CHAPTER SIX
Her eyes weren’t friendly, and she looked angrier than ever. Behind her, her puppies were cleaning their nails menacingly.
Melissa glared at me.
“Hi, b***h. Surprised to see us, right?” she said as she took steps forward.
I shifted back fearfully.
“Oh, little nerd is afraid,” Cynthia mocked, and her friend laughed.
“Seriously, Melissa, what does your boyfriend find in this wrench?” Ella, one of Melissa’s lackeys, mocked.
Melissa glared at me with hatred.
“Nothing. She’s just one of his amusements, but since she’s becoming an eyesore, I think I should eradicate her to do the school and the world a good will,” Melissa said meanly.
No girl or woman could have the heart to actually listen to such crude words.
What have I ever done to them?
Why should they derive joy in t
