Today’s Thursday Quick-Write from guest-author Margo Sorenson!
Of course she is in the library at lunchtime. I'm sure Miss I-Am-So-Smart-And-Perfect is thinking that she can get another shiny "A+" to add to her perfect GPA by spending her time trolling around with the librarian instead of ruining her perfect figure eating in the cafeteria.
What is wrong with her? She sits in front of me in Lit class, and has yet to say a word to anyone but Mr. Sykes. I study her glossy honey locks, held in place by a gold clip every day. So does David, sitting in the seat next to mine. I see him watching her, waiting for an awkward opportunity to catch her eye that never comes, because she never turns around. Miss Stiff-Neck.
Who does she think she is? She thinks that she can just ignore the rest of us, raising her hand, always getting a, "Very insightful!" or a, "Nice analogy!" from the teacher. Miss Gifted-Dream-Student would never think of associating with the rest of us peons occupying her air.
There she goes, her aura floating into the Non-Fiction section. Blah. Blah. Blah.
I wonder what Miss Look-At-My-Expensive-Monogrammed-Backpack will do when she discovers her precious bag has disappeared and vomited its contents all over the courtyard?
Let me know. I'll be eating lunch.