i'm a hurricane

‘Well if it helps you can hardly see it.’ Jack told the girl as she was listening in on the conversation. 

“Really? Okay, good. Thanks. It still hurts, so it feels totally obvious to me.” She turned towards the girl with a smile on her face.

What? Of course, that’s not what it is. But think whatever you want. She’s a nice person who was planning on giving the trip to anyone. Not really sure how that’s charity? To me its a nice person doing something kind for people.

Riiiiight. Sounds totally legit and not like she’s buying friendships at all.

You are evil, Bianca. Pure evil. 

Definitely not denying that.

I know it is, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be pissed about it.

True. It is pretty annoying. I guess the perks of living in a shitty apartment building is that people don’t throw rocks at the windows. Well, other than the lobby doors, those are always broken.

Well, Christmas is one of my favorite holidays! Do you have anything special planned for the break?

Other than my plans to avoid my family, nope. How about you?

Goodbye Toronto, hello Aspen. Thank you, Esme, for the invite on this amazing trip! Now if someone could please point me in the direction of where I could get a hot chocolate and find some cute snowboarder boys that’d really help me out, thanks.  

What is this? A bunch of rich kids and a few poor kids being given charity going on a nice little vacation while the unlucky poor folk stay at home? How nice.

Why do I wait until the last minute to do everything? Christmas is literally days away and I haven’t even gotten through half of my shopping list. So far I’ve managed to accumulate a Barbie jeep and..well, a Barbie jeep.

I kind of think it’s better to not give a kid too much on Christmas. You don’t want them to start expecting gifts, you know? I think some quality time together is the best gift. But hey, that’s coming from a girl who was raised by shitty parents, so what do I know.

bianca: so, you hate me now?

I’ve spent the entire morning blasting Christmas music, wrapping the last of my presents, and baking gingerbread cookies, and I’m not even sorry… at least it helped getting my mind off of this Vendetta stuff.

Sounds like Christmas is a nice time of year for you. How nice.

Thanks for the tip. But seriously, I’d like to know who did it so if you hear anything, let me know.

Sure, but that’s just kinda what idiots do in this neighborhood, it’s not anything new.

I’d love to know who threw a rock through my living room window, because now it is cold as fuck throughout my entire house.

Duct tape and plastic can fix that temporarily.

Okay, but you have to agree it sucks.

I love the cold, actually.

No and hell no.

Um, I dunno, I’ve been dancing since I was 5?