Despite it having been four whole days since their "confrontation", Sara was still greatly pissed at having been rejected by Tracey. Who does she think she is? How can she choose that moronic Hufflepuff over me? Okay, so I was a bit of a bitch, but I'm Sara Moon, That's practically what I'm know for! She seethed quietly to herself as she walked down the corridor, away from her house and away from Theo and Daphne and everyone else. They were just getting annoying, especially Theo who, nowadays, only wanted sex.
To make things worse, she had to deal with seeing the "happy couple" always together and smiling. It made her blood boil. She hated not getting what she wanted. And she wanted Tracey for herself.
She had debated on actually telling Daphne about the two, but for some reason, some would call it having a heart if they were talking about anyone other than Sara Moon, she didn't tell the gossiping girl. She just quietly seethed and brooded to herself.
Walking into the library, she went to a shelf, wanting a distraction from her thoughts but found she didn't care what she was reading so grabbed a random book and moved to a quieter area of the library where only a couple of people were and sat down, rather angrily, at a table occupied by some brunette girl, but Sara didn't look to much at her. She dropped the book on the table with a thud and opened it to a random page, trying to read, but finding her mind couldn't focus so she ended up glaring at the pages with a menacing stare.