SUMMER FRANCIS-SMITH
SATURDAY, 13TH SEPTEMBER 2008
00:34
UNTITLED
Summer is so very fucking angry right now. How dare that stupid, stupid bitch come into my boyfriend's house and interrupt our night? How dare she waltz into the house, giggling at his brother's stupid jokes, fully knowing that she was interrupting us!
I know what she was trying to do. She was trying to get me back for gossiping about her fatness last year. She was trying to play the innocent card and turn my boyfriend against me.
Well it almost happened, he almost fell for it - told me to shut up a few times which I'm also very fucking angry about - but no, Lauren fucking Campbell, just because you're now skinny and trying to copy your best friend, hell trying to turn into and BE that bloody Elizabeth Jenson, doesn't mean that you can try and take my crown.
No-one can take my crown, as I showed you tonight when I put you in your place.
Run, you little mental dog.
And watch out, cos uni is right round the corner, and you know what this means.
This means war.
And this means Queen Summer.
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