I have spent a whole five hours without my phone. Why? I ask myself, the answer is quite simple. After calling an Uber and I saw a message from Renae I smashed my phone on the pavement in anger and hopped into my Uber and went home.

Flinette wasn't even shocked when she saw the remains of my phone and only said that she would get me a new one after school tomorrow. Honestly, I am grateful for her lack of inquisition but it doesnt stop me from wondering when she will explode and demand answers from me.

My head begins to pound lightly at just the thought of all the stress I'd have to go through after getting a new phone, from syncing things back and losing the number that was sending me the pictures.

I change my clothes into what I consider to be comfy home clothes and prepare myself to sleep off the headache if not I'd be in a foul mood tomorrow. Sleep begins to find me until I hear the loud annoying voice of Flinette

"The house lines ringing nonstop and we both know no one's going to call that to reach me and since you're the only dumb one around us breaking phones I suggest you come pick then damn call" Flinette yells from down the stairs

"fuck off" I shout back at her and she doesn't respond.
Guilt for snapping at her the way I did consumes me and then I drag my half dressed self which consisted of me wearing only a sports bra and really short shorts. As soon as I get down stairs I am met by Renae who has the guts to look sheepish and innocent.

I roll my eyes and descend the final steps and stand in front of her. From the side of my eye I see Flinette let out a pissed off hiss before she moves past me and goes to her room.

I gesture for Renae to follow me to my room and walk upstairs with her behind me. When we get in, I sit on my bed and wait for her to state her business. After a minute or so of silence I look up at her and notice her staring at a picture of me and my family and I immediately feel the anger coursing freshly through my veins.
Who the hell does she think she is to look at that picture with an innocent look on her face.

It seems like she senses me looking at her because she turns to face me with a small smile but I can see tears at the corner of her eyes. This irritates me even further than I already am and I cross my arms over my chest.

"Don't start with that crap now" I say sharply and she immediately wipes the tears that were forming and sits down on the edge of my bed and still doesn't say anything. I sigh and run my hand through my hair, "what is it?"

She sighs, "Are we still on for Friday?"

I cock my eyebrows high and look at her, is that the reason she came all the way here? I honestly doubt it, she must have come here to see the results of her actions, whether they affected me or not. I know this ploy she's playing, she's played it one too many times in the past when I was oblivious to the fact that was just string me along, she's trying to put me in my place.

She must be confused. I am not the one who needs to know my place, she is the one. Her priorities are obviously misplaced if she thinks she can steal from me, lie to me, humiliate me, make me lose the most precious thing to me, destroy my mental health and go scot free. I will make sure to make it known that no one dares mess with me after I'm done with her.

"Sure" I grit out and paste a plastic smile, she seems to accept this and pulls me into a hug.
In the past, I lived for these hugs, but now her arms around me simply revolt me. It makes me want to scrub where she touched me so hard that I bet my skin would peel off.

She pulls away and with a snide curl on her lips she drops the final bomb, "great, now I have to go cause I have a date with Jordan"

My lips begin to twitch in a manner that I recognize as me losing my last shred of patience that is stored up for everyday "well then, let me not hold you back" I say and walk her to the front door.

"Also, Renae try not to show up unannounced here again, it bugs Flinette and she doesn't like it when she sees you" I say and slam the door.

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School sucked balls, my mood was sour and anybody could tell by just the mere look at me. It was probably why most of the girls steered clear of me, they were probably scared of the renowned Anderson temper. It seemed the teachers too noticed my mood, they also didn't disturb me and avoided my piercing gaze.

Being in algebra class wasn't also helping my mood. The teacher also noticed it and asked if I would like to be excused to go the nurse's office. I happily obliged an walked out of the class with the aim of heading to the nurse's office.

I was almost there but it seemed like the universe simply wanted to ruin my mood further more. I hear voices coming from one of the many empty classrooms and honestly I would have walked past had I not heard my name being used repeatedly in the conversation.

I contemplate walking away but we all know how curiosity killed the cat and after hearing my name mentioned two more times I decided to check out the people using my name like it was a common word on the street.

I walk carefully to the door and slip in without making a single sound. The voices belong to two girls who I see from time to time during lunch but don't pay attention to. I think they were called 'Icky and Slimy' for reasons unknown to me.

They are seating at the far back of the classroom and I take a seat at an inconspicuous part of the room and begin to listen.

