she was bored. she had no idea how she ended up on that party, but she sure as hell knew that the party was over when the guy that was keeping her company suddenly feel asleep. she was annoyed by him; she was annoyed by everything at that moment so she took her jacket and put it on, fixed her hair and walked out. where the hell was she anyway? last night she just ended going to the party at the sorority’s house and then she met a couple of interesting guys there so she joined them. they ended up… somewhere at the beach, apparently. that was interesting. she took a lighter from the table, lighted her cigarette and walked away. she was going home, but then she saw a lighthouse and changed her mind. she wasn’t really  tired anyway – she wasn’t sure what was in that pill she took, but it sure kept her awake. but also very annoyed with the whole world.  and then her eyes found a familiar figure. it was the princess; it was jem’s precious zoey and she honestly couldn’t help herself. she walked right up to her. ”zoey.” her voice was a bit cold because she didn’t fail to notice that the girl wanted her gone. ”you’re not even going to say hi? I thought you were supposed to be the nicest person on the world.” she used to love zoey. but then the shit went down between them and now… here they were. ”at least that’s what everyone seems to think. isn’t it a bit late, though?” she said and then slowly smiled and exhaled the smoke right at her face. ”oh wait, you probably just got up. so it is early for you.” she was somehow angry with her, but her voice was always normal - or a bit colder, fine - when she was talking to her. ”wow, what the hell are you doing up?” she couldn’t help herself. she saw an enemy in brunette.    

she somehow doubted that zoey was really sorry – it was just a thing to say as soon as it became clear that nyah wasn’t going anywhere, even though she could see it on her face: zoey was strongly hoping that nyah will just walk away and leave her alone, but she couldn’t do that. of course not; she was bored and annoyed and zoey was the last person she wanted to see. she never understood her and she never liked her. okay fine, there was a time when she honestly thought they could be friends, but then she… she stole jem, for heaven sake. and then he ended the thing between them for a short while and that was something she could never really get over. zoey ignored her question and offered her a friendly advice instead – that instantly send her in even unhappier mood. “you think?” she said with half of a smile on her face and then she shook her head no. “well I appreciate it, but I don’t think I can. I have no idea what was in that pill, but it sure as hell is keeping me awake,” she admitted without any feelings in her voice. zoey was a good girl; she knew that the brunette wouldn’t approve of everything nyah did without even thinking twice about it. “so, zoey, what have you been up to?” she asked, her eyes piercing the other girl and then she tilted her head on the right. “is it just me or are you desperately avoiding looking at me? that is awfully rude, you know,” she exhaled more smoke with a smirk on her face. god, she was so annoyed by her.    

there was a wide smile on her face as zoey repeated her words. yeah, she had the idea now. “well, someone offered it to me and of course, why not?” her words sounded amused – because she actually was amused by zoey and the look she was giving to her at that moment. “I mean, I like to try new things. maybe you should too. it is fun. I can’t really imagine what fun it is to be… like that.” like her. she didn’t get her, no, even though there was a time she thought that zoey was absolutely lovely and amazing and all that shit. well, she was wrong. she giggled at her next words, clearly enjoying herself and this whole conversation. “if something happened to me? jem would take care of me, of course,” she smiled. they both knew that was true. besides, nyah couldn’t help herself – she didn’t like people lecturing her and the response she gave to her seemed appropriate. “oh, talking about him… he mentioned seeing you the other day,” she said and inhaled smoke, pausing her words for few seconds. “he didn’t say a lot about you, though. it was nothing personal; he was just too busy to talk.” she offered her one of the prettiest smiles she was able to form at any given moment. yeah, she knew her way around people. “beauty sleep? thank you, but I will be just okay even without that,” she smiled and then carefully observed the other girl. “oh wow,” she said and sat down next to her, “this is really hard for you, isn’t it? you didn’t mean to be rude, but… but what? you have a problem with my face?” she raised her eyebrows a little and exhaled the smoke. “see, I don’t get you, zoey.” she didn’t want to get her either.  

    

nyah was carefully observing zoey. perhaps she had a long, hard night behind her and she should’ve been tired, but she wasn’t. she was far from that; she was just annoyed by precious princess zoey. somewhere deep inside she did realize that she was being stupid and childish and all that, but she couldn’t help herself. zoey was someone she considered her enemy. someone who took her jem away for a while and she was more than afraid of history repeating itself, especially after jem’s confession the other day. if she took him away again… it would kill her. and she knew there would be nothing she could possibly do about it. “there was a time that I actually liked all that thing you have going on… but I am over that now,” she sighed and inhaled smoke from her cigarette and then giggled as zoey spoke again. “sweet guy?” jem was a sweet guy? that was actually amusing. “he is much more than that and honestly, I wouldn’t describe him as sweet. but then again, you don’t know him the way I do,” she shrugged. it was a bit harsh, but it was also true. jem was a devil sometimes and nyah knew that better than anyone else. “oh yeah,” she nodded. “he is so naive when it comes to you,” she shook her head in disagreement and looked at her. “everyone thinks you are oh-so-nice. you have a great thing going on there, I’ll give you that much. precious princess zoey,” her voice was filled with a heavy feeling; anger or maybe disappointment or something completely else. she didn’t know. she didn’t care. “do you remember the times when we actually used to hang out together?” she laughed now; it was a funny thought. “and now… now you won’t even look at me or talk normally to me. just forget about what? isn’t it hard, living like that? always biting your tongue and worrying what people might think?”
    

she almost giggled. almost. “sure they are! everyone is allowed to do whatever the hell they want to.” she rolled her eyes, feeling even more annoyed by the brunette. god, she hated her. she did; if she would take her time and carefully observe her feelings she would probably be able to conclude that the hatred was due to the old resentment. she stole jem. she took him away from her! that was bad. that was not something nyah could easily forgive and she wasn’t going to. she ignored most of the things zoey said and then looked at her with a surprised look on her face. “of course you are a goddamn princess, zoey,” her voice was harsh; maybe even harsher than she intended it to be. “you have it all! you always had it all. you are frigging perfect, zoey. so yeah, I am afraid I will insist on calling you that,” she bit her lip to quiet herself. she didn’t actually mean to say that; to admit that stupid little thing out loud and for a second she hated herself for that, but then she was able to pull herself together. fine, so she slipped. big deal. “you don’t know how to act around me?” she repeated, sounding almost surprised and also quite amused. wow, that was a huge problem, right? she distracted herself and stubbed the cigarettes out on her own skin. it hurt a little, yes, but she remained calm and the expression on her face was almost amused. she threw the remains of the cigarette away, ignored the burning pain and looked at zoey. “of course I distanced myself from you,” she said. you took away one person I actually loved. “it turned out that you just weren’t who I thought you were,” she said instead; another lie that won’t make a difference anyway.