Isabella

Hey! theres the loser!

Why is it around every corner there is a cheerleader calling me a loser

I mean, you are a loser. Just look at you, you're just some stupid boy who thinks he's a cool racer.

quit following me stalker.... (walk faster)

Stalker? I'm just trying to tell you the truth. You should be grateful I'm even talking to you.

why should i thank you? It feels like a torture (roll my eyes. sit on my chair) this isn't your class (i take out my notebook)

*Take out the gun *

You wouldn't dare.

*slaps you*

Hey! theres the loser!

*she grabs your arm again* You can't just walk away from me. I'm the most popular girl in school. I deserve respect.

you get what you deserve,

What's that supposed to mean?