91 Opposites attract

Lance. 

I hate this bitch. 

God, I have never been one to hate anyone but with the smug expression she is giving me right now, I just want to pull out all the strands of hair on her head. she knows what she is doing. 

Where the fuck is Ford. 

He left me and went with Carla and now I am the one that is left to engage in a friendly conversation with Lisa the witch. That is what I am going to call her now. The name is befitting to the kind of person she is. He leg brushes against mine as he sips the red solo cup in her grip. Her hair is let down and if she wasn't my rival, I would say she looks very pretty tonight.