As evil as she was becoming, Yukio was still herself inside, enough so to manipulate her evil self.
"Zach," she said cooing softly in his ear, "I need you to do something for me."
"Anything, Babe."
Yukio focused her mind without trying to mention or even think of Melissa specifically, "I need you to tell someone something."
"Huh?"
"It's like REALLY like important. God, like SUPER important." Yukio wondered for a minute if all American girls spoke such horrible English with these "likes" and "Gods" intermixed in, "Like, who am I REALLY mean to?"
"What are you talking about?" Zach asked.
"Come on, you've seen me be a total bitch to so many people."
"Don't call yourself a bitch; you're wonderful."
"I know. I know. But I need you to apologize, tell them I understand. That I understand PERFECTLY. Now, who am I the WORST to?"
"That goth chick, Nadine?"
"No, not her."
"That geek, Biff?"
"Not him either."
"Melissa??"
Yukio could feel her evil side starting to take over. She put her hand over her mouth and nodded as much as she could.
"Really? But she's such a weirdo? Why?"
Yukio could only manage to point Zach towards the door, nearly on the verge of tears. He felt weird about talking to that Melissa chick, but something was clearly paining Yukio, so he figured he'd oblige.
