Chapter 32

I shot her with my deadliest glare but I still didn't utter a word. Is she lucky?

"... hey! I am talking to you, bitch Pershey!"

I blushed when she called me ‘bitch Pershey’.

"... hey, Bitch!"

Calm, Pershey, calm ...

I inhaled and exhaled. I tried to calm myself. I hate being called 'bitch' and she was just the first to call me 'bitch'. Can't she see herself? She's bitches of all bitches.

"Hey, look at me," the girl at my left side said. I slowly turned my gaze on her.

Well, she looks good but I hate their faces. I hate that kind of attitudes. No...