Wow. So I guess the song I wrote wasn't as bad as I thought! Thanks for the comments. Much appreciated.


Candida smirked as she walked up to Pim. It had been two weeks since the epoxy incident, and they were still sore about it. Their heads were still hurting from being in Mr. Angst's class until they could get unstuck, also.

"Candida," Pim said.

"Pim," Candida returned.

"What do you want?"

"I just thought I'd let you know that I've climbed up the social ladder, yet again."

"What makes you think that?"

"Because Kyle Krch of the 12th grade just asked me out."

"K…Kyle Krch?" Pim asked. "But he's so…"

"Hot? I know," Candida said, smirking. "Sorry to burst your bubble, Pimple, but… I'm afraid that you'll never beat me at anything."

"Really?" Pim asked.

"'Fraid not." Candida turned and began to walk away, as Pim smirked.

"Never beat you at anything, eh? We'll see about that…"

"See about what?" Candida asked, who was inexplicably suddenly standing behind her.

"Nothing…"

"You're up to something, Pimple… and I don't like it."

Pim was wrong if she thought that day couldn't get any more annoying, as Debbie Berwick began to prance up to her. "Hiya, Pimsy," she said, delightedly.

"Berwick…" Pim muttered. Candida snapped her head to look at Debbie.

"Debbie Berwick," Candida muttered, smirking evilly.

"Yep," Debbie chirruped delightedly, clearly not fazed by Candida.

"Uh, Debbie," Pim started, but Candida continued.

"I didn't know that you were friends with Pim…"

"We're not--" Pim started.

Debbie cut her off. "Yep. Since the seventh grade."

Candida laughed. "You just made the List."

"List? Like a party list? Am I invited?"

"Uh… sure… a party list."

"It's not a party list," Pim whispered to Debbie. "She's going to get you."

" 'Get' me?" Debbie asked. "Like a present?"

Candida was getting rather annoyed at this point. "Zip it, Berwick. My girls and I have more power than you could ever imagine. Don't make us use it on you."

"Are they powers to make the world a better place?"

Candida sighed. "NO!"

Pim raised her eyebrows. She'd never seen Candida get this mad…

Actually she had once. Candida had vowed that she'd get Pim one day, so Pim attached a sign to her back that read Somebody run this girl over with a truck. Her theory was, if she was going to get beaten up, she'd like to earn it.

But she'd never seen Candida get this frustrated at somebody other than herself. "Go on, Debbie," Pim urged, and Debbie did.

Candida got more and more annoyed until she just started backing out of the room, afraid of the impossibly inherently good girl.

Perhaps having Debbie around wasn't such a terrible idea after all… If she could keep Candida away, then... she was one step ahead of Pim.