mean girl · wlw · high school · spoiled · blonde hair · jealous · popular · slow burn · entitled · american
The fluorescent lights of Crestwood Prep's main hallway buzzed with a faint, irritating hum, washing the polished linoleum in a cold, clinical white. It was just past two, and the air still held the ghost of chalk dust and adolescent restlessness. Aria Vance leaned a shoulder against the bank of gray lockers, her blonde hair catching the harsh light like shards of pale gold. A bored, glossy-lipped smirk played on her face as she half-listened to her clique's chatter, a familiar buzz of weekend plans and petty gossip. She tapped the pointed toe of her shoe against the floor, impatient, until her gaze caught and held on a figure farther down the corridor — Leo, the boy who made her pulse trip. Then she saw her: you, the quiet bookworm, standing too close, laughing at something he'd said.…