Stock Character 1: The Preppy Bitch
Okay, so like...
I've had it up to here with Sakura.
She called me up yesterday about five times to bitch about this chick Mukuro just 'cause she's got this "whim" that Mukuro's got a thing for Sakura's boyfriend. As far as I know, Mukuro doesn't give a frick, but I'm sure she's pissed off at Sakura for making it sound like she does. Like, totally! I don't know where Sakura gets this stuff!
So the sixth time she called, I just didn't answer. And, I swear she called again, like, eighty times in a row! Holy cow, girl! Don't you have a life? I know you have a boyfriend. Unless you think he's cheating on you with Mukuro. Which, I guess, I can't blame either of them.
She freaked last night at the party. She asked why I didn't answer the phone, so I had to pull an excuse out of my butt. Then nowhere, out of the blue she says I'm to preppy and spoiled and snobby! And she calls Mukuro the bitch. Ugh! Just because I've got other things to worry about then her paranoia about sea urchin boy?
Sure, I got money. I've got both parents, a nice house, and everything I need. But that isn't me. It's just some extra stuff I happen to have. So I'm a stupid spoiled snob just because I'm rich? Sure, I'm a bit naive at times. Sure, I love the color pink. Sure, shopping is my life. But my parents have tough rules and curfews, and I'm always scared to speak my mind, except here.
And what, all goths arecool? A lot of them seem like a bunch of snobs to me. Like they were born to tell me how I suck at life. How I'm stupid. I mean, I've met a few nice ones. And I can't judge them as a group, since a lot of them are judging me.
Well, I'm ditching her. Who needs such a shallow, blood-sucker, anyway? You know, I kinda feel sorry for that Mukuro chick. Maybe I'll give her a ring, see how she's doing.