Ella has gotten to maths rather quickly, and there was around five or so minutes until the lesson started. She pulled out her phone, watching as people filed in. Her eyes landed on Juliet, and she let her gaze travel up and down the girl with a sort of poker face, before raising her eyebrows. "She looks a mess" Ella whispered to Abi, who had only just arrived and had planted herself next to her. Abi laughed and muttered something back, though Ella didn't hear a word as she scrolled through her phone. She watched the message come through from the same person that messaged her earlier, and she cocked her head with a smile. "babe If I knew how to massage i'd help. What's your name though?" she sent back? before stuffing her phone back in her pocket as the teacher wandered in, yelling.

I get a message in the middle of math. I run a hand through my hair and pull out my phone. Hiding it under the desk from our crazy math teacher. "babe If I knew how to massage i'd help. What's your name though?" It reads. I huff out a laugh and reply with:

Me: Darling, I'm not telling my name. You might be a stalker. Altough, I wouldn't mind you stalking me. I guess you can call me Love. ;)

I hit send, I decided to go flirty. I mean they're flirting back so no harm no foul right? I slide my phone into the desk and look back up at the board, smiling.

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Now I'm done sry abt that

Ella hadn't managed to look at her phone for the rest of the lesson, the amount of times she had been told off was crazy. "Stop talking, Ella. Stop laughing, Ella. Write down x times y, Ella." It was getting tiring. Soon enough though the lesson had ended and they had to make their way to english, which was making her pretty much drag her feet. She was quite good at English, she knew what she was doing- but despised it. Ella pulled her phone out, half listening to her friends talk, staring at the message with raised eyebrows. "So are you in school?" she sent back, then switching the screen to show Abi something.

My phone vibrate as I'm walking to English class. I pull it out and unlock it opening the message. "So, are you in school?" Is all it says. I shrug and save the person's contact to Darling, as a joke, before texting back:

Me: Yap. Boring as hell.

I send it and regret nothing. I slip my phone back into my pocket, starting to panic over English again. I mean I'm not horrible at it, I'm pretty good actually, but it's so boring. Nothing new ever. I sigh, stepping past 2 people and into the classroom. I walk to my seat and sit down, setting my bag softly on the ground. Before pulling out my notebook and opening it. The teachers not here yet so I start to doodle a little. Drawing little, meaningless things.

Ella looked down at the message, though she didn't have time to reply. As much as she loved English, and of course as attractive as she found the fairly new, young english teacher, he didn't take too lightly to having your phone out in class. As the rest of the teachers. She left the message on seen and stuffed her phone back in her pocket before getting on with the work, her mind spinning with thoughts. The usual thoughts for the most part- the party, the car accident, her friends. And the mystery person that just wouldn't give their name. She didn't even know of it was a girl or guy by this point. She focused on the rest of the lesson with a sigh, and soon enough that and the next lesson passed, and it was time for lunch.

At lunch Ella had one thing she usually did. Walk, sometimes get dragged around by her friends. She never usually actually ate at lunch or in school at all, even the thought of having to consume food in front of other people made her feel violently ill before she even set eyes on the food, so that was great. But it didn't bother her too much- her friends didn't usually eat either, they all seemed to think like she did.

She settled herself down in the canteen to wait for Abi, conversing lightly with Harley. She told the girl all about the mystery number minus the fact she was aware it could be a girl for the plain fact that Harley was a little over the top when it came to, well..homophobia. She wasn't exactly against it all but she wasn't exactly for that typa stuff too. Neutral, if you like. The two carried on with the talking until Abi came, and they then set off to walking around the school. After around ten or so minutes of terrorising the younger years Ella came across the one girl she didn't, and had never wanted to see again- Layla. She was a tall, 5ft8, natural black-haired girl who took pride in the fact she only hung around guys, had a body count of about over 30 by 18 and was insanely rude to any girl she came across. Naturally, that caused an argument between the three girls and her, which always provided good entertainment for the school people lurking around.

