"Watch where you're fucking going you stupid slut!" I yell at the girl who I just bumped into.

"Excuse me? You bumped into me bitch!" she yells just as loudly back.

I step up to her, "Then maybe you shouldn't have been in my way!"

"In your way?" she gives me an incredulous look, "What, do you expect everyone to clear a path for you?"

I pretended to think about it, "Yeah, I do."

She places both hands on her hips, "And I assume that you would also like us to bow at your feet when you pass."

"That would be nice. Why don't you start?"

Her eyes grew dark, "You are such a spoiled, little brat. I bet even your vibrator is made of fucking gold."

I grit my teeth, "I don't need a vibrator. Unlike some people, I like the real thing."

She takes a step closer this time, "I bet you couldn't take having a real orgasm anyhow. I wonder, are you going to be the first pregnant barbie?"

"I'm not the one who got plastic surgery to try to make herself prettier... and failed!"

Her eyes grew ever darker and I think I caught a flash of teeth, "That's because they didn't even bother with trying, your face was beyond repair."

I squinted my eyes at her, "At least the people I like, don't have to be so drunk they can't walk to like me back."

"As if people ever like you!"

I took the final step closer, establishing my height advantage as I looked slightly down at her, "I'm not the loner."

"At least I know that I don't have friends as fake as their boobs, ass, and nose. I don't have to worry about watching my back."

"Then maybe you'll learn to watch your front and won't bump into me."

"Maybe you should learn to shut your mouth and swallow."

"Excuse me, Miss Davies?" a teacher broke through the crowd that had surrounded us.

"Her words," is all Ashley says before she turns, pushes through the crows, and walks away.

I roll my eyes, turn to face the opposite direction, the crowd spreads apart, clearing a path, and I walk away.

Quickly the mob disperses, sending everyone, including my friends, scattering as the teachers start to warn about detentions. She begins a countdown from three, so I quickly turn down a nearby hall and speed walk down it before walking down another hallway.

I glance back and see that no ones following me, so I slow my pace and take note of my heavy breathing.

I face forward and see that no one is around at all. I glance around once more before leaning back against the wall. I let out a sigh and lowered my gaze to the ground.

Suddenly two feet other then my own entered my vision. I swallowed at the sight of the pair of black Marc Ecko Unltds. I only knew of one person who wore those, Ashley Davies.

I acted strong and mighty, but that was usually when I had back up or a crowd. I was really shy and weak, I didn't even cuss unless I was in a fight like that one or something. I really might as well have been a barbie. And I'm pretty sure Ashley was about to break my legs like she probably did her sister's barbies, she seems the type anyway.

I refused to look up. I'd pretend to not notice her presence. Maybe if I got lucky she'd get bored and leave.

Suddenly, I felt a finger gently slide under my chin. I couldn't help swallowing, I was about to die.