(In contrast to several of my recent branches where Sarah is misundersood, I decided to do one where she's exactly as entitled and shallow as she can appear.)
Sarah was seriously pissed off when she almost tripped over the random rock that fell out of Jon Gibson's back pocket. Seriously who walks around with a fricking rock in their pocket? She could have chipped a nail and she'd just gotten them done. 'Ugh, people like him shouldn't even be allowed at Lakeview Academy'. Lakeview Academy was a charter school, and most of the students districted for it were from rather wealthy families like Sarah's, with the others being scholarship students, like Leonard Drullers, or those few poorer kids who happened to sneak over the line of the school district, like Jon. Sarah had inherited her parents' elitism, and tended to look down on the latter sort.
Sarah was more familiar with the Gibson family than she'd care to be for two reasons. One, Jon's mother, Linda Gibson, was actually her own mother's personal assistant, which was basically just a step above a maid in Sarah's opinion. The dowdy, plump, bespectacled woman was always hovering around; Sarah understood her mother needed someone to make reservations and keep track of her social schedule, but couldn't she have picked someone more aesthetically pleasing? Jon on the other hand she was familiar with because her long term rival/ex-friend Karyn was always hanging around him for reasons she couldn't fathom. As far as she could tell they weren't dating, and seriously why would they. Karyn may have ittie bittie tiddies, but she was still pretty enough to pull better than Gibson. The other reason she knew Jon was that he'd picked up a summer job working at her family's country club. It was a little annoying to see Karyn's dweeb over the summer, but oddly satisfying to see him in his proper place, waiting on his betters.
Seriously, these little people got on her nerves sometimes. They didn't understand all the pressure that came with being one of the elite. If Jon had messed up her shoe, it could have seriously hurt her chances of winning Homecoming Queen. "Ugh, I wish they knew what it was like to be us; maybe then they wouldn't be so boorish."
