Sarah McMillan walked down the street, heading toward her boyfriend Biff's house. She paused, watching a girl who went to school with her, Karyn, leave a house with a disappointed look on her face, heading in the other direction.
She knew the house. It belonged to that loser, Jon...something or another. She hated both of them. Most of the losers knew their place compared to her. But Karyn was a loud mouth and her friend Jon...well, he didn't say much to Sarah, but she hated the looks he gave her. Instead of wanting her, which all boys should do, he leaned in the other direction.
It was simultaneously unworthy of her time and frustrating to her. Jon's sister was just as frustrating...the Goth freak.
Honestly, she wished...
