The Female Lead Is A Lesbian - Volume 1 Chapter 68 No Pride

Zoey rolled her eyes and turned to see Samuel Xu. (A/N If you remember him, then I will give you the biggest gold star!)

She gave him an empty stare with a bit of a lip twitch. She didn’t show not one bit of interest in him.

But Samuel proved to be a pest with a lot of perseverance.

He gave a small chuckle and licked his lips, ” *Heh* Damn baby, you look good in black.”

Zoey quirked her lips into a smirk and retorted, ” Well, I had to wear this. It would have been disrespectful. I mean, it is your funeral since Noah slayed you, ” she snapped her fingers, ” Like the queen you know he is.”

He looked down at his lap before getting even closer. Then, while trying his best to sound seductive, he said, ” You can’t fool me, baby. I know you want the ‘D’. *Heh he*”

“Who in the hell just says that to somebody!?” Zoey scoffed in her mind.

Getting annoyed by Samuel, she snapped, ” The ‘D’ you’re talking is so lowercased that you’d need a running start to even get a girl to notice that it’s inside.

Also, I don’t think dogs are allowed to mate with ugly, fat, cows. Now, please leave me alone.”

Everyone started whispering like crazy and Samuel’s ears turned a furious beet red. He clicked his tongue and dramatically stood up.

Banging the chair against the floor and pushing it back with a teeth-gritting skid against the floor.

“F.u.c.kin’ bitch.” He muttered while moving to the back of the room.

Zoey shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly and continued what she was doing.

{Name: Mellisa Yang

Title: Antagonist

Traits: Low intelligence; Spoiled; Annoying; Loud; Pretty; Cousin

Threat To Me: Low

Threat To Loved Ones: Medium; Must make sure to keep track of her

Female Lead Potential?: Maybe; About 62% Or Lower; Arrogant and bratty rich girl

Male Lead Best Suited For Her?: The misunderstood villain type who will tame her into a good wife

Best Use(s)?: Distractions; Harassment

Draw Backs?: Too haughty; Hard to control

Overall Description: Can’t put her to too much use until she either gets taken down a peg or grows up.

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Name: Katherine Pine

Title: Female Lead

Traits: Cute; Hardworking; Slightly Naive; Kind; Weak; Good Cook; Kinda Clumsy

Threat To Me: None, but she might fall for me

Threat To Loved Ones: None

Female Lead Potential: In a sense, she already is with me being the male lead. I’ll have to refuse her feelings though

Male Lead Best Suited For Her?: Cold and domineering CEO who easily falls for her cuteness

Best Use(s): She seems to have excellent skills in the kitchen. I could invest in her becoming a world-renowned chef

Drawbacks?: Her Father is in a comatose state which will hold her back; She is in the process of being framed by the police; She is a bit naive which can be deadly

Overall Description: With a bit of training and by helping her with her situation I could gain her sworn allegiance. Profiting from her success shall give me some income

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Name: Yumi Mei

Traits: Slightly high intelligence; Greedy; Innocent looking; Conniving; Haughty; Petty

Threat to me: Medium; She has connections to very dangerous people

Threat to loved ones: High; Must not draw her attention, stay low and don’t cause any big scenes

Female Lead Potential: Maybe 55%; The dangerous and spicy type that no one can tame

Male Lead Best Suited For Her?: Just as evil and dangerous mobster as her who notices her and want to have her

Best Use(s): She runs a money-laundering ring and underground casinos, perfect for blackmailing and for getting information on the underground; Exterminating pests

Drawbacks: She’s quick to anger; The smallest insult and she kills your mom; She’s also methodical with a growing reputation in the criminal world; She’s a bit paranoid

Overall Description: I can’t use her just yet, she’s got too much influence. She’s also too smart. So I have to stay completely off her radar

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Name: Sunny Long

Traits: Tomboy; Rowdy; Self-righteous; Ill-mannered; Short-tempered; Strong

Threat to me: Medium; She’s the leader of a gang

Threat to loved ones: Low; She doesn’t see them as a threat and feels guilty about the bullying

Female Lead Potential: Maybe 75%; The bad girl yet to be tamed is quite the popular trope

Male Lead Best Suited For Her?: Someone who’s stronger than her and has ties to criminal organizations, usually quite dominant but softens around female lead after a period of time

Best Use(s): She’s like a cannon, once you get her loaded up, all you need to do is point and shoot; Daniel feels some kind of fondness towards her; She has connections to several arms dealers

Drawbacks: She’s self-righteous; She’s also quick to anger; She’s very loud and rambunctious

Overall Description: She’s like a grenade, I have to make sure she’s far, FAR, away from me from before I let her explode.

