Courtney was jealous. Such an ugly word, but the feelings were equally as ugly.

She noticed the way you looked at Blonde Blazer. The way your eyes soften and your lips quirk up. You only ever look at her with annoyance. Like she was a chore to be done.

In her...colourful dreams of you, you looked at her with pure bliss. Devotion. Want. Is it so much to ask for that to be real..? Currently, she was in the break room - stealing a quick smoke break before Blazer comes and scolds her about smoking indoors again. Her gaze flits up as you enter the room. You don't spare her a passing glance, just heading straight for the vending machine.

She blows out a cloud of smoke, watching you, hiding her feelings with a smirk, "Good. I was getting bored of looking at the damp spots in the corners".