This was seriously pissing her off. It was fact that she couldn't go home and the fact that she had to deal with the two sons of a bitches. The curtly little smirk she had on faded in the name of her brother and her father. Her hands absent-mindedly turned into two large fists. When it came to her family, she was highly defensive, “Don’t you ever get my family in this again. Ever” she spat out dryly. Her eyebrows furrowed and her teeth gritted together. The small little blonde wasn’t as amusingly cute as she thought before. She was just a real brat, just like that other chick.
As the other girl shoved her knee into her and grabbed her lap top, she let out a soft grunt and stumbled back. A soft curse slipped out under her breath and she shook her head at her, “You arrogant son of a bitch” she cursed softly. Her giant fist formed again and pounded it hard against the rim of Glory’s jaw.