Taking Turns

The sort of thought that ran in her mind, nobody knew. She would just sit there observing the people talking; the vigorous movement of their lips and the loud guffaws from the mouth of the men and the women alike. She liked watching them from a distance in different scenes, at the bar, at the market, at an event. For days now she has meant to revenge on a girl in class. That one that ran her mouth about something she didn't do but could have done.

"You're a liar! That's how you go about pretending. We know what you are what you do. We know you are nothing but dirt. Slut! Tufia!"

 She spat on her face. She watched her gesticulations and how she squinted her face and how it changed from rage to disgust. 

"Say something na Tamara!"  a classmate had said. She carried her head and her face from the position it was facing before to that of her classmate. She stared at him, started and sighed. She readjusted her school skirt and tucked in in the full glare of people. 

"You don't know what you have just done" she told the girl who had insulted her and walked gently away from the canteen to her class. It was 3minutes before the end of the break time...