<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff">Dark stood there nervously, right now the only thing she wanted to do was get her book and get out of there. She didn’t even notice the blond walk up and start talking to them until the interloper called them both ‘freaks’, that snapped her back to reality. The change that came over the goth was so sudden and subtle than most people would not have perceived it. Instead of becoming more nervous and tense, as she was sure this airheaded cheerleader was expecting, she became calmer and more tranquil. Dark was now back in her element. Making friends was an art she was never good at. Being made fun of and talked down to however, was something she delt with on a daily basis. Dark folded her arms and looked the preppy girl in the face as she waited for her to finish ranting. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“I may be just a dumb bitch with no future before me,”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> she started in a soft yet steady voice, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">“but at least I’m smart enough not to intrude on a private conversation that has nothing to do with me, unlike you.”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> There was a strange glint in her eyes as she stood there and continued her offensive. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">“As far as breathing the same are as you, I do that every day. Or where you too busy in science class painting your nails to leanr that all the air in the would is recycled? Beside I came here to talk to Miss. Korina, not you. So would you kindly shut up and move on?”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> She finished in a firm voice. She knew she was not making things ease for herself, but she had found in the past that standing up to the preppy bullies normally shocked them long enough for her to maneuver away from them.</span>