Gloria Wilson thinks she's just a regular high schooler, but a special gift a child could have is to be a fairy. But Gloria has no gift.
Or is that what she thinks?
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Another day of hanging out with my babe, Kyle. He's so dreamy. And another day of bullying annoying weirdos. I apply my special lipstick and eye roll all those stinky nerds. "Eww, you smell like my dog's poop." That weirdo starting crying. I laughed!
That's when I saw some weirdo roaming around aimlessly. "Pfft. Weirdo." I whisper. "Just go bully her." Kyle doesn't like to bully. But I force him to anyway, because I like mean bad boys that bully other nerds and weirdos. He's bullied some girls before.
"Just come with me, you can just laugh at her stupidness?" I ask, laughing. He rolls and eyes and nods. "Hey you! Weirdo!" She turns around. "What are you doing, you weirdo?" I ask. Me and Kyle laugh, but he seemed sad. "I-I don't know where my locker is."
Dummy! She's stupid. "Are you dumb? It's on the paper." I roll my eyes and she looks sad. "Tsk, sorry. I didn't see." I see that little weirdo walk to the bathroom and I shout, "bipolar monster!" She was the bipolar creep everybody looked up to.
She was the center of attention because of a stupid 'disability.' She pushes everybody and a girl shouts, "excuse me?!" Yeah, beat the crap outta her. Get her outta here. Next target: the annoying Gloria. The queen of braces, I see her talking to Mel Christina-Garcia and Lydia Villatoro.
I feel bad for them, having to hang with an annoying orange. The bell rung and she ran into me while Mel had to take a nasty crap. Well, Lydia had to go too. "Watch it!" I yell at her face. "Sorry?" She rolls her eyes. "Laugh at brace face, Kyle!" I whisper, we laugh, he frowns.
She rolls her eyes, walking away with her friends.
