"Stop talking to her." Of course I was jealous. That ugly hoe just sat there and touched her hand like she was hers. "Mm.. why Hazel?" She spoke teasingly as she grabbed my chin lifting my head up slightly. "Were not even together baby." Her saying that just pissed me off even more. "You know what. Your right. You mig...
When Cal McCarthy first laid her eyes on Grace Jordan, she knew exactly what type of girl she was. Stuck-up, controlling, feared by her classmates - in other words, a mean girl. Every school has one, and Cal wasn't the type to be intimidated by such a cliche. And the moment she talked back to Grace was the moment she...