<em>How can a person be so irritating? </em>thought Tracy as Amanda again went on and on about her shoes and her dresses. Tracy didn't like it when Amanda looked down upon the clothes she was wearing, she tried to let it slip, the rich bitch knew little about the real world out there.<br/>Tracy tried to open her mouth to speak a couple of times but Amanda once again just went on and on. So she just sat there, elbows resting on her thighs and her face resting in her hands, looking at Amanda.<br/><em>What could be worse? ...living with Amanda...or living with Nazis...surely..Nazis..but may be Amanda..oh the rich bitch was starting to get on her nerves now. </em><br/>She finally got up with a sigh. " Listen girl..I appreciate your offer...but I am fine with the clothes I am in...clothes don't make a person...character does..." she sighed again, who was she telling all this too, the girl was as far away from reality as anyone could ever be. She picked up her guitar from her bed and began to rip out a soft solo. " I will wait for you to get ready..and then we will go to the party alright?.." she said rather dismissively as she just continued to play her guitar, not looking at Amanda now. She would need to shop for some ear buds soon if this went on.<br/>