Jealousy at Starbucks: Chapter 1 (Jealous, Much?)
A/N: this story found its way into my head when I was busy doing much more important things (ie homework), and just begged to be written, so you better review otherwise my maths teacher will kill you and quite possible eat you. The story is told in Serena's point-of-view and is set a few weeks after the end of Episode 18 (Much I Do About Nothing). It's quite...graphic. Anyways, enjoy! xx edie
For some reason, I was jealous. More than jealous. What's the word that describes a state of severe, mind-numbing, soul-crippling jealousy that rips through you like a demon, shredding every nerve in your body and cutting you off from your self-control?
Well, what ever it was, I was feeling it.
I swear, that if someone walked past me they would have seen steam pouring out of the ears of the tall, slim blonde staring through the window of Starbucks.
I hissed, a low, piercing sound escaping from my glossy lips.
How dare she! How dare he!
I exhale sharply, cool air streaming out of my nostrils and melting into the hot July air.
It was hot, but it was about to get hotter.
