Prologue

When we were children, Disney taught us that our future husband would have amazing hair -regardless of the color, handsome, tall, wearing a shiny armor -or has this leading man vibe, owns a white horse, charming, a prince, and would pick you up from your miserable life and live happily ever after.

Disney also taught us that once you've found the one, you need to make sure that you'd 'move-in' with them even if you have no idea who that person; a stranger -which is very bad. This simple fact caused some parents to have major headaches because at the age of 16 or less their child wants to move out and move in with some random bastard with handsome features.

Now, why am I babbling about the stupidity of Disney?

This is why -

"I found him!!!!!!" A random girl shrieked from the other side of the hall, "I found him! I found the one!!"

-a week later-

"I thought he loved me!!" The same random girl cried loudly. A week ago, she wore a smile that can brighten up the whole room and now, she's a teary-eyed girl with makeup running down from her eyes.

All I'm saying is, IT IS CALLED 'FAIRY TALE' FOR A REASON.

-From the whiniest person, CrazyHater.

Smiling at my laptop, I reread what I wrote and sent it, letting the power of technology send it everywhere.

Don't get me wrong, I love Disney, especially Cinderella, but it's just so unrealistic.

Ting.

I look down at my laptop and smirked at the comment that was written by @DivaBeauty -sucky name, I know. Then again, I really can't point that out because that would make me a hypocrite. The comment reads: @CrazyHater I disagree with you, princesses are not stupid! Are you calling the past princesses like Diana and that other Kate girl stupid?!

Wow. This girl is stupid.

I don't want to talk nor reply to stupid and moronic people like her, so I just simply closed my laptop and put it back inside my bag.

"Chloe!" I smiled when I heard my bestie's voice.

"Archie!"

Archel Viminion, a brunette who is kind of a... Well, an idiot - At times! She's like Cat in Nickelodeon's old show Sam and Cat - At times! Okay, probably not at times, maybe a little bit sometimes.

"Have you heard? Crazyhater just updated his blog!"

There are people, like any human being, reading my blog?! Of course yes, I'm like a dumb bimbo girl's nemesis and the debater club's best friend!

I have no problem with blondes - since I am one - but when it comes to blonde bimbos... let's just say that I don't like them that much.

Oh, and me being @Crazyhater is a secret; because if it wasn't, then I'll probably be dead right now and be buried 10 ft. underground.

"Nice." I shrugged, acting like I didn't care, but inside, my ego is bursting like fireworks! We walked towards our locker. Mine is just located above hers.

"Ugh! Chlo! I don't know why you're so... alien about him!"

Alien?

I stopped from my tracks causing her to stop too, "Alien?"

"Yes, Alien." She nodded, "You're acting as if you belong on Mars! I mean, like, he's C R A Z Y H A T E R, despite his name, he's really lovable and like, honorable for saying his opinion!"

Did she just use 3 likes in one breath?

Plus! She assumed that Crazyhater is a he, that I'm a he.

"You're calling me an Alien just because I'm not a fan of Crazy Hater?"

"YES!"

I rolled my eyes with a scoff and I continued walking. We both stopped in front of my locker as I pressed the digits to open it while laughing, "Archie, it doesn't mean that you're coco-loco crazy for her that I should too."

"How did you know that CrazyHater's a she?"

I froze when I realized my little slip-up. I immediately faced her, "Uh... Because.... Well..." I stuttered. Come on Chlo, think! I was about to open my mouth when she continued, "I mean, he could be he. He could be a hunky man, 6'3, and my prince charming."

I muffled a laugh. Oh Archie, what would be your reaction once you'll know CrazyHater is me? A girl? Not a hunky man and definitely not anyone's prince charming?

Deciding to drift her mind out of the topic, I asked jokingly, "So you don't love Ivan?"

Ivan has brown hair, black eyes, and strong jaw - Archie's best friend since diapers until sophomore year. Until sophomore year since she said 'yes' when Ivan asked her to be "his". Archie and Ivan, they're the only couple I believe that has the crappy 'true love' crap. -Exception with my parents and grandparents of course.

Ivan is also the reason why I have to see JerkAss's face every day. And that's because JerkAss is his best friend; I pity Ivan. I really do.

She stopped, then answered seriously, "I love Ivan."

I laughed, "I know. I know. You're whipped!"

"And?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing.Nothing." I gulped seeing that she's serious. She may be a moron at times, but when she's dead serious, she is deadly serious... and scary.

"ARCH!"

I groaned loudly but Archie just shrieked and ran towards Ivan, JerkAss on his tow.

"BABE!" I don't know why she calls him a pig though. You know, Babe the pig? No? Okay...

"I gotta go now," I said, picking up my books from my locker and slamming it shut. I don't want JerkAss here to ruin my day.

"Leaving the party so soon, Porter?" JerkAss smirked.

"Yeah, coz some bastard just ruined it, Langston." I snarled. I never call him by his first name, just like him. I believe that only people I respect or love deserves to be called by their first names.

I heard two groans, Archie pouted at me. "What did he do now?"

"He revealed his horrible face," I answered nonchalantly.

"What did he ever did to you Chlo?" Ivan asked, wrapping an arm around his girl.

"He was born."

"CHLOE!" Ivan and Archie yelled at the same time.

"Aww." JerkAss face mocked with a pout.

"You're annoying."

He smirked, "Then I'm doing a great job."

"I hate you."

"I don't like you."

"Shut up!"

He smirks, "I'll shut up if you'll shut up."

"I'll shut up if YOU'LL shut up!"

Rrringg...

The morning bell rand which is my cue to leave. "I'm leaving," I said with a small wave as I turn around.

"Hold on!" Archie yelled, "What's my locker password-"

"Your anniversary date with Ivan."

"It's my anniversary date with Ivan?" She asked, suddenly, I heard a snicker then followed by a groan. I bet JerkAss snickered at her which made Ivan hit him.

I slowed down to correct her, "No, the password is your anniversary date with Ivan."

"Oh, right, right! Thanks again. See ya later!"

I shook my head with a small smile and fixed my backpack strap as I jogged away.

Hey, I told you she's slow like Cat -sometimes!