"Fetch my books for me would ya?" She smiled at me innocently, I could almost forget how much of a control freak she was.
I nodded silently. I wanted to tell her to get her own goddamn books, but I wouldn't, I'm too nice of a person.
Clara and I had been together for almost two years of my life, and how torturous those two years were. At first Clara was nice and innocent, after about a month she changed (or at least removed her mask). Clara is a control freak, probably always has been. She practically owns the school, what with her daddy the principal and all. Clara was queen bee, she believed that she deserved the title with her designer clothes and shoes, and of course no one ever went against her, otherwise there would be serious consequences. Not just suspension or expulsion.