Expect The Unexpected
he grunted and headed down the hall, an orange backpack slung over one shoulder.
I couldn’t help it. I snickered. “Mind your own business lesbo.” Jane scoffed at me. I rolled my eyes. “Real inventive, you homophobic bitch. Being called a lesbian, whether true or not, isn’t an insult. My moms are fucking awesome. But don’t worry, even if I am a muff diver, you couldn’t pay me to touch you.” I scoffed and pushed past her into English.
That was these unimaginative snotty little shits best insults. They really do lack creativity. In two years of attending this school, they’ve only thrown insults at me because I have lesbian mothers or the usual ginger remarks. I heard better insults when I atten
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