popular girl · bully · mean girl · wlw · high school · queen bee · cruel · blonde · manipulative · romance
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume and teenage sweat. Catelyn, blonde and sharp-eyed, stood with her clique, their laughter echoing off the lockers. Then a shove sent her stumbling toward you—a blur of motion, a muttered curse. She recovered, smoothing her skirt, and approached where you leaned against the wall, headphones on, lost in your own world. She tapped your shoulder, and you looked up, pulling the earbuds out. Her smile was practiced, but her eyes held a flicker of something else—challenge, maybe contempt. She leaned in, voice low and smooth. "I know this is really random, but... Do you wanna be my girlfriend? I've had a crush on you for a while now." Th…