1*Ex-boy, New boy

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^Picture of Quinn Lou^
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"I see how this is going to go.
Touch me and you'll never be alone."
-Ready For It, Taylor Swift
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I roll over, my body naked and quite sore. My clothes were scattered across the bedroom floor, my shoes besides his. I groggily run my hand over my face and force myself to get out of bed.

We went too far last night, I think as I stand up from the bed and slip on my dress, the sunlight beaming through the uncovered windows. My body aches with such pain that I almost regret sleeping with him, this is why I don't sleep with jocks.

"Leaving already?" He says huskily as he rolls onto his side to face me.

What's his name again?

"Yeah. I have a project due tomorrow." I lie smoothly, slipping on my boots and fixing up my bird nest hair.

"Fuck that. Come on, one more time." He pouts in a cute adorable way.

"Sweetie, I have a boyfriend remember." I remind him, hoping that will get him to back off.

"Yet you had sex with me?" He raises his eyebrows with a smirk, a flash of amusement glints in his eyes.

"Shh." I smirk and place a finger on his lips. Biting my bottom lip, his eyes darken. "Don't tell nobody."

"Our secret." He winks at me as I bend down to kiss him once more.

Our tongues wrestle for dominance, in the end I win. Of course I win. I win everything and everyone. Why would anyone deny me? He pulls me onto him do that I'm straddling him, his hands rides up my dress but I pull away immediately and straighten my clothing out.

"Goodbye..." I trail off, not knowing his name. I don't even feel bad about it, he knows what he got himself into, I hope he can get himself out.

He raises his eyes. "Jake."

"Jake. I'll see you around." I wink at him before turning on my heels and walking out his apartment.

What a great way to start my morning.

"Jake Ashton?" She whispers as we walk down the hallway towards our lockers. "Are you serious?"

"Uh huh." I nod, pulling my books out my locker. She runs her fingers through her brown locks as those beady brown eyes stare me down.

"Why? You have a boyfriend. A fucking sexy boyfriend, if you don't mind me adding!" Quinn yells quietly against my ears, I wince slightly before sending her a glare.

"He is boring me." I shrug causally and Quinn sighs with a roll of her eyes.

"He's boring me." She mimics and I glare at her again. "You don't scare me, bitch." She places her hands on her hips, smirking with pride.

"That is why I love you." I state and she laughs, flicking her hair over her shoulder.

We close our lockers and walk to first period, chatting about some girl called Amerialle. Apparently she has a new fling even though she's giving head to the whole football team, what a girl.

I enter first period with my best friend and take my seat at the back, where I can overlook everyone in the room. No one would dare to sit there or even come near that place if they wanted to have a normal high school life.

"Miss Gold." Mr Willis shouts as soon as he enters the room, wrinkles all over his face, it makes me want to cringe. I roll my eyes before turning to him with a sweet smile.

"Yes?" I answer.

"The Headmaster wants you." He sighs with a shake of his head.

That doesn't surprise me, I'm always wanted with the head, someone needs to keep everyone in place. It might as well be the Queen.

"Whatever." I scoff and grab my Gucci bag, not after sending Quinn an annoyed look to which she snickers at.

I storm down the classroom and barge into a small nerd, snorting quietly as he falls onto the floor with a yelp like a dog. I come to a halt, turning my body 180 degrees so that I'm facing him, smirking as he gathers his stuff. I spy a bottle and grab it, unscrewing the lid and tucking it away from plain sight.

"Need some help?" I ask with a fake smile and some people gasp around me. From the corner of my eyes, I can see some girls from my group smirking, knowing exactly what I'm about to do.

"Y-yeah." The nerd stutters out, pushing his glasses back on. I hold my hand out and the nerd takes it warily, holding his books in one arm. With the bottle in my other hand, I pass it back to the poor soul, who's trying to grasp on everything he own.

"Miss Gold-" I shoot a glare at the teacher and he cowers behind his desk. He might be older but I'm more stronger and he does not want to mess with me.

I also give a smirk to the my little minions, who immediately whip out their phones, ready to record humiliation at its finest. Then I stare back at the nerd plastering a fake golden smile, his books now tucked under his arms and the unscrewed drink in his free hand.

