[Comprehensive] Jasmine became the queen bee

Emma's mother is a full-time housewife, so she can guarantee to arrive at school a little earlier than Jessica every morning.

Today she arrived a little earlier and stood in a fixed place. After 5 minutes, she saw the luxury car of the Harris family coming. Jessica was wearing a purple short skirt and a sky blue shirt, and she was holding her bright Red tote bag.

Uh - I have to say, Jesse's matching level has dropped too much recently.

But this shitty outfit doesn't detract from her beauty, look at the boys around, their eyes are almost glued to Jessie's slender and tight thighs!

Although Emma was a little jealous, but at the same time, there was a surge of pride in her heart, that was her best friend!

She wanted to be a housewife like her mother since she was a child, preparing breakfast for the family, cleaning the house, trimming the garden... Her mother even cut clothes, which is great!Compared to her, Jesse is a completely willful child.I remember when they first became friends, Jessie always complained that her parents didn't spend enough time with her. At that time, Emma was so heartbroken that she vowed to take good care of this poor girl.

I have to say that now Jessie has suddenly become so mature, she is still a little uncomfortable.She hadn't even mentioned James for days.

It seems that the two incidents of sucking dama and falling into the water have hit her too hard.

Emma sighed secretly in her heart, thinking about Jessie calling her out of nowhere last night, she would never ask the question "will this hurt Raymond" before, hurting Raymond is her whole life Pursue.

"Jessie!" She waved at Jessica with full of pity.

They chatted arm in arm, and Jessie described Raymond's nerves last night, which was really funny, but...

"Eleanor is too cunning!" Emma found it unbelievable, "I can't believe she actually used the reason that you were harassed by others to encourage Raymond, and completely put herself out of it!"

God, if you can hear, Eleanor Carter isn't as religious as she makes out, don't let her fool you.

"We should think of a way to get back at her." Emma said firmly.

Speaking of revenge, there is that traitor Anne Jones.

"By the way, Jesse, last time you said you wanted to bring Jones's ugly photo?"

"Uh—" Jesse scratched her head, "I didn't find it."

This is really bad, but Emma now feels that Jones seems less hateful than Eleanor's duplicity of vipers.

They said goodbye at the stairs and walked to their respective classrooms.Emma has two more boring geography lessons to go, for God's sake.

The geography teacher was already standing in front. Emma scanned the small classroom and found that only the second row had vacancies.

Great, she flung the bag listlessly on the table.

"It seems that someone is not very happy today." The geography teacher put down the book in his hand and gave Emma a meaningful look.He is a middle-aged man, and the lectures are recognized by the school as being interesting, but it still can't save the boringness of the geography course itself.

"I'm sorry." Emma apologized without any sincerity.

"It's all right, Miss Hunter, but," he pushed back his glasses, "have you finished your thesis yet?"

What thesis?

Emma had a headache and even forgot the paper.

"Should I hand it in now?" she asked cautiously.

"No, just a reminder, the next class is due." The geography teacher glanced at her thoughtfully, "But the last paper, Miss Hunter, you delayed handing in for two weeks, and almost failed this class .So this time, you might need a little help."

He turns aside.

"Miss Margaret Lindeman, I just read your completed thesis, and it is very good. Would you like to provide some help to Miss Hunter? I will give you a little extra points."

Margaret?who is it?

Emma followed the gaze of the geography teacher and saw a girl with braids sitting in the first row. Why didn't she remember such a person in their grade?

"Of, of course, I would." The girl named Margaret stammered back, and looked back at Emma after speaking.

She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which covered most of her face, and her thick short bangs lay messily on her forehead. Seeing Emma staring at her, she hurriedly turned her head away.

Typical nerd.Under normal circumstances, Emma would never be friends with nerds. Think about it, walking with a girl in a dirty shirt, she will definitely become a laughing stock for others.

But after two long classes, Emma quickly swept the books and stationery into the bag, and rushed to stop the braided girl.

"Hey Margaret, do you mind if I call you Maggie?"

