Tracy's POV (shocking right?)
As I arrived at school, I saw Dylan and Sarahbelle heavily making out. Jealousy burned through me. I hate Sarahbelle. She thinks she's little miss perfect. That miss perfect is me. I know that for sure. The bell ranged, and off to class, I went. As I entered the class, I notice an empty seat next to Dylan. I sat next to him and gave him my seductive smile. He didn't smile back and he ignored me. I heard someone cleared their throat. I turned to see an angry Sarahbelle. I smirked.
"Is there a problem?"
"Yes because you're sitting in my assigned seat if you know what assigned means." I heard Dylan laughing at what his girlfriend just told me. I then realized, she was calling me dumb. I glared at her and got out of her seat. She sat down next to her boyfriend and gave him a peck on the lip. I growled and moved, but not enough to hear Dylan tell Sarahbelle that I growl like a dog. She giggled. "She is a dog."
"More like a dog with fleas." They burst out laughing and I was furious. But I came up with a plan. I went to the cafeteria after lunch. Since Dylan didn't eat the school lunch, so I put liquor in his drink. He won't know because I masked the taste. Enjoy while you can Sarahbelle. Because your man will be mine. For good. I'll make sure of it. I went home early to be my secret boyfriend that I was going to dump as soon as I get Dylan. This dude was so obsessed with me. But, that's okay. I'm going to crush him good and decent. I'm cruel like that. Mwah haha. It's good to be mean. Mean girls rule.
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