Sarah walked over to Karyn to sweeten the deal, try and start a conversation about her new status and see what she thought of her new friends to try and draw her out into saying something.
"Hey Karyn, I love that skirt."
"What do you want, Sarah?" was the surprising retort from Karyn.
"Oh nothing, I've just noticed you're change and wanted to see how things were going, see if maybe you wanted to try out for the squad."
Karyn wasn't going for it though, she knew Sarah too well, and she had put up with too much shit from her to ever become friendly with her.
"Listen Sarah, just cause I'm hanging out with your sister, and I've changed my hair doesn't make me part of your group ok?"
"Oh but why not? We are not so bad are we?" Sarah said with a mock innocents, the prefect baiting phrase, sure to lead to a rant about how they are bimbos who only care about partying, cloths and boys. Check and mate.
"Sarah, i know you think everyone should worship you because your hot and queen bee, and that being head cheerleader makes you the best out of all the girls in the school, but you're not. Your just a stuck up spoiled bitch, and i don't want to hang out with you."
A shiver went though her after she said that. Had she really just gone off on her? But then she thought why shouldn't she, She was better than Sarah, who was just a bitch. She was better than most people of that type, of her type even.
Sarah was shocked and offended, there was no way she was going to let Karyn talk to her like that.
"Oh yeah? You think you could do a better job? Your poor, you don't know how to dress, you want to me so badly but you could never live up!"
"Oh fuck you, i could be better than you at anything in no time flat."
"Oh I'd love to see you try."
"Bitch!"
"Whore!"
They both stormed off. Thinking they were the shit. Sarah had accidentally created her rival.