She cared less about being laughed at than about the paper due next week.

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Thanks to Emma's reminder, Jessica remembered that she still had weekly cheerleading practice.

"This is not in the United States!" Jessica thought of Emma's resentful expression, "Since when do football games need cheerleaders in the middle of a football game? It's ridiculous!"

It has to be said that starting a cheerleading team for a football game is pretty weird.But from Emma's constant complaints, Jessica probably understood that this is a sorority organization in disguise, and only girls who have been certified by Eleanor and other core members can join, maybe it symbolizes some kind of honor?No wonder Emma felt so resentful towards Eleanor for preventing her from joining.

As soon as Jessica walked into the women's changing room, she saw a group of girls chatting together.A person walked out of the crowd, and before Jessica could react, her hands were held.

"Jessie, I'm sorry I didn't go to the hospital to see you. Raymond said you were fine, but I should. Will you forgive me?" This is Eleanor, a sweet-looking woman A tall, slender girl with big wavy dark brown hair and big brown eyes full of worry and concern, as if she was really sincerely begging for her forgiveness.

"Uh, of course. I'm fine." Jessica forcefully forced a smile. She had lived through several lifetimes, but every time she met such a person, she still felt a sense of shock from the bottom of her heart.

"I hope you won't blame me, Raymond told me all about it." Eleanor pulled Jessica to a remote corner of the dressing room, away from the crowd, and said with a serious face, "I have to do this. Although you listened to me and taught that freak last time, I always feel uneasy. That’s why Raymond said that you were not doing well recently, so I said you were harassed by that freak...you won’t blame me for what I did, would you? ? It's for both of us. I don't think you want your parents to know..."

"Yes, I don't want to..." Eleanor's uprightness made Jessica a little speechless.

After hearing this, Eleanor showed a friendly smile, which matched her sweet appearance, but it made Jessica tremble unconsciously.

"This is my girl." Eleanor pinched her arm affectionately, and then said mysteriously, "You know, James will also come to the football team today, maybe...you don't have to talk to us later Let's train together."

After speaking, he blinked at her.

Jessica smiled awkwardly. It seemed that her "secret love" for James was well known.How can she naturally express that she is no longer interested?

"El, it's almost time."

A girl in a cheerleading uniform came from there and rolled her eyes a little when she saw Jessica.

Jessica remembered that this was Anne Jones.

Eleanor gave her an apologetic look, as if apologizing for Anne Jones' inappropriate attitude, and she squeezed Jessica's hand again and said, "Go and change, we will wait for you outside."

The so-called cheerleading training is like a party. The girls stretch their bodies meaningfully, jump a few times, sit in twos and threes in the stands and chat, and more importantly, watch the football team training on the other side of the field.

Like Eleanor, she has delivered water to Raymond, who is temporarily acting as a coach, three times.

Although Raymond is usually not very serious, but when he trains others, he is... ruthless.One of the skinny boys has been running back and forth with the ball for countless times, and Raymond is still behind him, blowing his whistle at him, urging him in a hoarse voice: "Hurry up, hurry up, follow me!" Come on! Ladies, hurry up!"

The poor boy looked like he was dying.

Thanks to Eleanor, Jessica doesn't have many memories of the cheerleading squad, so she can only sit in the second row of the stands with two girls, Elena and Gabriel, and listen to them talk about the boys on the football team absent-mindedly. Who's with whom, broke up, etc.Jessica matched the names of these people one by one in her mind, and found that the cheerleading team was the reserve team of "the football player's former/current/future girlfriend". Of course, the reverse is also true.

"...Kevin and Annie kissed? When? Impossible! Obviously..." Elena glanced at Jessica hesitantly.

The originally lively atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

Jessica belatedly remembered that at the party before she fell into the water, she and Kevin had gone upstairs for a while out of the crowd.In this way, they all acquiesced to "sleep"-in fact, Kevin confessed to her, she refused, and then he cried and begged her for half an hour to let her not tell this embarrassing thing.

