Fay
“Yeah, but I don’t understand why you guys have to stoop to her level. I mean, she did stop.” I reminded.
“So?” Annie shrugged.
“Yeah really? Why are you so goody goody anyways Fay?” Anastasia asked.
“Two wrongs don’t make a right.” I snapped. I hated it when they referred to me as… goody goody.
“Think about this, she stole your boyfriend, remember?” Annie glared at Karra, checked for teachers and flicked her off behind her back.
I forgot about that. Dirty little slut.
“Ya, but he was an ass anyways!” I reminded them.
“I’m so confused.” Bridget said, looking dazed.
“Sorry, I’ll fill you in.” Annie said, “In seventh grade, Fay had the hottest guy in the all boy’s school next to ours, great hair, eyes, the whole package.” They all dreamed about him for a second. “Well, Karra got a little jealous, so she decided to go up to him after school and start makin on him while we were all watching.” She looked at me for my usual conclusion.
To be continued