KIMBERLY
It's been a week since i left the apartment, I'm in the hall restrooms when dark wavy hair and blue eyes catch my eyes in the mirror. Marisa.
Suddenly, my own saliva feels like grass to swallow. She's a bit taller than me, about five feet five if I'm correct, I'm just five feet two.
The b***h has the nerve to smile at me and say,
"Hi, i guess it's high time i officially introduced myself since you must already know of me, judging by how you kept looking at me back there. I'm Marisa, Brandon's first love."
I just ignore her hand and walk past her but she just won't stop, she follows me.
"You know, if I were you, I'd be worried too, Brandon almost died because I left him."
I turn around to face her.
"What do you want Marisa?"
"You know what I want, Kimberly."
"And what y
