Sarah frowned as she saw her two best friends in the hall. Mostly she was frowning at Tiffany Sanders. She wasn't taking a math class that was beneath her. Tiffany passed everything, just barely, with her looks and willingness to use her body to get through school.
It wasn't Sarah's style. Sure, she manipulated people, but to get by in school?
She frowned. Why was this bothering her now all of the sudden? Tiffany was one of her best friends.
