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RIELE'S POV.

I'm a very popular girl in my town. My name is something that rings in every ear. Mainly for bad, but who knows for good.

There is equally nothing that I'm not invited to. That name Riele Evans is unforgettable.

And just like every day in school, at exactly this time, it's lunch hour.

"We were talking about something in class before we got interrupted." I turned to Ashley as we both sat on a vacant seat, dropping our lunch on the table.

"What is it you were saying about my boyfriend?" Ashley continued.

"You do not want to know, Ash," Liz answered. She, and Karen sitting opposite me, and Ashley, equally dropping their lunches.

I looked at her as she sat facing me.

"And besides," Karen began, making me turn to her, as she kept her eyes on Ashley. "What's there to ask? Riele already made it plain enough. Your boyfriend cheated, or is cheating on you."

Ashley let out a shaky breath. "I...I can't believe this. How did you find out?"

I looked at her.

"That's a pretty stupid question, Ash," Liz answered making me turn to her in annoyance.

"You don't have to answer her questions for me, Liz," I told her annoyingly.

She scoffed. "I'm only stating the obvious, Riele. Every information with you is legit, right?"

I rolled my eyes, ignoring her, and turned to Ashley.

"I just found out. How I found out doesn't matter."

"Is there any evidence to prove it?" Karen asked.

I looked at her. "I only came across it. There was no wider choice of action."

"Then maybe it's a lie," Liz said raising her brow at me.

I furrowed my brows. "And why would I lie?

"Everyone of us knows about your dislike towards Ashley's boyfriend, and how you want to keep them apart by all means."

My eyes were planted on Liz as she made that comment. She always has things to say to me and is always trying to counter my words.

Making her my friend sometimes it's unclear to me.

I thought by now they'll accept me wholly, but all they do is judge.

They make me at times feel like a faulty car. A faulty car is abandoned without seeking out what needs to be fixed.

It's not like I need fixing, but sometimes, I just wish they care a lot to even think of, maybe solving what they always complain about.

All they do is complain without making things right.

I blinked away from Liz and turned to Ashley. "If you wanna find out the truth, go right ahead, but my advice is, don't confront him, or you'll end up getting lied at."

She sighed sadly. You could tell how terribly worried, and nervous she was. You could tell how betrayed she felt.

"Excuse me, can I sit?" I heard, 'causing me to turn my eyes away from Ashley to the familiar voice.

Who else if it's not Crazy? I frowned at her knowing she'll never stop.

"Sit where?" Karen asked.

"Here. With you guys." She said.

"No." I dropped.

"What?" She blurted, looking at me.

"I don't want you here. Go somewhere else." I rudely said.

"But, I'm supposed to be free to sit anywhere I like without even asking."

I furrowed my brows at her. In my eyes was a sad, brooding amusement, as of a man who had been long confronted, and tantalized by a riddle whose answer seemed always on the verge of escaping him, prodding him irresistibly to seek its solution.

I guess the solution is playing smart. I'd give her that since she really is smart, but whatever she's playing on me, won't work. She may be smart, but I'm fearless.

My expression then changed as of a man who was staring at his prey. Her always bugging me is beginning to eat me up, and I can't keep allowing it. I'm gonna have to find a way to put this crazy girl in her place, and out of my way.

"If you know what is best for you, and you don't want things to get really really bad, Crazy. I'll advise you to leave my sight." I threatened.

"But...."

"Next time you wanna play smart, look at who is listening. Now leave." I cut her off.

I saw her jaws clenched, making me tilt my head at her with raised brows indicating 'who the hell are you getting angry at?'

She lowered her head simulating abashment, and slowly walked away to another table.

"That's more like it," I mumbled.

"Isn't it high time you stop treating her like that?" Liz asked giving me a striving eye.

"When she decides to stop pestering me," I answered as a matter of fact.

"You know she just wanna be your friend," Ashely told me.

"But I don't want to be her friend."

"Well, you're lucky, Riele, because after everything you've done to her. After making her a subject of mockery in school, she still has a wild wish to be your friend." Karen said.

I rolled my eyes away not liking their attacks.

I don't know why, but I can't be her friend. I get bad vibes just by looking at her.

I can't seem to stand her presence.

Everything about her seems to be a huge, bold-faced question mark, and I care not to know.

There is a reason why she wants to be my friend, and I'm sure it is to use me as a stepping stone up the pyramid, but I won't fall for it.

I looked at the hot dog lying on my plate untouched. I'm slowly losing my appetite.

"Leave me in peace to eat my food," I told them without looking at them.

Their eyes always seem to tell me that I'm the bad person. I'm so unfair.

They act like some Dudley-do-rights when they're just wolves acting all sheep-like.

About to bite a hot dog into my mouth. "Riele." I heard making me groan.

Why are there bunches of disturbers? I just wanna at least eat.

"What do you want, Jordan?" I asked annoyed.

He placed his hand on my left shoulder, sitting by me.

"I just came to remind you about this time of the year. It's Halloween. This week is Halloween already. Can you believe it?"

I nodded. "I know."

"My family is hosting it, and you're invited. You are always invited, and that's why I have no problem informing you late."

I looked at him. "It's obvious, and my friends are coming with.

He nodded. "OK, then. It's gonna be fun like always."

I smiled, as he stood up, and left.

I sighed, finally biting a hot dog in my mouth, chewing the goodness in it.

"Up until now, I still get that feeling about being important when I get invited to all of Jordan's party." Karen began, causing me to look at her with a smile.

"I'm sure my boyfriend will be invited too," Ashley stated with a sigh.

"Look, Ashley, don't let it weigh you down. Who knows what will happen in the next five days." Liz said trying to calm her nerves.

I bite into another hotdog but kept shut.

"We should have prepared our Halloween costume earlier, but now it seems impromptu." Karen brought it out.

Liz nodded. "It always seems impromptu. It's like there is a whole lot of things in our mind, though there really is."

I nodded in agreement. There truly is.

For a while now, I've been all alone at home, Karen's mom has been sick, Ashley's dad left her mom for another woman, while Liz's home is all about striving hard to be the best.

"At least, this Halloween could free us a little from it," Ashley said knowing she already have a new pending problem.

"Well, it can't be better without the perfect costume," Liz told her.

Karen nodded in agreement. "Makes me wonder what costume I'll use this time."

Liz nodded. "Me too."

"What do you think?" Karen asked looking at me.

I swallowed the hotdog in my mouth. "I don't have an idea either. It'll pop up soon." I said before gulping down my water.

I sighed. I'm filled.

Karen nodded. "Yeah, you're right. The idea will come."

I smiled, though still trying to come up with something.

"Wait.." I immediately started. "I've gotten an idea," I told them.

"What is it?" Liz asked.

"I want us to keep our costumes from each other. Let's surprise each other by our choice."

Karen nodded. "That's a pretty good idea."

Liz smiled. "This would be fun."

Ashley groaned. "Still. I'm out of ideas on any choice of costume. I don't even think the zeal will be there to find one."

"Buckle up, Ash," Liz told her, and she just sighed.

I don't equally have an idea of any costume.

One thing for sure is, that I wanna look a bit scary, and different.