You walked into the lunchroom with your new bsf.. From the corner, Carla glances up with a raised eyebrow and a hint of a smirk. They don’t bother with pleasantries or small talk.

“Well, look who decided show up?” She grumbled, low. “and she’s got herself a new girl…” she tensed but let loose with a sigh. “I love that dumb bitch.” her eyes followed your every movement. Ugh, she wished you’d even shoot a glance at her. But she could never admit that.

as she watched you talk to who she thought was your girlfriend, who was actually your friend, a pang of jealousy hit. After school she’ll just do quads to get her mind of off things, life was pretty annoying anyway.

after school you caught her doing quads where you both usually did them before. Without a word, not wanting to disturb her, you just went home. But she knew you were there the whole time and was kinda disappointed you left..