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There are two things I love in life. One, Fridays, Two, Trading insults with Clumsy Nancy. Her name’s actually Nancy Gilbert, but I don’t even care. Nancy, she’s sarcastic, prickly and looks at me irritatingly like I’m the gum stuck to her shoe. But I find her interesting, to an extent. I love how she hates me, and I love how she knows that I love how she hates me. But I hate how audacious she is, how she tells me to shut up to my face. No sugarcoating, no fake smiles. This morning, she wore a coat that made her look like the dwarf from Game of Thrones. I don’t just get this girl. Sometimes, she's pretty dull; other times, she’s like the ‘terror’ in the popular line from GOT, ‘For the night

I answered sharply, immediately almost regretting my answer. “But I don’t see a man anywhere” she responded, her smile widening, her hands signaling confusion , I could see the mockery in her eyes. “I mean, you’re the one that men always despise, who would take you and your fiendish attitude?” Suzie remarked. “Well, I don’t see a ring on your finger, oops or are you still dating married men?” I questioned, a smirk formed on my face, I must’ve hit a nerve because I noticed her smile fade into anger.

If what you're saying is as I think it is one wolf witch can't die without finding herself a twin pair? Yes that's true!! "Hahaha" Cleopatra laughed out as she looked at the mysterious individual whose face was filled with confusion. Why is this one laughing?? "I'm laughing because you'd have had to live many years without anyone next if I hadn't come up". Rooaarrr!!! The lady roared angrily as she looked at Cleopatra. Have you lost your mind do you think this is a joke, we have a limit and we have no time to joke around.

“Like I forget why I hate him in the first place.” Silence settled between us, thick and uncomfortable. “I hate the way he makes me feel,” I muttered. Quinton glanced at me. “Why? ’Cause he a dude?” “Yes,” I said immediately. “Because he’s a dude.” He studied me for a moment, expression unreadable. “There ain’t nothin’ wrong with liking a boy, you know.”

“He had this way of making jokes at my expense, but I couldn’t feel insulted or I’d be a fucking drama queen. He'd say they were only jokes. He’d tell me, only he loved me or only he would find me beautiful. Fuck. Once he actually said, ‘you can put lipstick on a pig,’ when I was applying lipstick in a color he didn’t like.” I growled. “Asshole. You are beautiful though. And smart. And funny and you don’t take shit from anyone. That’s what I’ve always loved about you. You didn’t care how you looked and wore those nerdy t-shirts and jeans with every hair color from the rainbow.”

I tell him through clenched teeth, cursing at myself for being this damn reactive to him. "I know, and I hate you so fucking much at this moment. I hate you and I will not care about the consequences of what I'm about to do to you. I hate you so fucking much that I will not hold myself back this time. I hate you so goddamn much and I'm going to ruin you for any man that isn't me. Not him. And not any goddamn other. " I have got to be sick in the head for those words to make my pussy clench against my fucking thong and my heart to beat wildly against my chest.

I narrowed my eyes as I shot him a sarcastic smile, “You really love seeing me annoyed, huh?” He chuckled, shaking his head with a grin, “You really are something, Kathrina.” “Yeah, you bring out the annoyance in me,” I uttered sarcastically, putting up air quotes in annoyance for emphasis. “Okay, sorry. Sorry.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes again—he was still laughing, and I don’t even know why he finds me being annoyed funny! The last time I checked, I look pretty scary when I’m annoyed. Plus, he was just purposely doing it, it was definitely pissing me off.

When finally, he spoke, the only word that left his lips was “why?” “Why?” she repeated, as if he had asked a totally ridiculous question. “Why do people frame people up and force them into marriage they don’t want and torture them? Let’s see” she said pretending to think. “How about because they hate them.” she answered, her sharp eyes suddenly becoming sharper with anger, it was amazing how she could transform from cool to hot in just an instant. “I hate you Mr Farhan, I hate every fibre of your stupid disgusting being, in fact, I hate you so much, that I don’t think anyone ever hated anybody as much as I hate you, I hate you more than I hate the devil,” she continued her anger rising with

“Remember Jada that you need to be nice to him.” “I am trying Trinity and I’m sure it’ll be a roller coaster ride living with that heartless Coleman. We just arrived today and he’ll let me sleep outside? It’s freaking cold here! He’s unbelievable, how could be such human-like him keep on existing?” I burst into rage. “Stop laughing will you? You’re annoying, this isn’t funny.” I added. “You’re too cute, can’t wait to see you soon. Do you believe in the saying that the more you hate the more you love?"

my mothers words scream at me inside my head. I look around at the people around me, some of the faces i recognize from over the years. I never bothered to make friends its kind of pointless when you hidding. " Anyone tries anything they die" says the man next to garret. Ive never seen him before he's well kept clearly a man of higher standing than garret with clean white sleeves and shiny boots. Hes handome with blonde hair and a sharp jaw. They all like that, beautiful built like gods with bodies carved from the heavens themself. But i know better its just a mask hiding the beast they really are. Devils disguised as angles.