"Gil's running his own genocide," Laura growled, "Killing everyone's hearts in the process."
Nicole gave her a stubborn look, "That's not quite what genocide means. And Gil isn't killing anyone. He's just, well...hell, he isn't doing anything wrong."
"That's what you think," She sighed, tears pushing past her eyelids and falling down her cheeks. She brushed them away quickly, before turning back to Nicki, "And it's all because of my jelousy, and my jumping to conclusions. NO! WAIT!"
"Miss Tousigant, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" the teacher barked, his eyes glaring at the blond haired girl who sat with her jaw dropped.
"N-no, Mr. Miles." Laura choked out, "I...Sorry."
"No more outbursts then, and if you have something to say, raise your hand and say it to the entire class. Understood?" He growled slightly at her, alittle annoyed with having to be interrupted.
"Yes, Mr. Miles!" She shrieked, sliding down lower in her seat as if to hide from the neighbouring students stares. After a few more moments of silence, and when she figured that everyone had lost interest in her outburst she leaned over the bar on her desk towards Nicole. "You know what, it wasn't my fault that me and Gil aren't friends anymore." She spat in a low whisper.
"Then, who's fault is it? It's not like Brookie did anything, she's always been head over heels for Tal. Not his older brother," Nicole defended, amazed that for the first time they were not fighting but actually carring on a real conversation.
"It was Brooke's dumb friend!" Laura sneered, wrinkling her nose up slightly and making a disgusted look on her face. Nicole just gave her confused look, how was she supposed to know who Laura was talking about.
"And that would be?" Nicole stated.
"That little good for nothing bitch, Lindsi "im so cool" Weaver," Laura swore, her eyes filled with a hint of hatred for the girl she wanted to be like. It wasn't just that Lindsi was Brooke's best friend and could steal any guys heart, but she was gorgeous. Long highlighted brown hair and glowing blue eyes, not a blemish on her fair skin. She was skinny and dressed so classy, she was one of those perfect princesses in Laura's eyes.
"I never really met her," Nicole shrugged, "But if Brooke loves her to pieces as I've been told by Gil. Then she's got to be something special, Brooke doesn't just care about anyone."
Laura's jaw dropped as she heard Gil and Lindsi's name in the same sentence, "What if...just what if that little whore tries to take MY Gil?"
"Brooke doesn't hang out with whores," Nicole pointed out.
"I'll kill her," Laura growled under her breath, "she is so dead if she even looks at him."