2 Seaweed Monster

I was amusing myself by watching Candace lather her hair with the school's green hand soap when I got a message.

"Vanesssaaa!!! T.T" Angela sent before walking into the bathroom that Candace was occupying.

"What happened?" I replied, feigning concern, but before she could see it, she saw Candace and burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha! Oh my gosh! What's with that? Are you a seaweed monster or something? Ahahaha!"

Angela laughed so hard she almost fell over onto the disgusting bathroom floor. Candace turned around and glared at her.

"So what if I am? Go bother someone else with your dying cat cries."

"Pfft. Hahaha! The seaweed monster can talk! So scary!" Angela mocked before sneakily taking a picture of her and then going into a bathroom stall to do what she came to do.

"Oh my gosh, you won't believe what I just saw!" She messaged all her friends in a group chat with an attachment of the picture she took.

"A seaweed monster in real life! Are you okay?" Her bestie Brittany replied, completely in sync with her.

"I didn't realize our school started housing homeless people. Should I bring this up with the Student Council? Are you okay, Angela?" A guy named Craig asked.

"I'm okay, I'm okay." She replied.

Others also joined in on bashing Candace and smearing her name until Frank came in with the full story and told everyone what happened.

After being satisfied by the replies she got she finally remembered her purpose in coming in here in the first place.

"Vanessa?" Angela typed meekly.

"Yes, that is my name." I replied.

"I know that already! I wanted to talk to you about what happened today in Science class…"

"What happened in Science class?"

"That bitch Marie became Billy's partner for our new group project! I really wanted to work with him this time, but Brittany kept giving me these puppy dog eyes and wouldn't let go of my arm so I got stuck with her…"

"So what are you going to do? It's not like you can turn back time."

"I really want to bully that snobby bitch Marie until she knows not to mess with Billy…"

'Don't you know doing that would put you on a fast track to meet a bad end? This idiot…' I thought before replying.

"Why? Marie isn't worth your time. She's nothing compared to you, you have nothing to worry about. You should instead focus on becoming more proactive towards Billy. Isn't your hesitance what caused this situation in the first place?"

"You're right, Vanessa… I just get so upset when I imagine them spending time alone together."

'Please spend your time imagining something more productive…' I thought.

"You should steal Billy's alone time from her then. That would be the best revenge."

"Yeah! Tomorrow I'm going to steal all of Billy's free time come hell or high water!"

"That's the spirit!"

'Hmm. Simple kids are the best after all. Much better than Mrs. Mulberry that won't listen to reason.' I thought happily.

By the time Angela left the bathroom Candace was already gone and the next class had already begun. However, this didn't stop me from trying to get Candace's attention. I kept messaging Marie's phone that was now in her back pocket all throughout class. Finally, she got so annoyed she turned it off without even looking at it.

How dare she!

This is a matter of life and death, you know!

Well, no, she doesn't, still…

I decided to kill some time by spying on the male lead. I would've watched the female lead, but she's too boring. All she does during class is seriously study.

Billy was in the middle of gym class, playing basketball with his best buddy Frank. Who's idea was it to put them in the same class? They should get a raise. This eye candy is delicious. I don't even have a mouth and I'm salivating.

Billy's blond hair became damp with sweat sticking to his fair, flushed cheeks. The sweat droplets dripped from his fringe on to his long beautiful eyelashes, thicker than any woman's with mascara on. His every blink revealing his crystalline blue eyes that are so icy they could freeze any enemy in their step.

Frank didn't lose to him in charm at all. His tan body was ripped from all the exercises he had to do for the football team. His skin matched perfectly with his brown fluffy hair and hazel eyes. He dribbled circles around Billy before shooting a basket and scoring a three-pointer, making everyone in the room dizzy from the sight.

Angela, who was watching from a corner of the gym room, clapped loudly and cheered for Frank. This caught Billy's attention and he glared in her direction before going to pick up the ball to get back to playing. Angela never regretted anything in her life as much as she did that moment.

"OMG! I'm such an idiot, Vanessa!" She immediately texted me to vent, disregarding her surroundings. This certainly was an annoying disturbance.

"What happened?"

"I clapped for Frank and Billy glared at me. T.T" She cried incoherently. Luckily, I witnessed the entire thing, otherwise I wouldn't have understood what was so upsetting about this. Actually, even now I don't understand…

"So what?"

"So now he hates me! You stupid bot! My life is over. T.T"

I'm getting nowhere with her… Let's try something else.

"Calm down, I'm sure he doesn't hate you. How could he hate someone as pretty as you?"

She sniffed. "You're right. There's no way he could resist me. He was just jealous I gave Frank attention. Thanks, Van! I knew I could count on you!"

Crisis averted, Angela went back to secretly taking pictures of the boys while they played. So that no one would find it suspicious, she covered it up by taking a selfie with Britanny at the same time.

They hadn't been working out hard, so their bodies were in pristine condition. No sweat. It was hot in the gym so they had rolled up their gym shirts to show off their stomachs. This made Angela's breasts very pronounced from the angle she took the picture. Her flawless tan skin contrasted nicely with Brittany's tender and pale epedermis. Angela's long black hair was up in a ponytail that draped lazily on to her shoulder, but still showed off her neck line perfectly. Brittany had her brunette hair up in a messy bun instead. Both looked very sporty and sweet, which was a complete deception. After making the perfect pose of smiling and holding the basketball in one arm while Brittany loomed over her from behind, Angela took the picture.

Before the teacher noticed and could yell at her, Angela had posted it on her InstaSnap and gone back to playing basketball with Brittany and the other girls until the end of class. She titled it "Playing Basketball With The Girls!!"