It was the home stretch of her senior year. It was an odd time in high school for seniors. With only about 3 months left, everyone began to realize that these people, that they've been seeing on almost a daily basis, would probably never be seen again. Everyone was trying to make last minute friends with everyone, to get as much as you possible could out of high school. It was the only time you'd see the quarterback of the football team talking with the small, quiet Asian kid, and both of them laughing. Sarah, though, was already friends with almost everyone. "Sarah!" the quaterback shouted out. "Bro, this guy is awesome!" Referring to the Asian kid.
Sarah just laughed and kept walking. Even though Sarah was a fun, open minded, smart, and pretty girl, she wasn't the best. Especially in high school, when the size and shape of your body meant more than all the rest of that stuff, and she was relatively average. She always hoped for a bit more curves, but she hadn't grow at all since she was 14.
As she walked to her next class, she was chatting with random groups of friends and people. Sarah was the kind of person that didn't really belong to any group or clique, but fit into anyone just fine, and was accepted by all of them. Well...except one.
The cheerleaders. Even though Sarah was friends with all of them, and they all enjoyed her company, the captain of the cheerleaders was a complete and utter bitch. Measured by amount of friends, Sarah won hands down, but Vanessa still acted like she owned the school. Most guys would do anything for her. She had a tight, fit body, large D cup breasts, she was tall and leggy, standing at 5'11".
Sarah walked by the cheerleader group, smiled and waved. Some of the other girls did too, but Vanessa didn't. "...whore." Vanessa whispered under her breath.
Sarah stopped. "Excuse me?" Vanessa didn't even turn around. "Vanessa? What did you just say?"
Vanessa turned around with a fake smile. "What? I'm sorry, I didn't say anything."
"Yeah, no, you didn't. You are right. Only a skanky bitch who hates herself so much because her only positive character trait is that she is good looking, which will fade in a few short years, would call a girl who did nothing to her a whore, am I right?" Sarah ranted.
Vanessa just laughed. "I'm sorry, I'm too busy over here, with real humans, go away little girl."
Now Sarah wasn't one to have a short temper, but Vanessa and her have been going at it ever since middle school. Sarah always wished, and hoped, that someway, she could take away Vanessa's pride. If there was another girl, any girl, that had a better body than her, she could take Vanessa down a peg "God dammit..." She whispered to herself in frustration. "If I had a better body than her, I wouldn't even have to say anything. She would probably cry..."
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