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😈VIXEN HIGH😈
(Revolution Of Mean 😈🔥)
Season 1
Episode one
Who are the HAZEL’s girls?!
“I heard Harley was mean because she is in-love with her brother,”
“One time Harley glared at me, I almost fainted,” she said with a blush ☺️
“Rumor as it the HAZEL’s are insecure that’s why they constantly bully,”
“Heard Leah make-out with Harley’s twin brother,”
“Rumor made it Harley once kissed a girl, so I kiss my bff till now we’re no longer friends,” she said with a sober look.
“Students says Harley was once pregnant, so I got pregnant for her to notice me, too bad she wasn’t even pregnant in the first place instead she mocked me real hard,” the girl said already crying.
“My hot brother was approached by her, but when he turns her down she made my brother crawl at her feet for weeks,”
“Anna once smile at me, but Harley smack it off her face,”
“Heard Zoey make out with tons of teachers for good grades,”
“Rumor as it Emma is in-love with some poor dude,”
For all we know HAZEL’s girls are the meanest in the whole world of existence
*Cheryl*
I can smell and feel the fresh breaths of *Vixenville High School* passing through my lungs as I walk in my new school with elegancy, heading straight to my first class, while glancing at some exciting school views at the hallway.
I walk in on the teacher teaching, I stopped on my track feeling immediately like a shadow, then move in slowly dragging my feet like it wasn’t mine, slowly I got to the miss’s front then close my eyes and wave gently at her and the whole class. Gosh this is the moment I actually wish I never existed, holy embarrassment take me home and wipe my memories.
“Are you the new kid the principal was talking about?” She asked lowering her glass.
I opened one of my eyes, peering at her, before picking up a chalk then walks over to the chalkboard and wrote *Yes*.
“Uhmm great, so what’s your name?, introduce yourself to the whole class!” She said, obviously surprised by my antics.
I cleaned the *Yes* then wrote *I’m Cheryl, Cheryl Blossom that’s all I can share please.*
“Wait! Are you sure you’re okay kiddo?”
I cleaned and wrote *100%*
She *uhhhhhhh* for some time before saying “I see, go and take a sit.”
“So I was saying......” she continue her speech or teaching rather.
I walk boldly approaching an empty seat, with everyone looking at me super weirdly, guess I did made some moves.
I took a seat beside this young looking nerd of a guy; I mean what type of teenage guy wears on big glasses in a age of lens, and teeth braces at the age of 16 or 17 it super nerdy, I bet he got a lot of predators or bullies around here. Opposite me was this good looking guy, very moderate with his hair gelled sideways giving him the perfect rich guy look.
I said nothing to both of them as I just took my seat gently in between them.
I was a damn introvert at my formal high school, I literally never existed there; I was a shadow, I had zero friends, zero enemies, with zero lovers, and zero life there. When we moved here three days ago I promised myself to zone out of my introvert existence, and confront this world a little, I mean I can’t be alone forever, I need to confront this world a little.
I’m Cheryl as u know, and there’s nothing to know about me except, I have faced the worst and still facing the worst from my family, just know my mom is dead, she died of lung cancer, she left me and dad with Kai my little brother. And since she left, the world took a hell turn on us, something am not ready to let out yet.
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