Sorry my chapters are so short. The only time I can write in peace is at like 1 in the morning, and I'm usually tierd.

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Sara's dark brown eyes shot daggers at Catherine's head as she decaired that she was driving. "You suck" she uncharacteristically mumbled under her breath. Sara would have suggested she'd drive if she wasn't so sure Catherine would bitch about it.

SARA:

Fucking Grisom. He's suck a prick, and the only reason he pairs me with that bitch is because he wants us to get along. like that's going to work, the only thing that will come of this is one (or both) of us dying!

Right now Catherine's walking ahead of me, swinging her hips like she's trying to seduce every person in the parking lot. I don't dare look, it's like she has a camera in her ass, and knows when people are staring. She gets this cocky grin, and adds a little more hop to her step. The ONE TIME I looked she snapped around and caught me. I only looked because she was bent over in front of me picking up some trivial item.

As we get closer to the car I start to wonder how akward this will be, I almosted missed what Catherine said to me.

CATHERINE:

Yeah so I purposely said I was going to drive with intentions other than because I wanted to drive. I knew Sara wanted to. I know it's imature, but being passive aggressive is the only way to work out my hatred for her. Maby "Hate" is a strong word, but I certinally

don't like her.

I'm starting to feel a little bad for all the times I've picked on her...Like that time I bent over in front of her to pick up a straw, and called her out when she looked at my ass. It astounds me sometimes, how childish we act. So I decide to offfer a peace treaty.

"Hey Sara," I call over my shoulder "Did you want to drive?" I ask her, trying not to sound as if I'm just being nice to look good. She doesn't answer me. I pause for a second, wonder if she's ignoring me so I repeat my question a little louder.

SARA:

"Would you like to drive!" Catherine shouts at me. I must of zoned out. "Uh...Yeah" I groggily said as I come out of my 'happy place.' She must of found this amusing because she's now facing me, with that silly girn she uses on the guys plasterd on her face. It's never been directed at me before. I try to avoid her eyes for some reson when I thought crosses my mind...

CATHERINE:

Sara must have been zoned out or something, but when she answers my quesion in a sleepy voice I found it kind of cute. So Now I'm facing her, my lips curled up into a grin. She can't look me in the eyes for some reson, but I find her even more adorable. Which is wierd, I'm suposed to hate her. I'm about to shrug it off when a thought crosses my mind...