First day of classes.  Rhyssa stalked through the hall, her bookbag slung over her shoulder, skateboard tucked securely under her arm.  And then, she walked right into the vanity patrol.  One girl was staring at a compact mirror, another flipping through a fashion magazine, and a third texting, "Out of the way." she muttered.<br/><br/>The girls stood three wide, making it impossible for her to pass, standing right outside the lounge, "Or what?"<br/><br/>The raven haired girl moved suddenly, bringing her skateboard up, stopping less than three inches from the blonde's face, "Or I'll move you."<br/><br/>Cell phone girl closed her phone, glaring, "Why are you such a bitch?"<br/><br/>Rhyssa laughed derisively, tucking the skateboard back under her arm, "Because I can be.  Why are you a waste of deoxyribonucleic acid?"<br/><br/>The girl gaped, "Huh?"<br/><br/>"DNA...genetic material.  You're a prime example of why stupid people shouldn't breed.  Tell me, how many sets of kneepads did your mother go through to get you into this school anyway?"<br/><br/>The girl gasped and she pushed past, "I have to get to class."