The weekend had been phenomenal. Or at least what Jenna could remember of it had been. It had been party after party straight up to Sunday night when everyone went home and tried to finish a weeks worth of homework in a night. Jenna didn't have to worry about that, she had guys to do it for her.
She sat in front of her mirror, having already and showered and dressed for the day, checking to make sure every aspect of he was perfect. Her long red hair was tied in a fishtail braid that laid lazily over her left shoulder. Black eyeliner outlined her blue and made them pop, and pink gloss gave her lips a kissable look. She was the exact vision of what every high school wanted to be; thin, tall, and insanely pretty. It was no wonder she ruled the school.
When Jenna was positive there was no flaw in her reflection she stood up and crossed the room, grabbing her bag and cell phone as she went. Apparently the latest drinking challenge was the talk of the school right now. Jenna couldn't help but smile at that. There was need to take a poll, everyone at the party already knew that Jenna kicked Ryleigh's ass. This silly little voting thing was just prolonging the inevitable.
Jenna skipped out on breakfast, wanting avoid her mother and her critical glares, and went straight to her car. It was a pretty little sports thing that her father had gotten her for her birthday. Oh the perks of having a rich daddy.
The young girl lived only a few blocks from the school so driving was pointless, but she would rather be caught dead than walking. The parking lot was the place to be in the mornings and where she normally got her homework from whatever love struck nerd she had do it over the weekend. Normally she would hang out there for a little bit before making her way to her locker.
The worse part about this though was passing that God damn Ryleigh. bitch always had some snide comment to make and every time she opened her mouth Jenna wanted to punch her God damn teeth out. She literally had to fight the urge to yell at her as she walked past. Blatantly ignoring her seemed to help.
Seeing Ryleigh always put her in a foul mood and she would sit in History imagining how good it would feel to strangle the life out of her. To finally one up her and show her who really ruled this school.
At the end of class the announcements came on and Jenna listened since it was hard not to. They were blaring into the classroom after all.
“Good morning, Haven Bay students! How are you feeling today? That’s great, great... But please excuse me, staff and students; this is an important announcement regarding the girls’ varsity soccer team: they are looking for replacements. There are currently three places open on the team, so in order to prepare for the competition against Saint John’s, they’re searching for people like you! Tryouts will be held after school at precisely 3 P.M. Please meet on the soccer field if you’re interested. If you have any questions, any at all, please direct them to Ryleigh Atkinson, the captain, or Penelope Brinson, the vice captain. Thank you, and have a great day!”
Jenna saw red.
The second the bell rang she was out of her seat and out the door. She found her co-captain, Becca, and ordered the girl to find every damn soccer ball the school had and deflate it. There would be no way that the soccer team would be taking away their precious practice time. Not this close to sectionals.
Then she went and hunted down Ryleigh. Just the sight of the girl filled her with such a deep anger that she wanted to punch the nearest wall. However, Jenna was a master of self-control. To an extent.
"What the fuck was that shit!?" She shouted as she slammed the other girl into the lockers. "Do you think this is some kind of game you stupid bitch? The cheer squad had the field today and you fucking knew that! What the hell kind of shit are you trying to play at!?" Jenna was mad. Jenna was very mad.