Ann

°° °°° °°° °°° °°° °°° °°° °°° °°° °°° °°° In the busy hallways of the high school, where the footsteps and chatter of students echoed, two girls stood out from the crowd. Ann, with her sharp mind, strength, and even sharper tongue, often got into trouble. Victoria, on the other hand, was quieter, and her presence was often overshadowed by the louder and more confident students.

Despite their contrasting personalities, they had been together for what seemed like forever, and their bond was unbreakable, even in the face of Ann's often rude behavior.

"You're so slow, Victoria," Ann said, rolling her eyes as Victoria struggled to keep up with her. "Can't you do anything right?"

One day, as Victoria was walking to her locker, a group of high school students approached her. They were laughing and pushing each other, their eyes glittering with predation.

"Hey, look who it is," one of them grinned as he came closer, "the little girlfriend of the meanest girl in school."

Victoria's heart was pounding and her hands were shaking as she clutched her textbooks tighter. She was always the target of such bullying, but Ann was always there to protect her. As the seniors reached out to her, a familiar voice broke the silence.

"Back off," Ann growled, her eyes flashing dangerously. The seniors froze, their laughter silenced as they realized who had said it. She stepped forward, her presence domineering and intimidating. The seniors exchanged nervous glances and quickly moved away.

"You all right, my little flower?"