It all started when I was leaving Algebra 2, aka, the worst period of the day.
I was walking to my locker with my best friend, Marissa, when I saw her;
Jess Blue.
She was talking to Damion, my life-time crush, and I could feel the rage boiling in my gut.
She was wearing her usual slutty outfit, and was making sure that Damian could see right down the endless black-hole of her surgery-enhanced cleavage.
Considering that she was my ex-best friend, she knew just how to push all my buttons, and damn was she doing it well.
I could feel my face turn red with fury as she leaned up to batt her fake eyelashes at McDreamy, and Marissa was starting to notice my anger.
"I'll murder her." I grumbled, assuring that only Mar could hear me.
"C'mon." She said, pulling on my wrist, knowing that only she could tear my gaze away from Beauty and the Bitch. I have the greatest best friend in the world; and the bitterest blood of a bitch to get on my hands.
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It's Not a Big Deal
RandomReligion? Not a big deal. War? Not a big deal. Death? Not. A. Big. Deal. Assassination?! Well, maybe- NOT. Hey, it's the authors, we will be switching off each chapter<3
