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After class I walk to the cafeteria with Kristie, our arms intertwined as we chat about Summer and what we had been up to. Well, I say we both talked but it was mostly Kristie, her out of school activities are much more exciting than mine.

"Plus it's only a week or two and then Cameron is back and we can all be reunited!" I squeal in response to her, our conversation changing to how jealous we were of his holiday making him miss school time. Cameron was one of our best friends and had been for almost as long as Kristie and I had been friends, and I had missed him insanely over summer because he'd been away the entire time.

Our conversation continued until we walked through the large, red doors of the cafeteria and that's when we paused. Kristie knew the rules, Matt always came first, so even though I wanted to go and sit with her and our friends, I had to sit on the other side of the room where I could see our school colours shining from the uniforms of sports teams.

I turn to Kristie with an apologetic smile, getting nothing back but sympathy which makes bile come up in the back of my throat. "Well... I'll see you later?" The words manage to squeeze out from between my lips and she nods before turning away, cheers and conversation greeting her as she sits down.

On the other hand, when I arrive at my table I'm greeted with mild hellos and the sight of someone sitting on my boyfriend's lap.

Annoyance simmers in my stomach and I clear my throat, "Excuse me, Tracey?" Her head whips around and everyone stares at me, "Do you not have a seat you could occupy instead of my boyfriend's lap?" Laughter follows and I send her a sickly sweet smile, not wanting anyone to think I was horrible. She rolls her eyes and pouts, hopping from Matt's lap and he gives me a shrug, motioning for me to fill the space she had left.

I lower myself and Matt's arms automatically slide around my waist, bringing my body against his. "I don't like it when she does that," I mumble and Matt squeezes me in response, a slight smile on his lips.

"I know Princess, and you're very sexy when you're jealous." I giggle as his lips plant themselves on my neck, working their way to my ear. The rest of the table doesn't seem to notice us, even if they did I doubt they would say anything, no one ever goes against Matt. The breath on my ear was now very hot and I could feel the change of atmosphere before the whisper even left his lips. "But if you ever talk like that again in front of me you're going to wish you hadn't."

My blood runs cold and my fingers go numb as he slowly pulls his head out from the crook of my neck and I can't do anything but stare into his eyes, his finger trailing down my cheek.

"Now be a good girl and get me my lunch, yeah?" my chin is in his hold and I feel him guide my head into a nodding motion while my body is still frozen in fear. He winks at me before bumping me off his legs and I stumble to my feet. As I turn to walk away, wanting to be out of the crowd of people as soon as possible, there's a sting on my butt and I realise that Matt had just spanked me in front of everyone.

A chorus of laughter erupts and I have to join in, acting like it's all just fun and games, even though my heart feels like it's about to pound its way out of my chest. I turn away from the table, Matt's smirk and Tracey's glare following me the entire way across the room and I sigh once I'm far away.

Looking across the room I can see Kristie sitting laughing at something and all I want to do is walk over and take a seat but I stay back and watch from afar instead, my heart burning in jealousy at the light conversation being passed between them.

I feel eyes on me and quickly turn to the food section, knowing full well that the eyes watching me are Matt's, somehow he always finds me in this school.

Well, I suppose that could be one thing I could hope for with all these new arrivals – maybe I'd be able to hide from Matt a little more, not constantly feel like I'm under surveillance.

I smile at the cafeteria worker on the front today and she smiles back softly, passing me a salad and a burger without me even asking. I pay for it along with a bottle of water and then turn and walk back, politely smiling at people as I pass, but not wasting any time in trying to talk to anyone- Matt wanted his food.

I get back to the table and I'm grateful that there's now a seat free next to Matt instead of on him and I quickly take it, passing him his food. He smiles, pecking me on the cheek before turning back to the football team and continuing his conversation about their strategy for the upcoming game. I internally groan as I realise I'm going to have to make conversation with the three witches.

Our table is what you would call the 'popular table'; filled with jocks, cheerleaders and social climbers. I turn to look at my 'friends' and they smile back at me.

"Have I told you that I just absolutely love your hair, Anna?" exclaims Nancy, her voice sounding like cats with their tails trapped in a door.

"Oh no but I totally love your dress, definitely a top pick for fashion season," adds Amy while scanning me over, "and the shoes match amazingly too!" I smile gratefully at her, even though I hate it and I know as soon as I'm gone they'll talk about it.

"Did you pay for it yourself, or is that another one of Matt's charities... oh sorry I mean gifts." The smile flickers off my face as I take a deep breath and turn to look at the spawn of Satan herself.

Tracey.

Her blonde hair looks like it seriously needs a deep condition and her eyelashes are weighing down her eyelids, but it's not as if I could openly criticise her. I mean for starters she was one of my 'best friends' and secondly our outfits could be from the same store, except she willingly chose them.

I smile a sickly sweet smile at her and giggle, leaning into Matt as I do, who turns around expectantly and looks at us all.

"Yeah, I have to confess it was another gift from Matty." I lean up and kiss him quickly, making him grin and he smiles at me softly.

"Anything for the most perfect girl in the world." The girls gush at us while I adoringly clutch onto his arm and the boys laugh, shouting 'whipped' playfully. Matt turns back to them and they pretend to fight, their voices soon going back to football.

I can't help but glare at them. The three musketeers surround Matt and I scoff. They go by the names of Luke, Andy and Carter, and I have to admit that if I didn't have to be friends with them then I would be avoiding them with at least a half-mile radius. Who knows what you could catch.

