Tony looked at Bianca as she showed her around her house, oh and she was so loud and boastful that she hated her even more. They went to school together in fact you could say that they were friends but Tony never saw her as one. She was just with her because she loud and she didn’t want to get bullied for being meek.

She hated listening to her all day everyday back in school and she sure hated it now but even more.

It was as if the more she talked someone was scratching the chalkboard with their nails.

“Look at me, I have been babbling about not giving you a chance to talk.”

Tony wanted to tell her how selfish she was that she never thinks about someone else is all about her and no one else but instead she shrugged her shoulders “Nothing much, I just work at the shop nothing fancy like you.”

“Oh nonsense..” Bianca said as she carried on and on about herself and how if she could do it then she also can.

Tony wanted nothing more than to take the knife and stabbed her to death but she held herself, no she was waiting for the perfect moment to strike and now was not the time.