"Are you sure?" I hear Icky say and now that I look at her I see the reasons why they call her that. Her appearance is simply icky and disgusting from her over bleached hair to her fake tan and her cheap perfume.

"Of course I am" Slimy says and leans in closer to icky, "my cousin saw them together"

At this Icky scoffs and rolls her eyes, I honestly know this kind of body language. It's the one skanks like her use before they start gossiping, "I'm not surprised, it's sluts like her who act kind and quiet that do this kind of thing"

"I know right?"

"You would think that she would stay away from him since he is her best friend's boyfriend and all"

"she is such a bitch, you needed to see how she was throwing herself at Micheal the other day" and the other one makes a sound of agreement

"the most disgusting part is that she acts all close to Shaze". At the mention of his name the two girls let out a dreamy sigh.

I feel goosebumps rise up on my arms and I shudder in disgust before sneaking back out. I walk the remaining distance to the nurse's office but before I get there I begin to laugh hysterically.

Because of what she did and what she has made me into I have to hear my name being slandered by two insignificant shits. I clench my fists in anger and begin to take in deep breaths. They will pay, they will all pay.

*

It's lunch break and I'm sitting with the gang which consists of Shantele, Renae, Jordan and I and a couple of football players, cheerleaders and some other people that Renae considers worthy enough to be seen with us, which also includes Micheal.

The two people I have been waiting for finally arrive and are about to walk past our table when I call out, "Vicky, Riley" with a smile on my face.

Immediately I call out their names the cafeteria becomes silent and everyone is staring at me in shock and I simply keep on smiling while Vicky and Riley stare at me wide eyed.

"what are you doing standing there, c'mon here" I say and motion for there to come over and they hesitantly come closer. I motion for two cheerleaders to give up their seats and they do so but not before throwing glares at me which I ignore.

As soon as they seat and for the next two minutes nothing happens, the cafeteria turns back to it's normal bustle though still with stares at our directions. After a while I turn my attention to the two girls and placed my hand under my jaw and smiled like someone who was about to have a conversation with a friend.

"So, how long have you guys been friends?" I ask and tilt my head a little and beam at them innocently in order to get them to talk. As soon as I speak the level of noise reduces and I can see some people looking in our direction.

Vicky speaks up first and it's clear that she's the bolder one among them, "we've been friends since we were kids"

I fake a look of shock, "really?" I ask and they nod which fuels me to continue, "so, your like best friends?". At this they nod and beam at me and I turn to look at Renae with a similar smile on my face, "you hear that, best friends just like us"

Renae merely nods and smiles back before looking back at her phone, and I smile before I continue, "though not like us exactly" this statement makes everywhere quiet and the people around us raise their brows at me questioningly, "I mean, we're best friends but at least we don't shag each other"

The two girls freeze with their eyes wide open and Renae finally drops her phone and looks at me with an interested expression and so does the entire cafeteria. Riley starts fidgeting in her seat meanwhile Vicky tries to glare at me without being too obvious about it.

"W-what d-do you mean?" Riley asks with her voice coming out more as a squeak than a question, and I see Riley reach out to hold Vicky's hand under the table.

"what do you mean what do I mean?' I ask and let out a little laugh, "all I'm saying is that best friends don't lick each others vagina's"

Furious whispers begin and Riley becomes pale while Vicky's face is red with rage and I let out a laugh, "whats up with your expressions, someone would think that I'm referring to you guys" I then laugh and Riley's face begins to gain colour.

I look at them for a while before motioning for Shantele to give me her phone which she does with the ghost of a smirk on her face. I then turn to face Renae, "I just got the photos from your party"

Dearly beloved Status Quo readers it is your author Qwiin_tee here.

First of all I would like to apologize for not being able to update when I was supposed to, no excuses can make up for it. To show my remore I will be giving you a double update.

I am still not done with my final exams so I am still very much busy and will not be able to function as fully as I could before which leads me to the dreadful news I have in store for you.

I will be heavily editing Status Quo from the top and will therefore not be updating for a while until I am sure there are no more grammatical potholes and plot loopholes in it.

I hope by the time I get back you all will still be here eagerly waiting for me, I promise it won't take long before Status Quo and I are back.

Without further ado, I give you the second chapter, do enjoy as I send my regards and hopes to see you once again when I fully make me comeback.....