"No problem." I say, slowly pulling him up. Then I snarl and his face turns confused but realisation hit him. Rule No.3: Don't get in the Queen's way.

"Karma's a bitch."

I harshly pull my hand away from his and the nerd collapses back onto the floor with his books scattered around the classroom floor as the drink spills on his freshly clean white shirt. He moans painfully and I glare evilly at him.

"Oh wait, I meant me." He whimpers as I bend down to him.

"Don't ever come my way again, understood?" I growl and he nods frantically. Everyone laughs at him as I exit the classroom in anger and annoyance. Someone had to teach him his place.

"Stupid boy." I mutter when I walk towards the head's office.

Bloody teachers.

It was just a prank and no one even got hurt. Except the English faculty. Their precious dictionary was found in the pond outside the school. It serves them right, trying to be smarter than me and when they find I am right, they give me a bloody detention. Uh, pathetic.

"Why do I always find you here?" Quinn sighs, rolling her eyes.

"Because," I flip my hair over my shoulder. "I'm your Queen."

"I heard you hurt a nerd. Poor guy had to see the nurse and wear a second hand shirt from the lost and found box." Quinn chuckles and I grin smugly.

"That idiot should have stayed out my way. Everyone knows the five rules, he should too." I say innocently, when everyone know I'm anything but.

"I love you, Paris." She chuckles with a grin and I slip my arms through hers.

"Right back at ya."

We walk to our second lesson and enter it to hear some gossip am going around. People glance at us for a second before huddling into small groups, muttering among each other. I glance a Quinn and she shrugs. Once Quinn and I settle in our seats at the back, I take this time to call one of my closest friends.

"Travis!" I shout and a gorgeous blue eyed guy walks over to me. His brown hair tousled back and a cocky smirk printed on his face.

Travis has known me for a while and is one of my closest friend. He's like my older brother but this boy is one of the biggest players I know. I hate players but with Travis, it's an exception. I just wish he could settle down, he'd be an amazing boyfriend.

"Hey babe." He says teasingly and I elbow him in the stomach as he tries to kiss my cheek, making him wince in pain.

"What's the news?" I demand and Quinn bends forwards to hear, Travis sending her a wink to which she returns a scoff back.

"Well, one of my mates has joined this school." Travis says, scratching the back of his neck. He grins sheepishly at me. "I thought that he can sit with us at lunch?"

"You mean, you assumed?" I raise my eyebrows, not impressed but then again this is Travis we're talking about.

"Yeah?"

"Fine. Whatever." I sigh and he grins brightly at me, giving me a wonky side hug.

"I hear he's fucking hot." Rose says as soon as she walks over to our table. Shooing my minions that are following her, Rose hugs me and Quinn.

Rose is another one of my closet friend. She has beautiful ombré brown to blue hair, which she got down during sophomore year, and grey eyes that always hold some amused glint.

"Is he, Travis?" She asks him, making him rolls his eyes.

"Not hotter than me." Travis claims loudly and we all laugh, watching him scowl at us.

"Paris, where's your bitch boy?" A voice asks behind me.

I turn around and grin at that person. Leo is another one of my friends and again is just like Travis, personality wise. Look wise, he has brown hair with hazel eyes that makes girls swoon. Both boys are toned and has muscles but they aren't jocks, never wanted to be even when us girls forced them to. Nah, they're troublemakers. And I have a feeling the new boy is too.

I had met Rose, Travis and Leo during sophomore year and since then our group only contained the five of ours and now there's a new person. I hope, that he's not annoying.

"I don't know and don't care." I say in a bored and careless tone.

"Leo and Travis please take a seat." The teacher orders, taking her seat at the front table.

The boys takes seats beside us and we start to talk about spring break and our plans until class finishes, ignoring the evil looks our teacher gives us.

Even when we are the loudest in the class, they won't say anything because who am I? I'm the motherfucking Queen.

Lunch arrives after a few hours in hell and we walk to our seat outside, in the centre table of the courtyard. Because it's California and nearly summer, we don't sit inside to eat. We eat out in the courtyard where everyone is divided into their own groups. The courtyard is a circular and in the centre is my group.

