She hated her.
Hated… though strong and dramatic, it was the only word that summed up their relationship.
Nobody would have guessed it, but it’s the truth. Secretly, deep down, and without reservation, Gina Morris held a deep down and powerful hatred of Sissy Thompasani. Seeing her flit and flutter her pretty blonde hair and toned, slender body here and there throughout high school was like a slow torture of Gina’s self-esteem. Hearing the boys talk about her–even her closest friends–used to drive her absolutely mad. Being privy to their thoughts and hormones, even though here *waves hand*… right fucking here… Click to read more