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"Because of you, I laugh a little harder, cry a little less, and smile a lot more"

~Pinterest

Claire's POV

My shoes glided across the hall full of teenagers. My best friend, Logan, stuck close besides me as we trudged towards our chemistry class.

"Are you sure we've completed everything?" I lifted my face to look at Logan.

"Yes, Cookie Jar, we have" he smiled cheekily down at me.

Exhausted asking him to stop calling me 'cookie jar', I let it go and focused on the bigger things in life.

"Did we finish the math homework?" I asked, imagining our math teacher's twisted face in my head.

"It's done" he said as he dodged the guy who was skateboarding down the hallway.

"Remember we had to research on the theory of evolution?"

"That's done too"

"What about the physics project?"

"Done and submitted" Logan replied through gritted teeth.

"How about-"

"Claire!" he cut me off, pausing and standing in front of me. He placed both his hands on my shoulders and shook me "Take a chill pill. Pull yourself together. We've completed all our assignments"

I pouted in response "I get scared, okay?"

"Oh fuck" he muttered out of the blue, his bright blue eyes were fixated on something behind me "Here she comes"

It didn't require a genius to realize who this 'she' was. I tried to make a run for it but I was too late – she had seen me.

Venetia Gray had seen me.

I gulped and turned around to face her. There she was, stomping down the hallway towards us in her high heels. Her bright red hair flew flawlessly behind her and the students around shifted out of her way as she flicked her hair.

Her so called 'friends', as usual, followed her everywhere she went. That's because Venetia wasn't just a random girl around here, she was the Queen Bee and the hottest girl of Whitney High.

All the guys swooned at the sight of her, in a good way of course and every girl died to be her friend. Even though Venetia looked like a striking personality, she was equally a bitch; you wouldn't want to mess with her.

If you're famous and have an amazing fashion style, you can expect to be friends with her. But. If you accidentally happen to do something that gets in Venetia's way – with the help of her plastic whores, she'll find impossible ways to drop your self-esteem to zero.

And somehow, I happened to be one of her targets.

Why?

I don't know.

Shivers travelled down my head to toe as she called out for me.

"Morning!" she strutted seductively upto me, a heart-warming (fake) smile plastered on her lips "What is it...Claudia?"

It's Claire. I wanted to say that out loud but I swallowed the words in and glared at her through my glasses.

"Carly? Cara? Cady?" she tapped her index finger on her lips and pretended to be in deep thought. Suddenly, she blurted out "Oh right, nobody here knows your name. Except, of course..." she eyed Logan condescendingly.

"What do you want, Venetia?" I asked boldly, in order to cease her from making Logan uncomfortable.

"Why would I possibly want anything from you?" she scoffed as it was a universally accepted fact and her friends nodded "Wanting anything from you would ruin my reputation. Actually, I was just making way to class and you blocked my way and in order to push you away, I would have to touch you and that's like...gross, so...kindly excuse me"

My lips parted open and a ball of whimper had formed in my throat. Who did she think she was?

She ushered at me to move away. Logan almost lashed out at her but I gripped his wrist in time "Logan...don't" Gently, I dragged him to the corner and Venetia gave me a flying kiss before disappearing into the ocean of students.

"That whore..." Logan clenched his teeth in rage "She's going to get it from me one of these days!"

"It's okay Logan" I smiled at him "Let it go, otherwise, there won't be any difference between her and us"

I turned in my heels and started walking to my chemistry class. Logan obediently followed close behind.

Sometimes I didn't pay heed to Venetia's insults and sometimes, her words cut deep through my chest and squeezed my heart. This was one of those times.

Logan jogged upto me and gathered me in his arms from behind. He buried his face in my hair and soothed me by saying that I was the prettiest girl he's ever met. Undoubtedly, he was only saying that to make me feel better, right?

It wasn't helping. I chewed my lower lip hard to prevent myself from wailing.

"Hey..." he gripped my chin and lifted my face up so I was looking straight into his eyes "Why the sad face? I thought my brave little Cookie Jar didn't give a shit about the bullies" I giggled a little, licking my lips.

"That's right" he caressed my cheeks "You look beautiful when you smile"

My heart fluttered to cloud nine. Did he just call me...beautiful? I had no guts to call him 'cute', and here he was appreciating my looks.

"Let's get to class, shall we?" he laced an arm around my shoulder and lead the way.

I thanked God for Logan, for this amazing person that He had blessed me with. I grinned to myself as we pushed the double-doors, of the classroom, open. Almost immediately, I was drawn out of the misery zone when I took in what was happening in front of me.

A pair was making out on the teacher's desk. The buttons of the guy's shirt were open as he pressed down on the girl. They both turned towards me and Logan with horror anointed on their faces.

For a moment, we all just exchanged glances and the next, the guy was unhurriedly buttoning his shirt and the girl was setting her clothes in place. They pushed past us and ran out of the vacant classroom.

"Wow..." Logan whistled, glancing at their backs "This is why I hate my generation"

I rolled my eyes and claimed my place on the first bench in the centre. Logan was accommodating the one behind me when we heard a girl call out to him.

"Loggie!"

I pursed my lips to stop myself from laughing while Logan was groaning in frustration. We didn't need to look up to see who this girl was.

It was the girl who always clung to Logan and preferred him over everyone else to solve her problems for her. That's Breanna Riley for ya.

She didn't particularly like me, in fact, she hated me but evidently, she had a crush on Logan. And I always teased him about it.

"Hi Logan!" she stood in front of him, grinning hungrily "I have this essay that I need to write for the school newspaper so I thought, maybe you could help me?"

Logan's face was as red as tomato. Stammering, he replied "A...Actually, I'm...I'm..."

"Oh c'mon Logan!" I punched his shoulder playfully "Breanna is asking you so sweetly. Help her out, will you?"

Logan sent a death glare in my direction before turning back to the over-excited Breanna "Okay, meet me in the library in the third period?"

"Okay!" she jumped up and down in enthusiasm "Bye Loggie!" she ruffled his hair and jogged out of the classroom.

The moment she was out, I let out all the laughter that I was holding in.

He gave me a one-sided, annoyed smile "You enjoy seeing me like this, don't you?"

I nodded, still laughing my head off and covering my mouth with my hands.

"Fine" he smiled "And I enjoy seeing you laugh"

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