She was holding me by the collar of the robe, which was a bit strangling; if it were the first time, I would have pleaded, crying for air, but one thing about the three is the more I begged for my life, the more they enjoyed it, and so I just let it be. Instead, I coughed for air.
“I believe she asked you something.” Sienna looked around, her eyes full of disgust; my place was a mess, yes, because with my studies I rarely got a chance to clean.
“How she lives in this filth is what I don't understand.” One of them said as she took out her perfume and sprayed in the air.
So here is how I categorized them: Sienna was the queen bee, of course; she was all three: smart, sexy, and popular. Even in school her grades were average.
The other, her name Britney, was smart, not A-level smart but B
