"I can't beileve you're making me work with HIM!" Heather yelled. "Are anda just trying to piss me off?! atau maybe you're just another one of those idiots who think I like him! Well I DON'T!"
"Heather," Ms. Collins said, trying to calm down her student. "This has absolutely nothing to do with anda and Alejandro's rumored romance. And if anda talk to me in that manner again, you're going to find yourself in ISS, young lady. Now sit."
The girl grumbled and sat selanjutnya to the afromentioned Latino, who struggled to yell at her and ciuman her at the same time.
It was annoying to cinta someone who was annoying....

"You know the only reason I'm not hanging with my team right now is because Cody got rabies from those ant bites."
Heather painted her nails, while stroking Alejandro's chest. She looked up at him.
"What?" Alejandro asked; he dropped the piece of paper he was holding. Heather quickly snatched it up. "Why is everyone's names on this list, and why are Bridgette, Leshawna, and Harold's names crossed out?"
"Um..."
"And why is my name last??"
"That's just-
"I know a I'm-gonna-pick-off-everyone-one-by-one daftar when I see one! I should know because I WROTE ONE!"

"Alejandro!" The girl stood up. "You TOLD...