The THIRD Story [01]

I. This may call for a proper introduction and well, don't you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue.


-The Only Difference between Martyrdom and Suicide is Press Coverage, Panic at the Disco



And I think it would be better if we'd stop seeing each other. Cuz you know, you're not good enough for me. I told him with a smile on my face.

That's unfair Jas. You can't just give US up like that. Jason protested, holding my arm as I took a step away from him.

Jason,there's no such thing as US. I corrected him as I loosened his grip on my arm. I reminded him the deal we made when he first asked me out, the same deal with almost every guy I date: no commitment, no expectations, no exclusivity and no cheesy gooey mushy couple-y stuff.

Bye Jason. I turned my back, leaving him there too shocked to move. Poor boy.



Hahahahaha! Lia, Kat and I shared a boisterous laughter when I told them the story about my last dumpee, Jason.

I could only imagine his face when you told him you no longer wanna date him. Lia said with a grin. That could win an award! She added with another mocking smile.

I'm sure he's gonna be bummed out when his group knows this. Kat said, flipping her hair.

I know right? He's such a big fat loser. I snorted.

The three of us continued babbling about how much of a loser that Jason guy is.

Oh wait, before you get all confused, let me introduce to you who we are.


Lianna `Lia` Hernandez, the Gossip Queen, is the one you should not be messing up with unless you want the people of Eastern High to know your darkest secrets. She has the most reliable sources, I tell you. So better not take the risk for Pete's sake.


Katrina `Kat` Lagdameo, the Fashion Queen certainly lives up to her label. She never fails to have the most stylish clothes, the most expensive shoes and the latest hair `do. She's brutally honest on whoever looks dashing and who looks irritatingly trashy.


And I, Jasmine `Jas` Wilson, the Fling Queen, is the evil core heart of the ever so chick clique, the JKL Queens. I am the girl this and that guy dated, the girl so-and-so had a summer fling with, the mean bee who bullies anyone who messes up with her and the group.

We are the typical backstabbing biatches who love the hype of the party, the attention of the crowd and the affection of the guys. We are your resident bullies in the shortest skirt among all the girl students of Eastern High, with the hottest boyfriends, pseudo boyfriends, and sort-of boyfriends. And I'd like to believe that we are only THAT kind.

But, give us a chance and I promise to show you a whole view of who we are. A bird's eye view to how we live our lives. How we handle things with such class and glamour. How we bully the wannabes. How we deal with guys andfallinlovewiththem. And how we make the damsel-in-distress cry. Whether this new perspective is for the better or for the worse, it's up to you to decide.

So would you come and accept my invitation to our third story? I'm sure you're gonna enjoy this one, biatch. ;)