His Little Dirty Secrets

CHAPTER 4

LOLA 'S POV

THE LAST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL

This school sucked like hell. I hated it. I was happy that this was my last day here. It is actually a relief.

My mother had just gotten a new permanent job at Shakers Town and that is where we were going to live for the rest of our lives.

My mother is an artist. She is always moving to new towns to explore their culture. That is why I actually managed to get away with the horrible things I did.

My tiny little secrets.

I am yet to join Shakers High when we move. I just hope that it will be a good school compared to this s**t-hole.

Here, I am the queen Bee. I rule everyone here at this school.

I am the bad girl though. I set rules of the school. It sucks here because there is no competition.

Everyone fears me here and I want the challenge. I want to try new things. 

I have rules first of all. My first rule is that, I cannot fall in love. I fell in love sometime back but…

Just know that it did not end well. That is a story for another day.

Now that the love issue is cleared, my second rule is that, I never tolerate bullshit. I have bullied and hurt some people of the school.

I am heartless, I really don't care about anything.

Ever since my first love disappointed me, things have never ever been the same.

"Lola,"Peggy called me. She has been trying so hard to be my friend and I decided to at least give her a chance.

Not that I care about her. It is just that she can do dirty deals for me.

"Yes Peggy,"I answered as I applied black lipstick on my teeth.

"He wants to talk to you,"She told me.

"Who?"I asked as I combed the fringe of my curly hair which was all messy.

I didn't care about its neatness. What I cared about is that, it portrays the new me.

I also wore black rimmed glasses that matched well with my ever bold black lipstick.

I loved wearing tights and booty shorts. I will say yes to black crop tops and also black vest tops.

I love wearing boots. I have this knee high black boots that have been my statement ever since I decided to change.

My black chocker is my statement piece that I can't live without. It clearly shows my identity now and I loved it.

I have two tattoos. One is on my thigh. That is a diamond. No one has ever seen it though because I have never exposed it for the entire world to see.

I wish I could erase it. I went with the then love of my life to have a tattoo and we both had matching tattoos.

This is a stupid decision that I regret upto now. After the breakup, I was left with this stupid diamond tattoo and there is nothing that I can do.

I have to deal with it every single day.

The second tattoo is on my hand. 

"STRONG"

I inked myself Strong when I was on my darkest moments. I was depressed and deeply hurt. I figured that if I had a tattoo that constantly reminds me to be stronger then I would get better.

Of which I did. Tattooing my body has always been my escape and right now, I am planning on a new one.

I will have it before I join the new school.

.

"Come on, he needs to talk to you,"Peggy reminded me.

"Who?"I asked dismissively. This is my last day here and I didn't want someone to waste my time. I want to have the most of it.

I will bully a couple of students. Seeing them suffer makes me feel stronger.

It is such a shame that I was like them some time back. Anyway, we move.

I don't care about them. They should deal with what is being thrown at them just like the way I dealt with mine.

"Mr. Dave,"Peggy said and my heart dropped.