Chewy from Twice walked into room 420, looking around wondering why everyone was staring at her. Sure, she was fairly popular, but that was all thanks to Brittany.
Chewy from Twice was fairly plain looking and a terrible flirt. Lame.
Chewy from Twice had a phat blue mask covering half of Chewy from Twice's face. Brittany would've been happy for an excuse to not look at Chewy from Twice's face in any other circumstance, but today was just not the day. It was tearing everyone's attention away from her. What a backstabbing bitch.
If a few glances owing to the fact that she was in Brittany's presence made Chewy from Twice feel like a star, the same principle should be applicable to making Chewy from Twice crash and burn, Brittany thought.
Before she could put her plan in action, Chewy from Twice finally realised Chewy from Twice was in the wrong room and left. The fact that Chewy from Twice was pushing a pull door brought even more attention to Chewy from Twice. Unfortunately, some of the boys found the stupidity endearing.
Chewy from Twice would meet a bloody end once Brittany got her hands on Chewy from Twice.
The abg spent the better time of her morning classes fine tuning the details of her plan. Finally, lunch rolled around, and Brittany was fully prepared.
Equipped with a wide smirk, Brittany began making her way to the cafeteria.
