Those backstabbing assholes! I saw you four in the hallway when I was walking to fourth period and you were talking to them! AND OF COURSE I FUCKING OVERHEARD. "Keep an eye on her?" WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?!?!?!
OH YEAH, I FUCKING DUMPED THEM! I WANT FRIENDS WHO WILL STICK BESIDE ME AND NOT TALK TO MY EX BEHIND MY BACK! LITTLE PRICKS! AND WHEN I SEE YOU, YOU ARE GOING TO GET IT!
Message sent at 5:17 pm.
"Delete it now, Siri!" I said harshly.
"Message deleted," Siri responded back.
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The next day
I shoved the school doors open and made my way down the hall. "Backstabbing bitches!" I mumbled angrily under my breath. I scrolled through my combo for my locker and yanked it open, shoving all the contents inside and got out my first period items, setting them on the tiled floor. I slammed the door shut and stood against it, my back pressed to the front of the locker. I waited for about five minutes until I heard you walking down the hall, getting closer. You stopped in front of me, your little male friends standing behind him.
"Oh uh, hey Georgia..." you unsurely said. I looked up, anger clearly blazing in my eyes because your friends shifted uncomfortably in their spots. I took a step forward and your friends took one step back. I let out a loose growl and they just hightailed away from the scene. You turned towards your friends, watching them and said, "Well that wasn't very nice."
I let out a cry of anger and sailed my foot forward, kicking you straight in the no-no zone. You screamed like a little girl and clutched your private area, falling to your knees on the floor. "Payback, bitch!" I hissed as I snatched up my things and stormed to first period.
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