When the bully falls in love
I attempted a greeting, throwing one of my best smiles.
Her pupils dilated for a second, probably in disbelief. Then her eyes began to dance around my whole frame. She looked at my legs, waist, chest, stomach, hair, everywhere except my face. Her expression was disgust and disdain, with her mouth curved upwards.
“You are trying to pat a snake with your bare feet?” she asked, still eyeing me with a face mirrored in disgust.
I looked down to confirm what would have pissed her so much in my body.
“Your face, I can’t look at it, it might pop up in my dreams and give me night mares,” she added.
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