It's called S-N-O-B !

it's called S-N-O-B ! chapter 4

CHAPTER 5

MELISSA’S POV

I hate Nathaniel Grey.

 I seriously hate him.

 I wish I could make him disappear from the face of the earth.

But I can’t.

I really really can’t.

I, Melissa Hills, for the first time am feeling helpless.

All because of that arrogant jerk.

He is such a psycho.

I really really hate him!

No … I think hate is an understatement.

I loathe him.

I can’t understand why is he like this.

It’s like his sole purpose that he annoys me.

I wish I could run over him with a heavy duty truck.

But I don’t have a truck.

But I guess I can buy one.

Or maybe I should push him off a cliff.

But there is no cliff here.

Oh God why is my life so complicated !

I wish I could murder him!

Can’t I just get away with just one murder?

One teeny tiny murder?

I can hire someone to do it … I can afford it!

I tugged at my blond glossy hair, which was styled by my own personal hairdresser.

The curls that have guys drooling over them, and girls … well … girls green with envy.

But of course not everyone can have perfect hair. Especially the ones who don’t deserve it.

I mean if everyone had perfect hair … what would be the difference between the worthy and non worthy people.

The word non worthy reminded me again of Nathaniel again.

Why can’t I just stop thinking about him!

I know why because he is a jerk. And it’s because of him you are standing in this bathroom stall. I mentally scolded myself.

Yes a bathroom stall.

And not just a bathroom stall. A cramped, smelly, disgusting bathroom stall.

Which no one have used for ages yet it still manages to smell like a thousand of disgusting tramps have freshly peed here.

Yes it reeks that bad -.-

And no I’m not just standing.

I’m standing here naked.

Well not completely I still got my undergarments but pretty much nude.

I shivered.

I don’t know whether it’s because of cold or because of the thought of smelly tramps and me naked.

Woah I need to get a grip of myself.

Which was a hard thing to do.

As I have been standing here for nearly an hour.

And I’m really tired.

I feel if the walls are closing in on me.

I never knew I had claustrophobia until now.