Who: Sammie and Staci What: Sammie grumbling down the hall and Staci hearing her Where: In a mysterious hall? Pick a hall, any hall When: Not long after this Why: Because Sammie is in a really bad mood and meeting new people is always fun. XD Warnings: Oh the language. Rating: PG-13 at least
To say that Samantha Shanahan was in a bad mood would be a gross understatement. For years now, Sammie has been pushing her anger deep within her. The last time she unleashed her anger, she shattered all the glass in her old house. There were times she felt that anger starting to creep back up, but she’d always manage somehow to push it down and keep it hidden. The past few days, the opinion that Sammie is a bitch has been on a couple minds.
And now Hermione, spouting off that garbage in her journal, that just set her right off. It was the last straw, and she called the other girl a name she has never used before in her life. She once had a strong dislike for anyone that used that word against anyone. Now she was among them. In a way it felt good to her. Even if deep down she was kicking herself. It was out of spite, pure and total anger for everything that happened this weekend, and it was just one comment that pushed her over the edge. The thought of losing all her friends crossed her mind for a moment, especially if they found out what she had said.
"So what if they do hate me. Stupid fucking mudblood shouldn't have even opened her mouth." Sammie grumbled as she walked down the almost empty hall, not realising that someone was in earshot behind her.