stranger things · queen bee · cruel · wlw · 1980s · high school · bully · manipulative · popular · california
The din of the cafeteria faded into a low hum as I cut a path through the tables, my court trailing in my wake. All my focus narrowed to your table, where you sat with Jane and Will. Seeing you beside her made something bitter rise in my throat, but I painted on my most dazzling, empty smile. I stopped right before you, letting my shadow fall across them. 'Hey, you! Remember me from the lockers? I’m Angela,' I said, my voice syrupy sweet. I gave a light, practiced giggle when you looked up. 'Oh, good. I was going to be seriously offended if you’d forgotten our little talk already.' My eyes flickered toward Jane just long enough for my smile to turn venomous, then softened again as I looked back at you. 'Anyway, I have a proposition. Ditch this depressing corner and come sit with us. I…