And dressing up.
And revenge.
Cue horror music and the entrance of the dreaded yoga girls. The leader of that “namaste” bowing bitch-fest was one Bethany Murphy. For all her practice of enlightenment through bendiness, she ran her cult yoga sessions like a drill sergeant. Girls had been known to come out sobbing because their sun salutation wasn’t worshipful enough.
To say I hated Bethany would be an understatement. My greatest fantasy was to poison her slowly, then let her get better before administering a really nasty dose that left her dead and rigor mortised in a humiliating position.
Since she had been at Hope Park as long as I had, Bethany and I had a nice long run together. It wasn’t any one big torment, just a continual series of small cruelties. But as Bethany was Miss School Spirit, managing to fool the Powers That Be with her big blue eyes and Googled new age crap, I was the one currently on probation due to my attitude problem.
But thanks to some laxatives, a wig and one unforgettable kiss, the balance of power was about to shift.
About the Author
Tellulah Darling
noun
1) YA romantic comedy author because her first kiss sucked and she’s compensating.
2) Alter ego of former screenwriter.
3) Sassy minx.
Writes about: where love meets comedy, flavored with pop culture. Awkwardness ensues.
Tellulah’s Other Titles:
Sam Cruz’s Infallible Guide to Getting Girls
The Blooming Goddess Trilogy:
My Ex From Hell
My Date From Hell
A Date of Godlike Proportions (short story)
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