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Minty sighed as she pushed the leaned back on the bench having grown tired of scrolling her Instagram feed. Instead, she pocketed her phone and focused her eyes on the new students arriving. She spotted Lucas, one of her old hookups who looked like he had spent most of the summer in the gym by the looks of him. Minty made a mental note to reconnect with him later during the day.

Then of course there were all of the new faces that no doubt belonged to the Liberty transplants. Some looking nervously around, but most of them wearing smug looks of superiority. After a few moments of exchanging nasty glances with some of the girls stepping out of their shiny cars, Minty turned around at the familiar sound of a dingy old Dodge Charge. Her chocolate eyes narrowed and she bit her lip, an annoyed breath escaped Minty as she stood up quickly.

It didn’t take long for Minty to stop over there, as she did she noticed how Spike had stuck his head out of his window scamming on some poor girl. Another annoying grunt escaped her as she continued to stomp over to the hunk of junk.

“So you can’t even set an alarm, dumbnuts?!” Minty exclaimed loudly swinging her arm up in the air and bringing it down swiftly smacking her hand down on the car roof over Spike’s head. She bent down to get up in his face pushing Spike’s head back into his car. “Move over…” she said as she leaned over him pushing her body against his into the car to grab the tea that she spotted in his cup holder. “At least you got my order right” she purred as she retracted herself from the car, giving Spike that look as her face passed his.

Minty flipped her silky hair back as she straightened up taking a long sip from her tea looking back at the girls that Spike no doubt had been harassing. Her eyes focused first on the girl getting off her… motorcycle. Minty raised an eyebrow, really? A motorcycle? Had they been transported back to the early 2000’s, when girls on big bikes were considered the height of sexy? She shook her head and flicked her eyes to the girl standing closest to them.

“I’m sorry… was this idiot bothering you? He has a tendency to d-” Minty almost choked on the tapioca pearls as her mind registered who she was looking at.

“J-juno?!” Minty coughed in disbelief.

Was this really the small introverted little girl she was friends with in elementary school. Damn, she had really filled out since then. Minty’s eyes traveled up and down the redhead’s body but lingered at a specific part. It dawned on her why Spike had stopped here, to begin with. She turned her head quickly to shoot Spike a fiery look. But before she had the chance to chew him out about it Lillith joined the fray.

“Oh hey, Lil…” Minty sighed crossing her arms across her chest looking down at Spike expectantly, waiting for an answer to what was actually up.









A blond head leaned against a newly tanned hand whose wrist was wrapped in a shiny Rolex watch. The head and hand belonged to Richard Diedrikson who currently was absentmindedly poking at his scrambled eggs. Even though it was still pretty early in the morning Richie has already accomplished a lot.

He and his father had gone on their morning run, where they get the chance to finally be alone and talk about everything and nothing, the Cadillac had been polished and readied for its upcoming journey, and now he was seated at the dining room table reading his e-mails about his new school.

His mother passed behind him running her hand through his hair looking over his shoulder at his phone. “The amount we paid to that school, you would think that they could keep it open…” she lamented as her hand traveled down to her son’s shoulder where she gave it a little squeeze.

Richie jerked his head away and ran his own hand through it, trying to look at his reflection in the shiny cabinet door across from him. He had a precise way he wanted his hair even though it didn’t look like it, something his mother never understood.

“Come on mom… it can’t be that bad at this new place,” Richie said as he pocketed his phone when he was satisfied with his hair once again.

A grunt could be heard from behind the large coffeecup his father was holding against his lips. “It better not be or the Liberty board is going to sue, and I will be backing that decision,” he said sternly almost more as a command than a statement. Richie took the hint that he was supposed to report back at the end of the school day.

“Understood…” the young man whispered as he leaned back in his chair. His pocket vibrated and he slipped out his phone once again. The screen showed a picture of a blonde girl and Richie’s face brightened instantly, he held up a finger to his father and snuck out to the foyer.

“Good morning Vee” he greeted smiling to himself looking down at the shiny black and white marble flooring.

“Morning stud, how was the weekend with the boys?” his girlfriend Vanessa’s voice could be heard from the other end calling, from three states over in Vermont where she attended Meadow University.

