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Natalie. That's the bitch's name!

I over looked it on the register that was been passed round as the sever was down.

Well at least now I knew the she-devil's name. I mean, come on! How can they be together? In my eyes it's impossible. She's fake, orange and sleazy. Whereas Oz is decent, has looks to die for and is such a sweet heart.

Ooh! Maybe she's an alien... Ok I know it sounds far fetched but just look at her! Who would want to be orange as a choice? It's not even a real skin tone; Idiot.

As the lesson stretched on I caught her making eyes at Alex. I know I can only have one guy but that doesn't mean I don't care for the poor boy! I won't let her get her claws under his skin; Scar two boys close to me. Plus I felt a strange attraction to Alex that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I'm near as damn it sure Oscuro caught her oogling at Alex... Serves the bitch right! Deserves what's coming to her...

I bolted for the door when the final bell chimed to escape the horrors of today. I'm about half way home when there's a distinct noise behind me...

Clip. Clop. Clip. Clop.

Footsteps. They weren't Alex's, these were stilettos by the sound of them. I quickened my pace and the feet behind me matched my pace and before I know what's happening I feel dagger like claws tearing into my shoulder. I yelp in pain and turn to face the culprit as my hand instinctively goes to clutch my wound.

Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I was seeing infront of me.

Natalie. Except she wasn't perfect. Her mascara had run down her cheeks, leaving orange streaks down her face. Her hair was an absolute mess, like she'd just been dragged-through-a-bush-backwards kind of look. There were rips in her clothes, making them look cheap and worthless which I'm almost positive was the complete opposite of what they were supposed be. But the most haunting part was her eyes. Once crystal blue they had turned a sickening green that seemed to linger through my memory. She snarled at me.

Like actually snarled. At me.

I swallowed the lump that had gotten lodged in my throat and stammered, "What do you want?" I tried to cling on to my confidence but it had evaporated.

"Oh, you would know," She started in a sugar-coated voice, "Well thanks to you, Oscuro has dumped me! ME! Freaking ME!!!" The sweetness had gone just as soon as it had come and was instead replaced by a fiery, anger filled roar. I took a shaking step backwards. My first mistake. She practically pounced on me and tired to start clawing at my eyes. I screamed and screamed until my lungs were heaving. I tried to fight back but it was like some force was propelling her forwards.

Then I tripped. My second mistake. She dived on me and pinned my shoulders to the hard, cold ground and gave a wicked smile. "Your a bitch," She growled at me, "It's going to be fun making you suffer!" Pure evil radiated from her and I'd never been so terrified in all my life...

Her breath reeked of dirt and I tried turning my face away but she grabbed my chin and snapped my head back forwards. Her hands then moved down toward my neck. But I couldn't move from fear. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything. The overwhelming emotions where just a big mess in my frazzled brain.

The grip tightened around my throat, squeezing my wind pipe as I tried to desperately struggle for air.

Then, without thinking, I pulled my knee up and it collided at full force with her stomach. She was sent flailing backwards onto the ground. Without giving her a chance to come to her senses, I sprang to my feet and flung my arm around her neck. Her nails dug into my skin but it just fueled my anger and hurt.

Then I squeezed. Tensing my arm muscles tighter and tighter. She was soon spluttering for air and letting out ear-piercing screeches with what little breath she had left...

Then the scream stopped. I saw her chest rise and fall slower. Her breathing deeper. Then there was nothing.

I recoiled my arm and pressed my hands to my cheeks as I saw her limp body fall to the ground.

I cautiously walk over to her lifeless body and tilt her face towards me.

I flinch as I stare at her cold eyes that hold a blank expression. They were blue.

This didn't make sense! They were green! An awful green!!!

I take a step back and shake my head in disbelief. What had I done? I turned away and ran home, leaving her body there in the middle of the pavement.

The door opened on the first go and I closed it behind me, breathing hard. I sunk to the ground and started sobbing. I killed her! I killed Natalie the bitch!!!

Oh God! What if they find me?! The police will track me down!

My breathing held no pattern and instead was shaky and shallow.

Right. I stood up after a few minutes, this didn't happen! I'm just imagining things.

Ha. Ha.

It's ok. It's all a figment of my imagination.

It will be back to normal by tomorrow...

I hope...