"We are assuming that, yes." Sara smiled with her fake sense of decorum.
Sara rolled her eyes. She knew that Daphne was likely to follow blindly whatever Theo was to say. Unless Sara showed her how wrong Theo was. She played with the ribbon on her wrist...
Face faltering for a brief second, Sara quickly made to cover up the slip in any way she could. "Yes, you spend all your time trying to impress him just for a quick little secret shag in the shadows, while I have to do practically nothing except let him shag me when he begs me, and believe me he does, you should know boys lie, I'm sure boys lie to you often enough, and I get all the credit, the vacations, the jewelry, public approval, his parents adore me."
Again, Sara's face falters and she quickly tried to control it. She chooses not to comment, deciding that if Daphne actually did know anything, she shouldn't say anything that might bring it out.
When Daphne stood, Sara was quick to stand as well. She made her way swiftly to Daphne, her lips near the girl's ear, her body almost touching the redhead's. "I'm here because I'm sick of you flaunting around like a whore trying to get Theo's attention." She left out the part about trying to get black mail against Daphne. "You can shag him all you want, frankly I don't give a damn, but don't try so obviously. It just makes you and I both look pathetic."
Drawing back some, Sara decided to try out the ribbon. She moved her hand to Daphne's neck, holding it, but not squeezing though at any moment she could, letting the pheromones release from the ribbon to Daphne's skin. "At least Theo's whore isn't a complete cow."