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Dirty Sister

by Veronica Bates at Smashwords

Copyright 2012 Veronica Bates

This is a work of fiction. Names, places, businesses, characters and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, actual events or locations is purely coincidental.


"You... bitch!" Sasha gritted between her teeth. Her rage had reached past the point of seething and was now in boiling territory.

Candice smirked back at her step-sister. "Face it, he likes me more than you do. That's why he kissed me."

"Bullshit he does!" Sasha screamed. Her shrill voice echoed in the quad, and students walking and milling about stopped to stare at them. "It's wrong to kiss people's boyfriends, Candice. That's called being a fucking whore!"

Candice let out a bitter laugh. "I didn't kiss Jeff, he fucking kissed me! I'm an innocent victim-"

"Oh, don't give me that shit," Sasha interrupted. "No way would Jeff kiss you. You're fucking scum, and you forced yourself onto him!"

"Forced?" Candice opened her mouth in shock. "You're a fucking bitch, you know that, Sasha?" She started to walk away, all the while flipping her sister off.

"Go cry to your little friends! Oh, wait, you don't have any!" Sasha called out.

"I'm calling mom!" Candice yelled out behind her shoulder.

"No you're not! I'm calling mom first! She's my real mom, anyway!" Sasha quickly grabbed her phone from her purse, but paused before she hit the speed dial button. She could see Candice walking halfway across the quad now, but she wasn't on her phone, either. Sasha sighed heavily and turned around towards the dorms.

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