SAMANTHA'S POV
I am Samantha Montana, his rightful woman. I have done everything to get his attention, and I won't allow myself to lose him completely.
All I have ever wanted was for both of us to be happy. But since he and Heartfilia have become close, it has been hard to get his attention again.
She is not the woman for you, Jharied, because I am the one you deserve.
I looked down the corridor where Jharied and Heartfilia were walking. My eyes narrowed. They suddenly became close, and I'm even hearing rumors about them.
I'll find a way to make your love for that woman disappear! If I have to have Heartfilia killed, I will! Everyone knows how much I love you, Jharied! I refuse to be a laughingstock in front of them!
"Do you see what I see, Sam?" my idiotic friend asked. Is she even thinking? Does she need to ask me that?
"Yes, I see it perfectly, you moron. I'm not blind!" I snapped irritably at Nancye Soria. She scowled-she knew I'd been staring at those two for a while now!
How annoying. Doesn't common sense exist for her? She knows I've been watching Jharied and Filia being all sweet to each other. It just makes my head hurt even more!
It's morning, and this is the first thing I have to deal with. I should be the one by Jharied's side right now, not her! They were under the shade of a big tree; there are rolling tables there, where other students hang out.
"What's your plan??" Jasmine asked. This is stressful. What *is* my plan right now? I shouldn't let her win. I won't allow them to become a real couple.
"Obviously, the only thing that I'm going to do is use his weakness. I'll seduce Jharied. I will find a way to make them fight," I answered with a smirk—to ruin their relationship.
"That's great, you're so brilliant," Nancye said to me, sarcastically. I gave her a dark look. What does she think of me? That we have the same small brain? Never!
"You idiot, aren't you thinking? She did that before, and he only played her. Look now, Jharied is so obsessed with another girl!" Jasmine replied. I rolled my eyes at her, does she forget I'm right here? She didn't even filter what she was going to say!
"That's Plan B, witch!" Nancye shot back. Here they go again; they're going to argue. Nothing will get done if it stays like this.
"Filia is prettier, can our friend even compete? She's smart too. And Samantha? All she contributes is beauty and she always gets an egg on the quiz!" Jasmine said, as if I weren't right next to them. Really did she have to point that out to me? So what if Heartfilia is prettier? Beauty is all she has. I can seduce Jharied. A beautiful face can beat a flirtatious girl like me!
"Shut up!" I yelled in anger to the two of them. They should be grateful I hadn't disowned them yet; I still needed them for my plans. Irritating as they were sometimes, they were very useful.
I got up from where I had sat—my eyes were beginning to ache as a result of their flirtatious display.
"You know, Sam, you need to find a way to make Jharied yours already," Jasmine nagged on again. I shut my eyes tightly. What do they think I am doing? These brainless creatures!
"Right, don't be slow," Nancye added in agreement. I glared at them.
"Can you two please be quiet? One more word, and you'll get it from me!!" I screamed at them.
They're so irritating. They keep getting ahead of me, those pests! How can I think of a plan if they keep talking and talking?!
"I know what we can do!" Nancye said to me as we walked toward the garden.
Jasmine and I looked at her—good thing her brain's working now. If I'm a mess, she's even worse.
"What?" Jasmine and I asked in unison. We waited for a few minutes, until she spoke again.
"Never mind. It was just a joke! My brain isn't working right now. I'm stressed about our other subjects," she said, scratching the back of her head. Damn it, my temper is flaring even more!
We both slapped the back of her head-she really doesn't use her brain!
"You pest! Just shut up if you can't help! Don't force yourself to think if your brain really won't work!" I yelled at her. Why did I even rely on them?!
"Let's discuss the plan somewhere else. Not here, someone might overhear," I said. I glanced at Jharied's spot before turning my back on them.
The three of us headed out to the garden. There were fewer people here, so it was a good place to plan something. I took a seat on the grass and so did they.
"First plan: Filia is our target," I said seriously. She needs to be separated from Jharied so I can make my move.
"Isn't she pregnant?" asked Jasmine, sounding worried. All the better! The baby is the reason why Jharied is chasing after her. I can give him a child—as many as he wants!
"Then that's great; for the baby to drop, Jharied will get angry. For sure, they'll fight or break up. See?" I explained with a smile. I said it—I will try everything possible.
"Filia is our only target for now. All we have to do is make her suffer," I added. I will pour all my anger onto her. The two fools high-fived each other.
"And let's gather more evidence against Filia," I said, looking around. If we want her world to come crashing down, we need ammunition. And I'll be the trigger.
"What kind of evidence?" asked Jasmine, clearly excited and scared all at once.
"Anything that can ruin her image," I replied. "Not everything has to be true. It just needs to be believable." I said with a smirk.
"I'm excited to just make her suffer," Nancye said, smiling—because she and Jasmine are always at the mercy of Heartfilia's two friends.
"She better be ready. I'm going to shave her head," Jasmine said, laughing like we'd already pulled it off.
I smirked. Even if Filia is the target right now, I still prefer Jharied. One swaying of my hips, and he'll be mine. Just like what I used to do. But when I found out she and Heartfilia were married, I became even more interested. Jharied shows Filia right in front of her face that she's not the only woman in his life.
Still, I won't agree to be his mistress. I should be the wife, only me, no one else. So be prepared, woman.
I am no longer hoping to beat you in the rankings but will make sure you lose everything.
Poor Filia-she will lose Jharied, and she will lose her child. I will be slowly stripping you of your reputation until nothing is left.