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"I don't like soup! BRING ME TOAST!"

"TOAST MAKES ME PUKE! I WANT SANDWICHES!"

"GET ME A CAPPUCCINO AND SOME WAFFLES!!" Harley yelled at her maids as she slammed the door behind them. She was always so frustrated.

Once anyone of them gets under her teeth, she was going to tear them to pieces.

Why being a maid when you know nothing?

That's why education is important. If you aren't educated, am not sure you can carry a mop.

THIS IS SOOO ANNOYING!!! She ran to her wardrobe and started scattering dresses, hoodie, sundresses, skimpy idiots, funky styles, and had no idea what to wear. She suddenly found a white long sleeved crop top, with a funky skirt and a long bohemian jacket. The crop top had a knot and it looked so hot on her.

As she took her bag and held the door knob, the maid entered and she scoffed on seeing the Cappuccino and waffles. She snatched them and hit it on the ground.

"HARLEY!" The old maid yelled.

"DON'T YOU KNOW MY TASTE, OLD HAG? I WANT ICE-CREAM AND POPCORN!"

"But you can't have ice-cream and popcorn for breakfast! You need to watch your diet."

"WITCH, HOW DARE YOU TELL ME ABOUT MY DIET? PACK THESE THINGS AND GET MY REQUEST! ELSE, YOU ARE FIRED!" She snarled.

"Hocus-pocus." the lady muttered.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? YOU CALLED ME HOCUS POCUS? HOW DARE YOU! MISS WILL, YOU'RE FIRED!"

"OMG, i didn't mean to." The old lady knelt as hot tears poured down her cheeks.

"YOU DIDN'T MEAN WHAT? TODAY, YOU PROVED YOU'RE HORRIBLE! GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE!" Harley yelled as footsteps came rushing upstairs. It was Harley's mom, the First Lady, Miranda.

"What is happening Harley? What's all this mess? You're running late for school! And why are you yelling at Miss Will?"

"How many questions do you want me to answer? You are so dramatic." Harley rolled her eyes.

"Ma'am, please...i was only kidding when i called her hocus-pocus, i didn't mean it...' She cried, closing her eyes.

"What freaking guts? How dare you?"

"Am sorry. Please don't fire me..." The old lady pleaded.

"GO RIGHT NOW!" Harley screamed.

"Please, ma'am..."

"Harley, she's apologizing now...and you know what, you should be in school." Her mom instructed and she angrily left her room. She reached her magnificent compound, and three footmen were on a straight line, with bottles of milk. She drank it all and as she was about to step into the car, some men came, cleaned up some glass heels and helped her put it on.

Soon, Harley arrived at school in her magnificent black SUV. She stepped out of the car while a woman and her other assistants cleaned her shoes and gave her lunch money.

'I JUST LOVE THE ATTENTION SHE GETS!'

'ITS SOOO GOOD TO BE A PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER!"

"HARLEEYYYY!!!!!!!!!!"

"LOOK AT HER BOHEMIAN JACKET!'

Her mates couldn't stop talking about her. She walked towards the entrance through the bushes, when she saw her clingy BFF Angelina running towards her.

"Harleeeyyyy!!! i thought you wouldn't be in school today! Well, you missed just one lesson, but its gonna be fine right?" Angelina hugged her tight, nearly choking her. All the boys started drooling over Harley but Harley didn't take a second look at any of them. Suddenly, everyone's gaze turned away from Harley.

What the heck?

That has never happened before. But Harley was too busy with Angelina, cackling at her lame jokes to notice. There was a bicycle, and a girl wearing an helmet was riding it. She had short green hair, and beautiful green eyes too. She seemed new.

She got to the school entrance, just behind Harley but she didn't notice that her bicycle wheel was on her bohemian jacket. The new girl looked everywhere, as she relaxed on her bicycle, too scared to come down. There were exotic cars, and super bikes, not like her normal bicycle. She knew she would chicken out, so she stored the tears she would let out, once she had the courage. Soon, Harley took a step to enter the school, and her long bohemian jacket was torn immediately.

The students gasped, knowing what would happen as Harley turned her furious face to the new girl.

"Am so so..." The girl tried to apologize but Harley slapped her immediately.

"HOW DARE YOU MRS BICYCLIST? DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH THIS BOHEMIAN JACKET COSTS? ITS MORE EXPENSIVE THAN YOUR FATHER'S WHOLE HOUSE!" Harley took the bicycle and threw it to the other side of the road.

The girl ran towards the bicycle, but a truck drove by and crushed the bicycle.

"Nooo!!!!" The girl looked heartbroken. Then she turned to Harley.

"Make your last wish, Harley." she muttered and slapped her. Harley was enraged took off her jacket, and they broke into a wild fight. Some girls took out their phones recording, while some other guys and juniors cheered Harley on. Harley was much more stronger than Natasha, the new girl, but Nat wanted her weakness.

The filthy hands she used for slapping.

She dragged her and twisted her arm as she whined. She angrily stared at her crop top, and tore it. The students were even more surprised as Harley turned around and fiercely tore her outfit too. Their bras were revealed. Now everyone were making live videos as they fought wildly. As Natasha reached for her bra hook, Harley spun like a pro and released Natasha's hook.

The crowd screamed. Even passerby started to record the scene. She burst into tears as she noticed she was half naked. Harley kicked her butt and she went flying into the bushes.

"Idiot.' she rolled her eyes. Some short-haired nerds wearing lab clothes and googles, ran out of the science lab and helped her up. One of the girls picked up her bra and helped her. Then she took off her coat.

"Get this coat back to school tomorrow, or i might be suspended." Natasha nodded and scurried off crying.

Harley's minions followed her silently, and everyone, especially Angelina didn't wanna say anything that pissed her off. As some teachers passed by the cafeteria, they saw the boys watching Harley and Natasha's fight.

"What is this undressing all about? Harley what happened here?" One of the teachers snatched the phone and yelled.

"We were fighting." Harley rolled her eyes.

"Fighting? And then you broke her bike too?'

"Its not a bike miss, its a bicycle." Harley said.

"ARE YOU TEACHING ME? AND PLUS, WHO IS THIS GIRL? DON'T TELL ME SHE'S THE NEW GIRL!" The teacher guessed.

"Of course she is. Did you know what she did? That idiot tore my jacket with her bike, i mean bicycle wheel."

'So? Didn't she apologize?"

"She did." Angelina answered and Harley gave her a cold gaze.

"She slapped me first. So you have no right to blame me. This jacket can't feed her for seven years."

"STAND UP HARLEY! AND COME EXPLAIN YOURSELF TO THE PRINCIPAL!" The teacher yelled, but Harley stayed put in her seat.

"All i did was self defense. She wanted to tear my crop top."

"And why are you wearing a crop top to school, miss?"

"Because i can wear whatever i want, whenever i want. Am the President's Daughter." Harley bragged.

"That video shouldn't go online, or else...."

"Or else what? Its all ready all over YouTube and Instagram. Everyone has to see what the shameless President's Daughter did this time. She is a brat." One of the girls yelled as Harley snarled at her.

"You're next. And i will not half undress you, i'll undress you completely!"

'SHUT UP!" The teacher went towards her and started pulling her to the Principal's office.