Unlovable

15: Sorority Psychos

"What?"

"You know the glass is see-through. We all saw you making out with Claire's ex in his car just now. Just like we all saw your naked pictures sleeping with him last night." Dorothy said as rage filled me. I hated her, why did she have to say such bitchy things to me when she doesn't even know me?!

"And?" I asked, crossing my arms as I pursed my lips. I wanted to strangle her until she fell unconscious. Another note to make for my therapist next week; I'm sure Bea would love to hear about my new murderous thoughts.

"And, you obviously have no self respect if you're going around throwing your body at guys like that and sharing those nasty pictures with us. You're just a slut."

Mind your business. I snarled, glaring at her.

"I didn't put those pictures anywhere. That was a violation of my privacy actually." I said, not wanting to deal with her obnoxious jealousy in front of this audience. I didn't even know this girl, I don't owe her any explanation. "I haven't exactly cared what you've thought of me, as far as I'm concerned, my relationship is not your business." I spat as the twenty other seated girls watched us.

It was as though they were intrigued by a sitcom that wasn't even meant to happen to begin with. Bianca and Claire's stood at the front of the room beside their projector PowerPoint presentation with their mouths handing open. I guess now was as good a time as any to be the bigger person.

"So, you're in a relationship with him now?" Dorothy scowled. I wondered if somebody had put her up to this or if she had decided to embarrass me on her own accord.

"That's none of your business. You can take your nose and stick it back up that tornado in Kansas, Dorothy." I glared at her as she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. I didn't think I'd have to explain this insult to her. Idiot. "Because you're nosey... and your name is Dorothy....wizard of oz..." I said as some of the girls snorted with laughter in the seated group. But not Dorothy.

She was enraged at my clever insult.

"You're a fucking slut." She spat as I heard a couple gasps. "She is! She's probably slept with more guys combined in the first week she was here than all of us combined."

It struck me in that moment; perhaps that was why Dorothy was so angry and uptight. She was jealous, but there was no reason to bully someone else and act like a child about it. I grew angry as I turned to look at the other girls, nobody stood up for me or stopped her. So much for sisterhood.

"Dorothy? Maybe you should get laid, maybe you won't be so uptight and jealous anymore. Otherwise, mind your own business. Make a stupid claim. Get a stupid response." My words were venomous as her eyes widened.

"I'm saving myself! You bitch!" She growled, throwing her bottled water at me as I swiftly dodged to the side. "How the fuck dare you say that! You slutty whore!"

"Well that's a great life decision; I don't think I ever could've done it." I said Cooly, "but what do our sexualities have to do with anything. And why are you trying to bring me down for banging a smokin' hot dude who treats me like a damn princess."

"Because!" She growled, "You. Don't. Deserve. Him." She spat. Dorothy had been in this school for as long as I had. I wondered if there was something I was missing. What part of this loop was I not a part of? Was she interested in Abel?

Perhaps I didn't deserve Abel, but I sure as hell wanted to be with him. And he had shared with me that he wanted the same thing. There was no reason for this childish buffoonery.

"What?" I asked, taken aback. It would've been so easy for me to lash out, but clearly this issue wasn't just about me sleeping around and dating Abel. Obviously there must have been something else going on in Dorothy's life that made her take her anger out on me. Surely, there was a reason for her to be outside of Bea's office earlier, unless she intended to bully the therapist too. Which I honestly wouldn't doubt.