Snippet #1306488

Kristen giggled, "Oh honey if only you knew that I wear no make up and my eyes, they are like this. You can pour a bucket of water on me and nothing will smear, plus you can go right ahead and poke my eye. These "contacts" won't move dear. So sorry to say this but you just plain ugly, inside and out. Because you are saying that me being nice to the new girl means I have no friends when just a second ago, you were trying to steal the new girl's seat so you could sit next to me. Poor Summer, you seem to be the desperate one here. Everybody knows it."

Right then she couldn't handle it anymore as she stood up and looked over at Sophie with a slight smile and waved. While passing by she lay Illia a little note on her desk that said 'Thank You' and she walked right out of the classroom. She couldn't stay in that classroom, she didn't want to fight anymore. She would surely lose it if she stayed there. A great sigh escaped Kristen's lips as she sat in the hallway against a wall and stared out one of the windows.