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"Move." She commanded, flipping her hair back in a careless manner. This was her table and everyone in this miserable school knew it.
"Why?" He laughed, raising his eyebrows in annoyance as he looked up at the blond, blue eyed girl in front of him. "You gonna make me?"
She gasped as he snatched her green apple that had been resting on her tray and stared at him wide eyed as he bit down on it.
"Close your mouth." He said nonchalantly as he slid his leg over the bench. "Unless you're trying to catch some flies."
"That was mine." She growled, slamming her (now)almost empty tray down on the table and narrowing her eyes at the brown haired insolent boy sitting in front of her.
He looked up from the floor, his eyes wide in fake shock. He then spoke with his mouth full. "Oh you were going yo eat this?"
She scoffed and placed her right hand on her hip, not diverting her eyes as her insides fumed with annoyance.
"Here you go," He announced, placing the half eaten apple on the blue tray as he stood up.
She backed away, and eyed the apple with revulsion. She then glared at the guy in the blue jean jacket. "Do you know who I am?"
"Thank you for this wonderful chat your highness," He recited, his hand performing a wild gesture as he bowed down before her. "Its been literally a royal pain in the ass."
He spun on his heel and walked away. She stared at his retreating figure, her mouth agape. No one had ever dared speak to her like that. He stopped just as she was about to fling her middle finger at his back.
"What did I say about flies?" He barked, she rapidly shut her mouth. He laughed as he stared at her vibrant rage filled eyes. He then voiced, "Keep pretending to be something you're not Sabrina. Its working out great for you!"
She fell down into the bench, her face pale and scared. He spoke as if he knew her, but why? Sabrina, nobody called her that anymore. That girl was long dead. Or that was she'd made everyone believe, even herself.
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