34- Fat Rena

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After a hours of searching up Rena's full name, I found some dirt on her.

The bitch has been arrested before.

I printed almost one hundred copies of her mugshot.

And let me tell you, it's not pretty.

Her platinum blonde hair was matted and knotted in all places. Her black eyeliner was smeared all the way to her cheekbones.

She also looked fifty more pounds that's she weighs now.

Her lip stick was smeared just like her fucked up eyeliner.

Acne covered her forehead and nose.

You could probably play connect the dots on her face....

Also it might be just me but her nose looks a lot wider than it is now.

Nose job?

Maybe......

I send a quick text to Becca that I got something to blackmail her with. Rena will be forced to delete the picture of Becca and
Coach K.

I exit out my browser just in time as Asher barges in my room.

"Asher Alfonzo Valentine! How many times do I tell you to knock!?" I yell and stand up.

"All the time, but I never listen. And I don't plan on listening anytime soon." He retorts with a tiny scowl.

"What do you want, Ash?"

"Kaia called me." He smirks and takes a seat on my bed. "I'm suppose to tell you to not hang out with Becca Stone."

My eyes roll without me even thinking.

Kaia is using my little brother to try to stop me!?

"Look....Kaia seemed really worried for you. She was on the verge of tears. I could hear it in her voice."

"Did Kai ask you to say this?"

"Yep." He respond popping the 'p.'

"Cool. Now get out."

"Okay, love you sis." Asher waves and blows me a mocking kiss.

I pretend to grab his kiss and throw it on the floor. Then I start stomping on it.

"Damn, mom gave birth to a psychopath." Asher mumbles before walking downstairs.

I try dialing Kaia's number but it goes straight to voicemail like all the other times I tried.

I sigh. I'm too damn tired to deal with anything.

I get under the pink and red duvet on my bed and close my eyes.

>>>>>>>>>

"Okay, you trick ass whore ass fuckin' bitch!" Becca stomps up to Rena with her mugshots in hand.

Rena crosses her arms over her chest. Her short floral dress swaying a bit.

"The hell is your problem?"

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