London Tipton

"Miss Tuttweiller, it's me London." Emma really hated London. The spoiled heiress was always walking around like she was the hottest thing since the sun. It didn't really bother Emma all that much if she was getting any, but London always seemed to take all the guys away.

She opened the door. London was in a leather jacket which was zipped up to the point were her nipples were just barely covered. She had a plaid schoolgirl skirt that was way too short. 'Couldn't find anything sluttier if she tried' Emma thought.

"What is it London." Emma asked, a slight annoyance in her voice. "Well the thing is Ms. Tuttweiller, I didn't do the take home test."

"And why not?" London didn't answer and just looked around the room. "Wow, this rooms looks pretty poor." Emma was ready to slap this girl. "London pay attention. Why didn't you do the test?!"

"I was busy. I met this guy yesterday and was like a total hotty so I took him back to my room and we screwed all night." Emma gasped at London's blunt confession. She can't say she was surprised, she knew of London's trampyness. "London!! That's not an excuse!!"

London looked at Miss Tuttweiller for a second and sighed. "Emma just because you're busy not getting any doesn't mean I'm not." Emma saw red at this statement. She extended her hand and slapped London right across the face. Tears built up in London's face as her beautiful pale skin turned bright red. "I'm tired of your attitude. London. It's time someone taught you a lesson."