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Bridget is in a mood today, pissed off about her private life and how things are -- or more accurately, aren't -- going. I'm more important than some stupid SATs, aren't I? And football? And who the hell needs to be a study group, anyway? And since the coke for lunch wasn't enough, she's decided to throw in a little vodka chaser as she sits in her car in the parking lot of the school.
Maybe I should find an unlocked door or something, and leave some people some gifts in their lockers. Snickering to herself, she finds that this is a great plan as she takes another sip form her flask. Why are there so many damn prissy people at this school, anyway? Bridget's got a load of hate boiling in her, and would be more than happy to take it out on anyone and anything if she can.
She's hoping that someone of like mind and similar intentions might show up and they can do a little damage together. Now that would be my kind of teamwork.