"Jeez, Tina." Millie teases. "When did you stop being such a gross nerd? You're almost fun to hang out with now."
Tina rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Millie." She thought. The swirling, crackling storm at the back of her head had other ideas.
Tina laughed. Her eyes flash a hungry pink when she looks at the popular girl. "I know you love me."
Her tent. She set down the load of firewood she'd collected outside, zips up the flap behind her, and sits down on her sleeping bag.
Big, tall Millie, a head taller than Tina before she put her heels on. Her eyes all pink and blue and swirly. Giggling while she brushes around the room she's insulted so many times.
Mmm, there's that name again. That name that slowly replaced her old one. The name that felt so right rolling around in her head.