Jill was vain and Kim knew it. She had the perfect body and the perfect face. Jill was always concerned about her appearance, checking herself at least ten times a day in her locker mirror to make sure that her make-up was perfect.
Kim watched from across the quad as Jill dusted powder all over her face, and smiled. Revenge is oh so sweet.
Kim was not even average by society standards, she was not pretty in even the loosest sense of the word, she had lank mousy brown hair and dull brown eyes, she had a bad complexion and she was not thin like the others. She was however a genius. This was the lot in life she had been designated to, having little personal contact she lived in the computer systems. She had hacked the schools database and had learned Jill's locker combination, there she had replaced part of her Ivory face powder with itching powder, just before first period of the day.
It was now lunch and Jill was at her locker, trying desperately to cover up the redness which her itching had awoken in her skin.
Kim smiled, she could hear Jill's scream from the second floor girls restroom.
(Ahhh revenge, word count came out at 200)
1 comment:
Ahhh, more sweet high school revenge. It's simple and realistic and petty, and I like it. Look out for comma splices.
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