Luke was your typically jock, dating a new cheerleader every other week and using his place on the football team as a technique to pick them up. The amount of 'girlfriends' he's had and then cheats on is unbelievable and I don't understand how any girl still gives him the time of day. Nancy was hopelessly in love with him and I felt for the girl, she got her heart broken monthly by him, whenever he wanted someone easy he had her within a week, but despite whatever he did to her she wouldn't say no, he had her wrapped around his finger. 

I knew the feeling.

Next was Andy and I suppose out of all of them he was the least horrific. He was known for swooping down and grabbing vulnerable girls, those who Luke had usually just dumped would fall straight into his arms- which honestly was disgusting on a whole new level. But I guess he never did anything too horrible, girls knew what he was like so there was never any surprise in the way he acted.

But the worst of them was Carter. Even his name made me shudder to my core, goosebumps rising on the skin of my arms. He was the worst of the worst, the guy that people know whether you're at the school or not, the one that the rumours follow around and your parents tell you to stay away from. He had no morals and no dignity. Anything bad that you could imagine an eighteen-year-old boy doing in high school, he's done. Whether it's stealing the principles car, beating up younger kids or always somehow managing to get a girl at a party who is 'extremely drunk' and needs 'taken home', he gets away with it all with a wink and a slip of cash donated by his parents. Carter made bile rise in the back of my throat whenever he looked at me, and I had seen the way he had looked at me.

It's one of the reasons I was grateful for Matt. He would never touch me as long as I was with him, he idolised Matt and like everyone was scared of him. Plus they were best friends and the number of times I'd heard 'bro code' get used between them was exhausting. 

Green eyes lock onto mine and I feel their venom quickly flow through my veins, my stomach turning as he winks at me. I quickly look away, heart racing in my chest. Carter just loved to put me on edge.

"So is everyone really excited about the newcomers tomorrow?" Nancy asks innocently, her brown eyes soft as she puts a sandwich to her mouth, the filling falling out without her noticing. She really was oblivious.

"Oh definitely!" Amy grins, "I heard they have a lot of guys at that school. And Josie from algebra said that she once drove through there by accident and saw a bunch of cute guys and they might be in like a gang or something."

Tracey scoffs, rolling her eyes. "And what the hell would Josie know, her mother is a waiter, she wears green with purple and not to mention no one is stupid enough to accidentally drive to Eastern Valley Woods." Her eyes drift to the side of her and she smirks, "Well, except for maybe Nancy."

I scowl at Tracey's happiness in hurting someone that's meant to be her 'friend', even though Nancy might be a bit of an airhead I'd never seen her do anything horrible, she just stood by and watched Tracey torment people. But that was Tracey; she was like the female version of Carter except she wasn't so open about it all the time. Most of her handiwork was done in the shadows, peoples secrets suddenly being known and boyfriends betraying girls that you never thought would - she had a way of getting into people's heads and finding weaknesses. It's why I was so careful around her. Although she acted like my friend I knew she's stab be in the back at the first sign of an opportunity but she also couldn't do anything to ruin her reputation, and if she did something to me then she'd hurt Matt too, and that was something she'd never do.

I looked at her and almost choked when I noticed that her dress was having a hard time containing her very generous chest.

"Um Tracey," I say politely, batting my eyelashes, "I think your dress might be caught on something, it seems to be pulling it down quite a bit." Her eyes turn sharp and she glances down, clearly seeing how much she was exposing.

"I think it looks good," she retorts, an evil glint lighting her face, "What do you think, Matty?"

Rage grows in my stomach as Matt stops his conversation and turn to her, giving her a once over and I want to scream when I see him smirk at her chest, which was obviously much bigger than mine.

"I think you look great." He grins and she smirks at me, straightening with pride, "But I think you should probably pull it up a little before you set off every hormonal freshman in the room." Her smile falls and she huffs, yanking the dress up to make it much more modest and I finally feel like I can look at her without feeling like I was seeing her naked.

She starts the conversation again, talking about how her father had bought some boat or something at the weekend and also something about wanting to throw a back to school party but I can't get my mind off Matt and the way he looked at her. For me being 'perfect' he sure seemed to like her body more than mine. I glance down at my own chest which is covered by the material and I frown, maybe I wasn't sexy enough for him? Maybe he was getting tired of my body? I already had quite big assets but maybe I needed to show them off more, make him want me?

"Everything okay, Princess?" Matt's quiet voice interrupts my thoughts and I look up at him with a seductive grin.

"Everythings perfect." I purr leaning towards him and his face lights up like he's won the jackpot, leaning in to connect his lips with my own. I push my body into him, running my hands through his hair and I feel his smirk against my lips as he grabs my ass, devouring me. His tongue feels heavy and a little slimy in my mouth and I grow slightly uncomfortable and pull away, not wanting to look at the boys who are wolf whistling and cheering him on.

Matt chuckles, his blue eyes sparkling as he wraps an arm around my shoulders, "And that boys is why this girl is my girlfriend."

"You better watch it Daley," Carter counters, walking towards us with confidence, "You're not careful and I might want a piece of that action for myself." He winks at me and I feel cold. It gets even worse when I hear Matt beside me laughing. I quickly force out a light and airy laugh hoping to fool them into thinking that his words didn't terrify me, but instead all I do is feel them weigh me down like an anchor at the bottom of the ocean.

"Maybe one day, Jones." Matt teases, punching him in the arm and all the tension seems to leave the room at his actions, the conversations starting again. This lets me sink into the background and eat my salad without having to force conversation with people that make my skin crawl and blood boil.

Giving me a break from putting up the facade as the 'perfect' Annabelle Williams. 

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