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Saturday morning, we were asked to clean the whole house. We freshmen of course.

While I mopped the floor, Brianna approached me.

"I heard you were called a ghetto bitch in class. Hahaha, so so hilarious!" she laughed. I stood straight and faced her.

"Bitches like you are so oldschool. That happened last Monday and so you can't get to me with that."

"Hahaha, who said I was trying to get to you. I just find that piece of news so funny. Ghetto bitch. It fits you so well."

I felt my fingers tighten around the the mop stick I was holding. I wasn't gonna let her get away...