On a desolate table far from the others are the outcasts. That means they've betrayed their group or they are my enemy and crossed me in the worst way. That table only consists of 4 people, each quietly eating and not socialising with the others.

You have the Goth, who sit on the first band of the circle. Then the Nerds, who sit in the second band. Then Jocks and Cheerleaders, who are placed in the third band. There are other tables between those layers and those are the sub-tables, the table people go to if they don't entirely fit in a certain group but are still like them.

Finally, my group in the centre. On my table are Quinn, Travis, Leo, Rose, me and apparently New Boy. My minions sit on the tables scattered around us. They don't talk to my group as much because I don't allow them unless they are needed. It's good to rule a school and it makes me powerful, it makes me feel the sense of achievement I was never given when I was young. But again, who cares about that stupid sob story.

I stop abruptly when I see someone siting at our table. He's on the phone right now as I stare at him, my minions around me whispering to each other and occasionally glancing at me in fear of me bursting out in anger. So I don't.

Is this the new boy?

"Lilian?" I call a minion and she walks over to me. "Take my books for next period then get me my coffee."

She does what she's told and walks over to the table with everyone else beside Quinn and Rose.

"Is that him?" I murmur and she nods silently.

"He's cute." Rose grins at me and I roll my eyes while Quinn chuckles.

"Let's find out if he's as amazing night as he sounds." I walk towards him while Quinn takes a seat opposite him and Rose sitting besides her. Cautiously, I tap his shoulder and watch his body frame face me, I literally have to stop myself from gaping at him.

Fuck, he sexy. Might as well be my next victim.

"New boy?" I ask and he smirks.

"Who's asking?"

"Do you see anyone else?" I suggest with a slight annoyed tone.

"Only your sexy body babe." He winks at me and I nearly lunge at him, hating the disrespect, until I feel someone wrap their arms around my waist.

"Paris, don't kill him." Travis whispers against my ear and I see the new boy's jaw tense, his eyes narrowing at us slightly.  "He won't disrespect you again."

"Fuck off, Travis. I already hate him." I pinch his hand and Travis lets go with a wince, rubbing his hand with a pout.

"Bitch." He murmurs while Leo snickers at him.

"Tell me something I don't know." I roll my eyes and take my seat exactly opposite new boy, besides Quinn. Leo and Travis takes a seat next new boy, both greeting him with a bro hug.

"Girls, I want you to meet-" Travis gets cut off when someone shouts my name, I immediately roll my eyes at the sound of the voice.

"PARIS!"

I don't jump like everyone else on the table beside Quinn because she knows what's coming. She sends me an annoyed like as if she is saying 'Get rid of it' and I shrug back at her. I turn around and stand up to face my boyfriend.

Now, what is his name?

"Hi baby." I say sweetly with a smile, softly caressing his arm.

"How could you sleep with Jake?!" He demands and the courtyard becomes quiet. That makes me annoyed because why is people listening to our conversation. It's none of their business. Then again, they always want to know what kind of problems their Queen has created now.

"You were boring me." I state with my arms crossed against my chest. He gulps audibly when he looks at my chest but then looks back at me angrily.

"You got bored? That's your excuse?" He snarls. "That's your excuse to sleep with another boy!"

"Don't use that tone on me." I snap, giving him a disgusted look. "Don't wanna be an outcast do you?"

He shrinks back before sending me a glare filled with hatred that I've seen many times before. "We are over, you bitch."

"I was gonna break up anyways." I shrug and watch him growl and storm away when he realises that I'm not fazed with what's going on. He slams the door as everyone watches him.

I don't even remember his name.

After a quiet second goes by, I turn around, avoiding eye contact with any own that's not the person I'm looking for. Not meeting new boy's eyes, I look past him and over his shoulder, searching for the right person.

"Luke?!"

He stands up from the jock table. "Yes, my Queen?"

I smirk. "Today?"

Luke grins widely as the boys on his table hoot and cheer. "Pick you up at four." And he winks at me, making me smirk.

"Great." I state and take my seat again.

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