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Zoey tapped her pencil on her chin. “Who else, ” she asked herself.

She seemed to remember a few people but a subtle frown formed on her face. She reluctantly wrote down more names.

Not even noticing that the class had started several minutes ago.

“Miss Chang!” Her professor exclaimed.

Zoey snapped up from her notebook and looked at the shriveled old woman in front of her.

“Could you please explain to us what this writer means by using the main character to break the ‘fourth wall’?”

Zoey was about to shut her down and show that she was smarter and better. She was, but she knew better than that.

She instantly shrunk her size, looking like a pathetic child being scolded. She barely took her eyes off her lap and started to shake.

Then she bit her lip for one final touch.

The teacher did a haughty made a snotty, ” *Hmph*.” Before pasting a bitchy grin on her face.

“Well, Miss Zoey, I suggest you stop doodling and pay attention. You’re going to need this in life, ” she huffed.

“When? No, no, no seriously. When am I going to need that? When!?

When I’m applying for a job application!?

When I’m applying to be an English teacher!? Which NONE of the people in here plan to do with their life.

When!? Tell me when!? Be specific!”

While Zoey played out am imaginary argument in her head. She started to shake from anger but on the outside, it looked like she was trembling in fear.

The whispers soon blended in with the heavy air.

“Oh, God, it looks like we misjudged her.”

“She looks so pathetic.”

“I can’t believe we almost went shopping with her!”

“*Pfft* She looks like an abandoned dog in a Christmas movie.”

“So it was all just an act!? *Scoff* Could have fooled me.”

“I still want to hit that though.”

“Yeah, she’s still thick as hell.”

“F.u.c.k it, I’m still bi!”

As the whispers went on so did the professor, except she spoke in a prideful sneer, ” The author breaks the fourth wall in an attempt to build the story.

A character who is aware that they’re in a story. Is one that is quite unpredictable. Whether they try to avoid a certain storyline, live it, or change it altogether. The choices the character makes are still a mystery to the readers.

The author also wants to see how long it’ll take for the readers to become annoyed at all the constant fourth wall breaks. As they are a bit of a sadist.”

The teacher lectured with extreme narcissism. She puffed out her sagging chest looking like she invented the first flying car.

She then stared Zoey down, and sneered, ” That was an easy question, Miss Zoey. If you can’t handle that, *heh* I suggest you find a different place of education. So my words won’t go to waste.”

Giggling from the others could be heard outside the classroom. It sounded like a herd of hyenas high on helium.

Zoey appeared to be on the edge of tears. While on the inside, she was thinking about what the difference was between regular lemonade and pink lemonade, besides the color.

[MISS ZOEY!? What’re you doing?! Why aren’t you tearing into these little bitches and letting the have it!? Why aren’t you showing the smart badass bitch that you have become!?]

Zoey’s twitched at the sudden shouting in her head.

“Ow! Yeesh! Calm down!? Sentience has made you a lot more irritable!

You need to think about the bigger picture! I’ve already gotten the attention of that girl Melissa, Daniel and his gang, and Cody’s father, uh what was his name, Isaiah? I think.

Uhh. Well, can’t remember.

Anyways, I’ve gotten too much attention already. Which will lead to a high clash! Fighting over me, fighting with me, fighting against me. More dirty tricks, more setups, more cliche plot points.

*Ugh* It makes me wanna decapitate a frog with infectious warts.

That’s already enough of a headache. But if I start acting differently in class? With a bunch of gossipy teenagers? How much you wanna bet this gets to Donny, Alex, Rose, ERICA!?

I’ll be dealing with so much shit, not even a diaper will f.u.c.k with me!

It’s the first mistake female leads make. The moment the change in your personality reaches the ears of everyone else. Everyone comes after you and you can’t do jackshit about it!

I mean I would, love, LOVE! To make them suffer but I’m kinda lazy and I DO NOT, feel like dealing with their drama.

Also, I think it’s more satisfying to watch them sit on their thrones. High and mighty. Then, out of nowhere I come up and split them in twain.

I mean, I get it. It’s satisfying, but at what cost?

Some people might ask, ‘Where’s your pride?’

Pride!?

F.u.c.k pride! (Besides LGBTQ+)

I’ve made mistakes before, I admit! I may be superhuman but I’m still human. A hormone-filled, nineteen-year-old, fiery ex-soldier at that. I sometimes can’t control my bitchiness and my anger. Like I did a few minutes ago with Samuel.