(Ok I made this up on spot, but I have a good idea for it. Layla's her only friend okay? Let's just say Layla and her grew up togather so Layla's not mean to her. She's also the only one ho can stop her from being a b!tch to others. And she ima just say she's like clingy to her and calls her senpai. Bcs why not and funny lol. (If you want me to not do any of this just say! ))

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I suck in a deep breath. A few beads of sweat dripping down my forehead. I strech my arms above m head, "That was a nice run." I mutter to myself. Then I hear yelling. I roll my eyes and turn around, Layla is arguing with my "long time crush" and "miss popular." I sigh, turning around. Not my problem. Wait. It is my problem. One of hose monkeys are mine! I turn back on my heel, ponytail swining behind me as I approach them. I walk up to Layla and yank her ponytail. She yelps in suprise. "Layla. Stop being a b!tch will you?" I tell her, eyes calm, eyebrows raised in annoyance. She turns around hearing my voice and her eyes light up immediantly. "Senpai!!" She shrieks and springs toward me. Clining to my sweaty body. "Layla. Get off. I just went on a run. I'm sweaty." I tell her, peeing her off me and stepping back. I turn to the girls, "Miss popular" and "Miss long time crush.", eyebrows raised and nod. "Sorry about that." I tell them before taking Layla's arm, pulling her away from them. "But senpaiiiii." She whines as I drag her. "Omg stop calling me that. And no. Stopbeing a b!tch. My God." I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose with one hand and smack he on the back of the head with the other.

no don't worry, that's all good! i like it)

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Ella had just about had enough of Laylas antics when someone came over, and she raised her eyebrows. Juliet. Her gaze ran over the two girls as they talked, and as grateful as she was that she had stopped Layla from arguing with her, she wasn't prepared to be friendly to a girl she didn't like. Though she only didn't like Juliet because she was popular, Juliet wasn't popular. That was basically an unspoken rule between her and all the people she seemed to know. "Right. So..this girls your friend..sister..girlfriend?" She asked with a patronising tone, her smile so obviously sarcasm as she spoke. She leant against the wall with folded arms, watching as Abi looked Juliet up and down as if she was trash, though decided she was too busy harassing one of the younger years to really care about Juliet's presence. "Anyway it's fine. Layla'll learn one day not to cross us, unless she wants her 'tapes' leaked at the party on saturday" she laughed, rubbing dust off her arms. "Are you coming on Saturday? I don't think i've seen you that much before..should come. Socialise"

"Are you coming on Saturday? I don't think i've seen you that much before..should come. Socialise" The black haired girl says. I roll my eyes. "Mhm, and some popular girl like you want me to come to a party? Yeah right." I reply, bending down to her level and smiling sarcasticly. "Also, you really think Layla will care if you leak those "tapes?" Those are precious to her. She loves them and is not afraid to show them off. Also no not my girlfriend. She's just weird like that." I say, with my hand on Layla's face, blocking her from getting to me. I look at one of her friends who was harrassing a first-year up and down before scruching my nose disgusted. "Wow, so insecure you have to harrass a first-year." I mumble, sighing and turning on my heel. "Fine. I'll come to your party. Why the hell not" I say over my shoulder. Then I shrug, why the actual hell not? I stop once I get to the fountain and Layla falls over, since I was dragging her. Huh, I actually felt confident there... that never happens. I take in a deep breath and huff out a laugh as Layla see's her boyfriend and flounces over to him. Guess I'm going to a party...

Ella smiled, tilting her head at Laylas words. "Oh I don't think you understand what tapes i'm on about. I'm on about a couple of..what was the word. Deepfakes? Made about her, extreme or whatever. I could get a couple done for you, too, you'd be even more of a laughing stock to the school." She said, staring down at her phone. "All I need is one..quick..picture. There! Good" she said, holding her phone to snap a lightning-quick picture of Juliet, stuffing her phone back in her pocket as a teacher wandered past. She raised her eyebrows at the girls words towards Abi, grabbing Juliet's shoulder. "And don't even think about talking to me or my friends that way again. You are most definitely not one to talk about insecurity hunny, just look at you. Go on, go. I'll see you on Saturday." She hissed, roughly letting go of Juliet's shoulder before grabbing Abis wrist to head the opposite way, towards outside.

I roll my eyes as she threatens me and grabs my shoulder. Not like anythings going to happen. I've been threatened more times then you've been called a brat behind your back, honey. I won't even be here. Before the walk away I burst into laughter at the thought. "You guys really think that'll work? All you guys do is sell your souls to look like plastic! I'm not even going to be here. I'm also suprised you guys haven't even heard what's been going on behind y'alls backs!" I say, venom to my words as I continue laughing. "Not like any of y'all would care!" I take a breath because I'm laughing to hard. "You guys have y'alls heads so far up y'alls as-es you can see them coming out the other side!" I keep laughing, I turn the opposite way, incase one of them decides to attack me, "Sorry! Got to go! I'd love to keep chatting though!" I yell over my shoulder, still laughing. I break out into a run toward the coffee shop. Once I get there I am now only giggling. I order my coffee and walk to the corner of the room. Sitting down, I really don't care what happens. I already hate myself enough. I shudder can't belive my heart fell for her. I open my phone and pull up a youtube video. Putting in my headphones and settling in.

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(This is harshhhhh)