"Hey, don't get smart with me. You know I can make some rumors about you pretty quick... You wanna be able to walk down the hallway without getting laughed at, right? ...It's Sara, by the way." She threatened me.
The sad thing was I knew she wasn't kidding. You don't cross a sexy girl in school. That's just the law of the jungle. They're what the hot guys want, they're the winners, the top of the hierarchy, the prom queens. The rest of us are just the peasants that live to serve her, you do as she says or she'll make your life a living hell.
I usually try and avoid her radar, but unfortunately it looks like being roomie with Mark means I'm now on her map as her personal gossip bitch.
"Sorry, what about Mark?" »
