Everyone was different. Age, height, skin color, what sport they liked to watch, where they live, but we all had one tink in common...Lucinda! You could smell her pink bubblegum perfume coming from what feels like miles away. She wore a high side pony with her curly strawberry blonde locks tickling the side of her neck. Her blue sequined shirt caught the sun’s rays and blinded her victim if they looked straight at her. Her and her posey ruled the school. She was the teacher's favorite. “Hi beautiful !” Ms. Gurda says to her every morning. “Hey um...um..Relya!” “It’s Rayna” I say quickly walking by. Lucinda could get away with anything! “Ow Lucinda tripped me!” I yell. “Lucinda wouldn’t do that, she’s a good girl!” Or another time Lucinda stuck
