Cake and deceit.

So basically, I was doing my own thing. Walking back to my class after hanging out with my friend near the end of school, I hear it's someone's birthday in my set.

 (set=grade for all you Americans/non-British-colonised peeps)

I go 'wow!' you know? Birthdays are a big deal in my school, so I go there to try and get my hands on the sweet, creamy deliciousness that is cake, and i was hungry.

I ask beforehand (obviously, I have home training...unlike some people) 

"hi, can I have some cake?"

SO INNOCENTLY. new to the world that is a 'petty bitch'.

the birthday celebrant looks me DEAD IN THE FACE. IN MY FUCKING EYES.

they say:

"no."

EXCUSE ME???

now you might look at me and think, "Why, cherubb, she just said no to you! You don't get everything in life!"

and I'd tell you to SHUT UP. YOU WERE'NT THERE. YOU DIDN'T SEE HOW THEY LOOKED ME UP AND DOWN.

she said it like this:

LIKE I AM 5.

and then she had the audacity...

the EFFONTRY...

THE GALL...

to give someone else cake after me!

just spit in my face at that point.