Richie searched his mind to even begin to describe the golden trio’s Hamptons weekend, in the end, he settled for “Oh you know, the usual… a lot of boozing and a lot of cruising” he let out a little laugh. “How about you babe, what did you get up to this weekend?”

“Nothing much just hung out with my new roommate… she’s kinda weird… You’ll love her!” she exclaimed. A knock could be heard in the background after a slight pause Vanessa returned “I’m sorry Richie I need to jet… I miss you, I’ll call you tonight! Love you have a great day at the new school!”

“Bye! I lov-” he got cut off by the beeping noise of Vanessa hanging up. He sighed as he put his phone back in his pocket, grabbing his jacket putting it on in one swift movement. He slung his already packed school bag across his shoulder before yelling “Bye I’m leaving! I need to pick up the guys” he could hear his parent’s distant goodbyes before he made his way outside and over to his shiny car.

He carefully caressed the side of his orange beauty as he got in and turned the key. As soon as she started to purr Richie felt a calm rushing over him. He pulled out of the Diedrikson estate and made his way over to Marcos’s house.

When he arrived he put his car in park and pressed his hand on the middle of the steering wheel letting out a long and loud honk letting his friend know that he was there and ready for them.












A loud groan could be heard from under the covers of the bed that was located in the middle of Armintah Goh’s messy room. Every surface of the room was covered in either clothes, half-finished painting, or empty Starbucks cups. Eventually, the girl stirred and popped her disheveled head out from her comforter cave. Bleary eyes searched for the phone that was vibrating like something that belonged in her bedside table drawer. Minty fell back dramatically on her back when she finally got her phone to be quiet and stared at the ceiling.

After a minute of brief existential crisis, Minty sat up and stretched her aching muscles. That’s what she gets for staying out late with her very own boy toy Spike getting into trouble in their special way. Not only that, she had decided to stay up to finish a piece that she had been working on for a little while. So now here she sat more tired than she has ever been on the first day of school.

“Fuck!” Minty whispered to herself as a distant memory of an e-mail crept into her mind that was slowly waking up. She had signed up for that stupid mentor program for the new Liberty students. It was her mom’s idea because it gave extra credit and god knows that Minty needed all the extra credit she could get her perfectly manicured hands on. To say that Minty had been disappointed that the Liberty student was a girl was an understatement, but who knows… maybe she’s cute and she can be corrupted. But this meant that she had to impress… she had a reputation to uphold after all.

The dark-haired beauty strutted over to her full body mirror to admire herself for a moment and figure out how she could best honor her title of “Rosefell’s exotic beauty” as these Liberty bitches roll in.

After a quick shower and her hair wrapped up in a towel, the girl sauntered down to the breakfast table where her parents sat waiting for her. As if on cue they started to berate her with demands and questions. But the most they got out of their daughter was a small hum. This was when they brought out the big guns… telling her about the accomplishments of her brother. This earned them a deep eye-roll and a steely glare.

If they only knew that their saint of a son actually was Rosefell’s premiere toxic fuckboy that got not one, but two girls pregnant his senior year. But Minty got paid a pretty penny by Iwan to keep her lips sealed, so all she could do was sit and take his praise and simmer in her own fury. With her last spoon of strawberry yogurt, she almost sprinted back to her room to escape her parents.
After picking out her outfit Minty sat down at her Messy desk to figure out how she easiest, and with as little effort from her she could get to school. She swiftly tapped on her phone and lifted it to her ear and waited for her go-to to pick up.

“Hey it’s your boy Spike, I don’t know who you are or what you want, but you can tell me all about it at the beep. If you hot and DTF, text me where and when. THANKS!”

She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, she should have known that he would still be asleep. And her other ride or die Spice had her car at the mechanics… for the third time this month. It looked like she had to get to school on her trusted bike.

Luckily for her, the trip was mostly downhill, and the slightly chilly breeze served to wake her up even more. As the decrepit building that they called a high school came into view Minty skidded to a stop next to all of the other kids with bikes and locked her bike. Looking around she definitely saw a lot of new faces and fancy cars pulling up. Raising a pristinely plucked eyebrow she made her way to a bench where she plopped down immersing herself in her Instagram in the wait for one of her friends to arrive.














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