And with Melissa.

And I made a mistake with Antonio.

And a bit with Cody’s dad and Daniel.

Okay! Maybe I’m not a total Mary-Sue!

But I’d rather be the victim of pathetic bullying that will have little to no effect on me. So I’m going to drag my status so low calling me trash would be an insult to trash.

No more mistakes I say. No more!

No one will bother to try to set me up. Even if they do, I can easily avoid it while still looking pathetic.

Then, well-, isn’t it obvious? I’ve implied it so many times already. I can steadily rise up in the shadows and mess with them from there too.” She clarified.

[*Ugh* I really detest the fact that you’re kinda right.]

Zoey lightly laughed through her nose. When she finally lifted her gaze she noticed the attention was no longer on her.

The professor had long gone back to droning on and on. While her peers had gone back to chattering nonstop.

So she went back to writing in her notebook.

….

(About Fifty Minutes Later)

The professor had ended the class and everyone was packing up their belongings.

Zoey slid her books, papers, and her supplies into her bag. She was just about to grab her notebook when someone promptly snatched it up.

She looked up from her chair to see Rose’s lackeys. Mona and Cecilia.

Cecilia was dressed skimpily, a black fishnet shirt that showcased her black bra; black short-shorts, with a high waistline that cut off in the middle of her stomach but showcased her ass; black stilettos; and a short black leather jacket.

Combined with her black lipstick, and new nose piercing, she looked like a wannabe biker.

Mona was dressed conservatively once again.

A large long-sleeved white shirt that exposed her shoulders and her bra straps, that also went past her knees; baggy ripped jeans; and black and white converse sneakers.

Zoey slightly raised her eyebrow at Mona’s attire but still, she bowed her head pathetically.

“Hey whatchu writing here Zoe-Zoe?” Mona chimed.

She stared at the book and her face looked like she had just eaten a bowl of lemons.

“What the hell is this?” Mona scoffed.

Cecilia quickly took the book from Mona’s hand and scoffed even louder, ” What the hell!? You gotta Russian pen pal or something?”

“You can’t think of anything else than what the hell? And how old are you!? Even middle schoolers don’t do this.” Zoey rolled her eyes.

She hurriedly snatched the book from Cecilia’s hand. She hugged it close to her chest and softly whimpered, ” You… you can’t look at it. It’s… private.”

The two scowled at her. Cecilia narrowed her eyes and grabbed Zoey by the shoulder.

She jerked her off her chair and slammed Zoey to the floor.

She pressed her foot against Zoey’s face.

“You bitch. Who do you think you are talking back to me?!”

There were so many snickers that you would’ve immediately gotten diabetes.

“That’s right you sheep think lesser of me.” Zoey sneered to herself.

After a few minutes of stepping harder on Zoey’s face, Cecilia finally took her foot off. Zoey decided to work a little from the shadows. Being very discreet.

She focused on her heel and used her telekinesis to slightly break Cecilia’s heel. It wasn’t that visible but it wouldn’t be able to hold Cecilia’s weight for long.

It might have been small, petty even. But the fact that Cecilia would probably end up bashing her head or face onto the filthy floor. And only being able to blame her shitty shoe selection, was enough maliciousness to tide Zoey over.

She hid her smirk on the inside. She still kept up her pathetic charade. She even let a few tears drop down her cheeks.

Cecilia scoffed and spit onto Zoey’s face. “Trash, ” she scoffed.

And she turned around with a flip of her hair with Mona following closely behind her.

Zoey stayed on the floor until everyone had left. When they did, she quickly stretched her arms above her head and wiped the spit off her cheek.

Sure, she was pathetic. Dumb even. But if you were in her position, knowing that if you grew stronger. You’d put everyone you love and yourself in danger.

But you knew you could avoid all that and get delicious revenge. You’d just have to put up with some shit for a bit.

Like waiting to come out of the closet because of your rich, conservative, religious, grandparents who’re on their deathbed. So you’d get your inheritance.

Wouldn’t you put up with it?

Zoey walked out of the room with her head down and looking like a scolded toddler.

The whispering had grown into actual talking. Snickers and sneers came from all around.

Zoey laughed to herself. Even though Rose wasn’t around they still had the I.Q size of a dinosaur. It was quite amusing.

She began to go over her plans, when she found herself being pulled aside.

She was pulled into an empty classroom and she looked down to see someone she didn’t expect.

She smirked and chimed.

“Hey Marv, how you been?”