I Wanna Piss Her Off

There’s this girl I hate

Because she hates me

She makes these faces

When we cross paths in the hallway

And she giggles and points a finger at me

When she whispers to her friends

I narrow my eyes at her

When she doesn’t see

But little does she know

I wanna piss her off

I go upstairs and find this guy

This guy is alright, a bit too boisterous and attention craved for my taste

But he’s attractive

So it’s alright

And she likes him

Just imagine me with my teeth clamped together

Into a smile

That’s how I feel

Mischievous

So I approach him and he’s surprised

Because I never make any sort of communication with him

I know I look pretty

And I know he knows too

So I just turn on the charm

And in matter of moments we are an established fling

News buzzes in circulation

In gym class as I put on my sneakers

I hear girls whispering

Some are asking me questions about him

And I reply, finally the center of attention

I turn my head and see the girl

She gives me the filthiest of looks

I smile