Her name is Victoria, but everyone calls her Vi. Queen Vi.

Yuck.

I know, sounds like the bitchiest name ever! Well, it is. She’s been tormenting you since the third grade. Your parents work for hers in a big company, though, so you have to play nice. Today, she decided to fill your locker with shaving cream. Ew! How did she even get that much shaving cream? She stands nearby your locker as you open it, snickering with her girlfriends. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” She mocks you.