Octavian Country Day
Mrs. Harrison's Homeroom
September 3rd
8:07 a.m.
Victoria felt like such an outsider.
Even though everyone kept turning to look at her and commenting on her creative braid bun.
The reason she felt so unaccepted was because Taylor Hotz gave her the stink eye at least eight times in ten minutes.
They're jealous. She reminded herself, wishing she could just text Lillia.
When class ended, she got up. Clutching her V by MB tote bag, she hurried out of the room.
This is SO not like me! She would tell Lillia if she were here. I do nawt run from a challenge! I look it in the face and laugh!
She pushed open the door to the bathroom and looked around. No one in sight.
Looking in the mirror, Victoria wondered why everyone was being so judgemental.
Blond hair. Wide, brown eyes. Full lips.
If anything, they should be bowing down!, she thought as she tucked her waves behind her ear.
The bathroom door opened and Taylor Hotz walked glared at her.
"In case you haven't noticed, this is kind of my turf." Taylor said, standing beside her so that she could check her own reflection.
"Kind of?" Victoria rolled her eyes. "That means that it's not fully yours and can be taken away from you."
Taylor's already wide eyes popped. "Well, then. I guess I'll be seeing you around." With one last angry glare, Taylor turned and stomped out of the bathroom.
Victoria laughed.