She answers the phone, feeling numb for blacking out last night.

"Sup, babe!" Rihanna screams at her. A shiver runs through her body. The heck, Rihanna has a loud voice for God's sake!

"Ri, you're bursting my eardrums! What's up?" Mabel replies, not sure if she's interested.

"What's up?! You do know that we've school today, right? And I don't share secrets on the phone. Trust issues!"

Mabel rolls her eyes. What was she thinking when she told Rihanna that she was the 'bestest friend ever' in the fifth grade?!

"Yeah, yeah, your trust issues. And it's high school, not just school. Anything can happen here."

She hears Rihanna sigh on the other side. "Whatever. Just come quickly. It's eight twenty already."

Eight twenty?! She looks at her bedside clock and sees the time. Fuck, she's late.

"I'll be there in ten minutes!" She hangs up, throwing herself out of the bed. She hurries herself into a quick bath and pulls on her uniform. As rushing, she accidentally wears variegated socks and runs out of her home.

"Holy Shit!" Rihanna exclaims as her friend arrives into the school gates, panting. Mabel looks at her, trying to catch her breath.

"What?"

Rihanna laughs as she points out the socks. Mabel curses them as she finally gets her voice. They walk to their classes.

"So what's that you wanted to talk about?" Mabel suddenly remembers.

A big smirk appears on Rihanna's lips. "There's. A. New. Hot sauce. In. School."

Mabel notices her excitement when she says the words "Hot sauce" and "School". She sighs.

"Seriously, babe. Try once atleast to be excited. I heard he's super sexy. Even in bed!" Rihanna winks at this.

They pass the restroom. Mabel decides to fix her messy hair before entering the class. She lets Rihanna go ahead of her.

As she washes up her face and unties her messy bun, she hears the door behind her bang loudly. Quiet groans fill the room and she can't help but smirk at the thought of what's happening in there.

Promptly, the door opens and a blonde girl chuckles, striding out of the room. Mabel ties her hair in a high ponytail and watches in the mirror for the other person to be out.

A guy appears, topless, buckling his belt. But before she could even see his face, Rihanna infiltrates out of nowhere and pulls her away. Mabel frowns, remembering the scent of the topless guy somewhere. But then she surrenders and goes to her class.

He buttons his shirt, thinking about the girl he just saw in front of him. He blames himself for not being able to see her face. There was a weird sensation that reminded him of the party last night.

He leaves the room, smiling at his mysterious thoughts.