amazing piece of work." The teacher explains and I nod slowly.

"Sir, can you just tell us who our partners are already?" Cole says and the teacher nods, walking to his desk to type a few things on the computer. In a few seconds, the screen that is in front of the class lights up and names are shown on the screen.

Jared Lowery - Samantha Harpers

Leonardo Andrews - Chloe Smiths

Maya Simpson - Abby Stratford

Peter Mitchell - William Payton

Rachel Tessin - Danny Samuels

Kayla Barrow - Jason Fishers

Wait, where is my name?

"Sir!" I shout, raising my hand in the air and the teacher looks over at me, his eyebrow raised slightly.

"My name isn't there." I say and suddenly, three other voices say the same thing. I look around the class to see Hailey's hand up, Taylah's hand up and Cole's hand up. I groan and let my head drop in my hands.

Hailey Richards is the schools head cheerleader and is an absolute bitch to anyone who gets on her bad side.

Taylah's Kennedy is the schools best track runner and she is quite nice when you get to know her. That's what Maya said since I'm too scared to even look at her since she has a deadly resting bitch face.

We already know who Cole is so he doesn't need anything said about him. I mean, the only thing to say about him is the fact that he is an asshole who carries every disease on him from how much unprotected sex he has had.

"Okay, well, what I am going to do is ask who you would prefer to be with." The teacher says and I let out a small groan of annoyance.

Our English teacher is one sneaky bastard. He will let you think that you can be with the person who want to be with the most but in reality, he doesn't care. He will make you go with the total opposite of that person that you want to be with.

The teacher looks at Taylah first and she looks between Hailey, Cole and I. Taylah let's out a sigh and points and Hailey. The teacher nods and then looks at Hailey and since Hailey is one horny bitch, she points at Cole. Of course.

The teacher looks at Cole and he looks around until his eyes land on me. I glare at him and he points at me, the smirk on his lips. I roll my eyes and point at Hailey, not needing the teacher to give me the look that basically says 'speak'.

The teacher nods and he looks between the four of us before walking to his desk. He scribbles on a few piece's of paper before handing one to the four of us.

"The people on your paper will be your partners for the project." The teacher says and I slowly unfold mine, letting Maya watch me as her chin rests in my shoulder.

Cole Walker.

I look up at Cole to see him grinning at me. I glare at the teacher who is ignoring me and I let out a groan, ripping the piece of paper to shreds.

I have to live with the jerk and now I have to do a project with him? Can my life get any worse?

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Oh poor Danielle. Can she handle the fact that she has to do a project with Cole or will she find a way out?

You know what to do.

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