Chapter 8: Loud and Vulgar
The voice grated against Eira's ears, pulling her violently from her half-conscious state.
Eira slowly lifted her head, her indifferent eyes locking onto the cold brown ones of the girl in front of her.
The now half-full class turned their attention to the scene. Whispers buzzed as they watched in anticipation.
"You bastard bitch! How dare you insult Alan? You ignored him in front of the whole school. Did the accident make you go fucking crazy?! Who the hell do you think you are to disregard him?"
The girl snorted, crossing her arms over her chest. "You are nothing, nothing but filth who lives off others. Filth like you doesn't get to stare at, stand together with, talk to, ignore, or insult him. Do you understand?!"
While the girl in front of her continued yelling, Eira just stared at her. The girl had a heart-shaped face with a prominent jawline, arched brows, almond-shaped eyes accentuated with dramatic winged eyeliner, full lips covered in nude lipstick, and a straight nose. Her black hair was styled into a high ponytail, pulled too tightly, with the wavy ends bouncing with her movements.
A typical high school mean girl with an exaggerated sense of self-importance.
[With a crush on Alan, Master.]
Right.
The girl continued, not knowing that her words went in one ear and out the other. "You may be his fiancée, but it's only in name. You don't have the right to do anything—"
"Miss Thorne," the teacher interrupted. "Please leave my class, would you? It's starting now."