Lucille walked quickly untill she could no longer hear the others. When she was sure she was well away, and had decided that Warren probably wouldnt follow, and probably wouldnt want to see her anyway, she threw herself dramatically against the wall and slid down it into a sitting possition. She put her knees upto her chin and her head in her hands.

What was wrong with her? Why could she just NOT get on with people. Especially girls.

Now she came to think of it, it WAS girls that she didn't get on with.

Warren, Torin, Edem, Jake...she got on with all of them fine.

But it seemed like every girl she encountered ended up in argument: Shannon had hated her from the moment she found out about her and warren; Hannah had ended up in the lake, Chloe had called her a hefalump, and even...even Bunz had thought it prudent to put a leg locker curse on her..

Well that was food for thought.

She sighed deeply and burried her face into her knees.