But now it seems that Anne Jones poached Jessica's corner and violated the "rules between girls". According to the rules, Jessica should...

What should it be?She couldn't think of a way for a while, to fight Annie in public?Secretly resort to revenge on her?Go digging her corner too?

She's really not the material for this.

"Actually, I really have nothing to do with Kevin. He couldn't find the bathroom, so I just went to help him." Jessica could only find a reason, "It's not bad for him to be with Annie."

Elena and Gabriel exchanged a surprised look.

Jessica knew that this reason was totally unconvincing.But she also knows that even if she can produce evidence to prove that this is true, in the face of Anne Jones' blatant and intentional provocation, her current attitude can be called soft, and everyone will know that Jessica Harris was afraid of Anne Jones.

From then on, her status as "the queen bee not to be messed with" could not be guaranteed.

But Jessica doesn't care about her status or what others think of her now, because she has been in an unspeakable anxiety for the whole week. After the bathroom, she has never found a chance to get close to Sherlock. Not even a shadow was seen.

Not only did she not have a class with Sherlock—maybe because he was in early class, but she kept her eyes wide open and tried to find out from the crowd whether it was school, school, or lunch break, but failed to find Sherlock's trace.Where did he hide?

Are you going to move again?Thinking of this possibility, Jessica felt like the sky was falling.

No, since she is not dead yet, it means there is still a chance to meet again.

When she was lowering her head in thought, she was suddenly enveloped by a shadow.

"Hey, Jesse, long time no see."

"Huh?" She looked up.

The backlight made her eyes uncomfortable, but she recognized James Perkins at once.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and stood casually in front of her.His light blond hair was neatly combed to one side, and the corners of his eyes were creased when he smiled.

"Hey, James, James." Jessica said hello bravely.

There was a heavy "hum" from behind, Jessica glanced back, and Anne Jones was looking at her with disdain.

Wouldn't poaching the upper hand over Kevin be enough for Jones?

"I heard about you, are you okay?" James smiled gently, showing his white teeth.He is indeed rare handsome, but also very personable.

"I'm fine."

In the past, Jessica would become very extroverted and cheerful when she met James, and kept talking about herself, and sometimes she couldn't even hear James' euphemistic farewell.

And now Jessica really has nothing to say.

"I'm busy with my graduation recently, so I rarely come to the stadium." James should have seen Jessica's abnormal silence, but he didn't show it at all. Instead, he took the initiative to speak in a gentlemanly manner, "Raymond did it." Not bad, isn't it?"

"Yes." Jessica replied vaguely. In fact, she and James are two years apart, and they have no common hobbies. There is really nothing to talk about.

She asked about the recent situation of the Perkins family, and soon lost the topic.

"I think you must be tired. I should leave you alone for a while." James didn't seem to feel that he was being treated coldly at all, and he still smiled kindly, "Let's talk when you have time, okay? Maybe I will Find Raymond at your house and hope to see you soon."

"Really? I hope so too."

Jessica didn't have to turn around to know how surprised the gossip girls were.

"Jessie, are you bewitched by something?" Elena pulled her arm and said in a low voice.But Jessica could feel the ears of everyone behind her.

"That's not how you talk to James." Gabriel winked at her.

"Elena, Gaby," Jessica looked at the two seriously, and there was a strange silence behind her, as if everyone was holding their breaths waiting for her answer.

"James has always been my neighbor, my brother's friend, he is like my other brother. I don't know what made you have such a misunderstanding, but I will not cause him these troubles in the future."

Someone couldn't hold back a gasp.

She saw Eleanor sitting among the crowd, her face was full of surprise, doubt, puzzlement, and a hint of coldness.

Jessica lowered her head. She didn't intend to use this rhetoric to convince everyone, but she just didn't want Eleanor to think that she had Jessica's "handle".

Although she didn't have any relevant memories, she had a faint feeling that Eleanor was holding on to a certain weakness of hers.

This weakness allowed Eleanor to maintain great influence over her.

She will continue to maintain a superficial peace with Eleanor, but she will not obey her as before.