𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞.

                                    

                                          
Happy pride month:)
The next day :D
Anne panted hard and collapsed to the floor, so did Sasha. "Sash, I'm getting so tired of screaming. I don't want to live like this anymore."
"I agree, we've been screaming and walking around in this dark pit of void for weeks I'm beginning to get sick of it." Sasha responded.
"I don't know, maybe he lied. When will we wake up? Will we wake up tomorrow? Will we wake up today? We have to get to Marcy...." Anne frowned.
Anne got up from the floor and stood on her shaky legs. "I guess we just continue fighting."
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It was early in the morning and Marcy was at school standing in front of Sasha and Anne's lockers waiting for the bell to ring so that she could head to class. She opened up her bag and took out two baby pink letters. She then slipped the letters into each of their lockers. She quickly zipped up her bag as she heard the bell ring, but once she turned around to head to class, she was met with a big group of blonde jocks and cheerleaders. The group that made fun of her before.
There was one girl that had walked in front of all of them, she was probably the leader of the group. She was the one that stood out the most, she had red hair, the rest of her friend group was blonde. And she had fair skin with freckles all over her face with green eyes.
Her name was Heather, a classic pretty girl name.
Everyone wishes they were Heather.
Marcy can't even lie, the girl is gorgeous in looks. But her attitude is something else.
"Hey nerd! You aren't allowed to defend yourself when we pick on you! Last time we saw each other you rolled your eyes at us and just walked away, that was beyond disrespectful. Hmm, maybe we need to teach you a lesson." Heather smirked.
"You aren't deserving of love, nobody loves you. You're different, read the room in this school and maybe you'll fit in. You see me? I have so many friends! I stand out, I'm beautiful, people love me, maybe if you become more like me people will love you and you'll have more friends." She chuckled.
"I don't have to be like you to be loved, I already have two people that love me just the way I am. And don't even get me started on your bitchy attitude, nobody would ever love someone with an attitude like that. Your friends probably don't even really like you, they probably have an extra group chat where they talk about you. Don't even act like It's a coincidence that you stand out the most in your friend group, all you did was look for a bunch of 'hot' jocks and cheerleaders that have the same bitchy attitude as you and claimed yourself as the leader of the group. You picked a bunch of blondes on purpose so that you can stand out the most, we aren't idiots." Marcy raised an eyebrow.
"You aren't cool Heather. You might think that everyone likes you but that just isn't true, they think you're a complete bitch and so do I. Look around you Heather, nobody in this school likes you. Can't you see the looks on your friends faces? It isn't hard to tell that they agree with what I'm saying." Marcy stated, and Heather's fuming face turned redder at every word that came out of Marcy's mouth.
Heather groaned in anger and pushed Marcy against the locker. Marcy yelped in pain and Heather walked up close to her, enough to invade her personal space.
"There's nothing you can do about me Marcy. People can't resist when they hear and see what they like. If you don't like us picking on you, that's fine. But soon enough you won't have any friends at all and trust me I'll make sure you never get close to Sasha in class or anywhere. You quickly saw through my nice act, you seem a little less dumb than all the others. From now on you and I are at war. You will lose your friends and wind up all alone and Sasha Waybright will soon be mine." She whispered.