Angelina's POV

Throughout the day I feel everyone's constant stares on me like don't they have anything better to do. But then I remember it is high school, these people live for this sh*t.

And the fact that the asshole is glaring holes in my head doesn't help that fact. He didn't relent his gaze even in our AP Calculus class. I mean, okay, you got a blow to your ego for most probably the first time in your life but seriously your education must be more important than that! By the way he acts, I can't even begin to fathom how he even ended up in an AP class on top of that Calculus. But hey, I am not the one for judging a book by its cover, 'cause I myself know better, maybe he is a closet nerd, who cares?

Anyway, I am seated in my English class. I am leaning so much back into my chair that now I am beginning to worry that I will fall down. So like the smart person I am, I sit properly. Now since I am in class, I should have work right? Well, I am supposed to do this worksheet while our teacher is doing god knows what on his phone. And even if I like reading, this worksheet bullsh*t is really boring so I am allowed to zone out right? Come on, even both the words rhyme!

Well, I have to complete this or else I would have to do it at home which I am so not okay with. But I think some people have other things on their mind as suddenly out of literally nowhere, a paper ball struck me. Some mature sh*t right here guys! I dismiss it thinking whoever it was will move on to some other poor kid. But no, whoever it is only wants to annoy me, 'cause I am struck by another one.

When I turn to glare at the offender, I am met with three identical smirks or rather boys. If you still did not get it, then one, you are slow and two, they are triplets. And did I mention that they are the most popular guys of Stanfield high?

Drake, aka the bad boy mouths "Open it." to me. Even though they are identical with little difference in eye and hair color, he still manages to look the hottest since his jaw is broader than the other two. He has dark brown eyes which almost hide his pupils and dark brown hair which he keeps in a messy look.

Don't tell me he actually thinks I am going to open it after he struck me with a paper ball!

Don't do it!

But he deserves it! I know it may not be a big deal to some people but to me it is really annoying, like can't you just wait till the class is over. And if you are so impatient, can't you just pass a note like normal people do.

But you don't want to piss off more people after today's incident.

But me being me, flip him off and get back to my worksheet. So much for that little debate with my subconscious.

Then I hear muffled laughter and a not so subtle smack. Sometimes I really wonder if our teacher is deaf and blind...

Then I get struck by another ball. Someone's really persistent.... But thankfully, before I can create another scene, the bell rings.

*****

Currently, I am in the cafeteria eating at our table with Katie, Rosie and Ash. Our cafeteria has rectangular tables of different sizes and has every color known to man in it. In simple words, our cafeteria's colour scheme is multi-colour. Our group sits on one with six plastic chairs surrounding it - three on each side along the long edge. And guys, today's hot topic is, Is chocolate ice cream better than strawberry? I know, it's a really great topic.

"It should not even be up for discussion! Chocolate is downright the best flavor of ice cream." Asher says, glaring at Rosie.

"Oh please, have you ever even tasted the sweet goodness known as strawberry ice cream. Cause if you have, we won't even need to have this discussion." Rosie says, glaring right back at him.

Katie and I share a look. Then she mouths "Do something."

"Hey guys, has anyone of you seen Chris?"

"He just entered the cafeteria." Asher states and then gets back to his heated discussion with Rosie.

"Hey everyone!" Chris says, sitting beside me.

"Hey Chris." "Hey yourself." Katie and I chorus. Asher and Rosie mumble a quick "Hey." and continue their discussion.

"What are those two so passionately arguing about?" Chris asks. He has dark brown eyes and brown hair which are darker at the roots. He always keeps them combed up backwards so that they appear to be sticking up.

"Apparently, if they do not figure out if chocolate ice cream is the best or strawberry the world would come to an end." I state dryly, turning to my other best friend and lay my head on the table.

"No kidding?" Chris chuckles.

"The world ending is a bit of exaggeration, but no kidding." Katie confirms.

"Wow." Is all he says, still chuckling.

"Where were you this morning?" Katie asks him. At this I perk up, interested.

"I was just running late, overslept." He says, waving off the question nonchalantly.

He never oversleeps and even if by a miracle he did, he is avoiding eye contact, so I know something is up but I don't press. He will tell us in his own time.

"And Anne, why are Drake and the new guy glaring at you?" Chris asks. What new guy?

"What new guy?" I ask him, disregarding his question I will tell him everything later.

"Jacob Wilson, the guy over there." He says pointing towards the asshole. "The Wilsons moved into the town recently and word is that they are quite well off and dare I say even more than the Jhonsons. And it looks like Jake is giving them run for their money even popularity wise."

