My eyes widened in shock when I realised whom the familiar voice belonged to. I quickly turned around to spot a petite blonde in her mid-twenties, wearing a tight skin dress and I wondered how she was breathing in that stuff. The signature sultry red lips smile boldly at me.
“I thought we will never see each other again, not here especially.” Deborah Style. I can’t forget her face. The slut of the school I visited.
“Deborah! What a brilliant surprise to see you here. Totally unexpected!” a plaster a fake smile on my face. I wanted to puke when I noticed the scrappy patches of makeup on her inner chin.
“So? I can see you have established yourself or you might have married a rich guy.” she is annoying, i swear.
“It doesn’t matter! I am filthy rich now.” I cut her and take a sip from the
