Just Desserts
I am so bad. And I'm still laughing about it.
I met up with good ol' Maeve Caporale today. The one who so helplessly fell into Pietro's arms at school that one day. The bitch who acted so hopeless that he opened up her locker for her. Yeah her. I met up with HER today. Okay, so it's not like we talked or anything. And most of the time she didn't know I was there. I've become quite good at this lurking thing.
Saw her at the park, on the amphitheater stage. She's some stupid ballerina or something with a major attitude problem. She got into this big fight with some other kid, he kinda looked homeless and stuff, because he was sleeping out on the benches. I'm not sure though. I admired him for telling that bitch off and really, I wish he would hit her, like he threatened to. Oh well.
Once Caporale was standing on the stairs of the stage, I took the chance to cast my little spell on her. It wasn't that great of an idea. She was a little too far for comfort and really, I was straining just to get a good shot at her, and to affect her somewhat. It did work though, ontop of giving me a slight migraine, but it was worth it. She toppled down those stairs like a broken rag doll. That will teach her to flirt with Pietro.
Speaking of Pietro. I wonder what he's doing now in New York. I wonder if he's okay and having fun. I can only count the days until I'm there with him.
Now as I think back, there was something weird at the Memorial Park. I kept hearing a strange popping sound. And honestly, I thought I actually saw smoke coming out from Maeve Caporale's ears when she was standing on stage. I could have just imagined everything. The place was eerily quiet and almost empty. People are still afraid of the Bayville Beast, it seems.
I met up with good ol' Maeve Caporale today. The one who so helplessly fell into Pietro's arms at school that one day. The bitch who acted so hopeless that he opened up her locker for her. Yeah her. I met up with HER today. Okay, so it's not like we talked or anything. And most of the time she didn't know I was there. I've become quite good at this lurking thing.
Saw her at the park, on the amphitheater stage. She's some stupid ballerina or something with a major attitude problem. She got into this big fight with some other kid, he kinda looked homeless and stuff, because he was sleeping out on the benches. I'm not sure though. I admired him for telling that bitch off and really, I wish he would hit her, like he threatened to. Oh well.
Once Caporale was standing on the stairs of the stage, I took the chance to cast my little spell on her. It wasn't that great of an idea. She was a little too far for comfort and really, I was straining just to get a good shot at her, and to affect her somewhat. It did work though, ontop of giving me a slight migraine, but it was worth it. She toppled down those stairs like a broken rag doll. That will teach her to flirt with Pietro.
Speaking of Pietro. I wonder what he's doing now in New York. I wonder if he's okay and having fun. I can only count the days until I'm there with him.
Now as I think back, there was something weird at the Memorial Park. I kept hearing a strange popping sound. And honestly, I thought I actually saw smoke coming out from Maeve Caporale's ears when she was standing on stage. I could have just imagined everything. The place was eerily quiet and almost empty. People are still afraid of the Bayville Beast, it seems.