"Well, he is an asshole." I say and when I was about to turn, I accidentally caught his eye and boy was his glare harsh. I stare right back, as if daring him. Stupid, I know, but he really brings out my bitchy irrational side.

"And what made you come to this conclusion?" Chris asks, making me break the glare.

And just my luck, when I turned my gaze back to Chris, my eyes fell on the person over his shoulder - Drake and he motions me to come and sit beside him.

And just like that, the whole cafeteria got silent. Come on, I know he never calls anyone to sit with them, but seriously?! And if possible, the asshole's glare turns even harsher.

"No." I mouth, he wants to talk to me so why should I go over to him?
And then I turn back to my friends. Just like that the whole cafeteria gasps. I internally groan, like guys come on get a life!

"OK, now seriously tell me what is going on. Why would Drake Jhonson call you to sit with him?" Chris asks.

"For that first you need to know what happened in the morning...."

Just as I start to explain three chairs land on our table and the triplets sit down. Now no one is being even discreet with their staring. Some cheerleaders are glaring at me. Even Rosie and Ash stop arguing. We all just sit gaping at them.

"Tiger, I think we have a conversation that is due." Drake smirks at me. The rest two just have smug grins on their faces.

"Why are you being so persistent?" I ask baffled.

"You see Tiger after this morning I am sure you hate Jacob." Jacob? Oh yeah that asshole. "And so do we. So let me come straight to the point we want to destroy his popularity." He says and the rest two nod.

"Don't include my sister in your petty plans." Asher grits out going into his overprotective brother mode before I can say something.

"I think the lady can speak for herself." Drake says staring at Asher daring him to contradict.

"Ash" I give him a reassuring look. He reluctantly backs down.

"Why do you need my help?" I ask confused 'cause I mean they are the most popular guys here, how can I help? Even if I am not one of the most unpopular people I am far from being popular.

"Sweetheart you can be our beauty and brains; we can be your muscles and money. Together we can bring him down. It's a win - win situation." Noah aka the chocolate boy of our school answers giving me a cheeky grin. He has honey brown eyes and dark brown hair just like his brother but he has bangs making him look younger than his age and his skin is a bit darker than the other two. Even if he has a narrower face than Drake his cheeks are a bit chubby which doesn't help his case at all.

I just stare at him processing the information.

"Sweetheart I know I am hot but it's rude to stare." He says still giving me the cheeky grin. Is he for real?

"Don't mind him princess he has a bad habit of flirting with everyone." Justin aka the prince charming of our school says giving me a polite smile. He has hazel eyes and light brown hair which he has set properly and since his hair is a bit curly they seem puffed up. His face structure is identical to Noah's minus the chubby cheeks. And he is the first sane person I have seen in what seems like forever.

"One, what is it with the nicknames and two, I want this issue to blow over not fuel it."

"Sweetheart about the first point this is the way we show our love to the people we like. Draky over here is Grumpy, Just is Goody and me being me am Goofy." Noah says. Before I can stop myself I laugh so hard that I am grasping for breath. The whole table is laughing along with me. While Drake is glaring at Noah and Justin is burning from embarrassment.

"They suit you guys." I choke out between my laughter and now even Justin joins us while Drake tries hard to keep his glare.

After the laughter dies out Justin says "About the second point we will not force you but at least give it a thought." looking at me.

"Fine, I will think about it." All three of them give me satisfied grins well almost a grin from Drake.

"Now can anyone tell me what happened this morning and why Anne owed them a conversation?" Everyone just laughs at him at first and then finally fills him up.

After that we eat our lunch in peace the awkwardness reduces each passing minute. By the time the lunch is about to end I can say we all have reached at a point past acquaintances.

*****

We all stop at the lockers so that I can take my books for the next class. When I am about to go back to my friends, I almost bump into someone.

"Looks like Miss Attention seeker is even now not satisfied with the attention she has already gotten." I look up to see the asshole glaring at me but before I could retort he stormed off.

"I am in." I say the moment I reach my friends, staring right at the triplets.

"I said I am in and I have just the idea." Their looks of confusion clear and Noah lets out a hoot while Drake gives me a satisfied smirk.

"What is the idea?" Justin asks smiling at me just as the bell rings.

"Later" is all I say.

*****

Author's Note

Hey everyone! I hope you are liking the story this far and those who had already read the first chapter before have read it again. Do you guys like Chris and the triplets? And I assure you things are going to get even more interesting in the upcoming chapters. Another thing, asshole is kind of Anne's nickname for Jacob at least for now and she swears a lot when she is angry so sorry if you think the swearing is too much. But there will be little to no swearing when she is calm so you can say she acts and talks like she feels.

Have a nice day 🙃!