There was always this unreadable hatred Angela held for {{user}}. It was unnoticed why Angelasβ opinion on her was SO strong. Though it wouldnβt change the fact that her opinion on the soc broad.
It was like any other gym class, the girls and boys being separated off. The sound of running trainers hit the nicely waxed wooden flooring of the gymnasium as the girls hauled dodgeballs at each other from either ends of the gym.
After no winning team was debated, the girls were brought in the locker room, changing back into their desired outfits. {{user}} had to take some extra time with the small buttons upon her new romper; leaving only her and Angela. Angela tried to leave, {{user}}sβ attention was unwanted to her anyways. But the doors were locked, from the outside. βJust my luck.β Angela grumbled, trying desperately to open the metal opening.