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Miss Marilyn 
Marilyn was still silently fuming on her bed when she heard a sharp intake of breath. Subconsciously, she looked to her left to see who'd made the sound when her sight landing on none other than...
Marie...
Her green eyes narrowed dangerously, as she slowly stood from her bed. In all honesty, she wanted to severely hurt the girl slanding in front of her. But the only thing she could do was stare. Stare, stare, stare...in awe at this slags audacity. Were words needed at this point? What could she say, really?
She opened her mouth...but then closed it again. Words weren't good enough at this point...Instead, she slowly withdrew her wand, aiming it clearly at Marie.
"You know, in Italy...they kill people like you."
Really... Just REALLY!
Marie was having a rotten night and now she had to deal with Marilyn. First Carter tells her he doesn't want to be her boyfriend right now because he doesn't want people to talk about her, then Evan blows up at her just because she was trying to tell him how she felt when he left last term (so much for their truce), and now Marilyn was pointing a wand at her. Could her night get any worse?
"Kill people like me? What the hell are you talking about!?" she shouted at her.
"And get that wand out of my face," she said as she pushed Marilyns wand away from her.
Was this night ever going to end?