Lucinda the Uber-bitch

I had a pretty good idea of who was going to be my first subject. Her name was Lucinda and she was pure Evil. I myself have been accused of this, but compared to this girl I am a saint.

Lucinda, you see, enjoyed other people's pain. Whether it was the emotional pain, she dealt out with her razor sharp tongue or the physical pain that she had her Neanderthal boyfriend deal out, she enjoyed watching and basking in it.

I knew where I would find her before school. She was known for using a certain girls' bathroom to apply her make-up. No-one ever joined her there. Even her cronies were afraid to, since she would always ensure that anyone disturbing her morning ritual would be taken apart.

After making sure that no-one was watching I strode in Lucinda's bathroom, activating the glasses as I did.

"What the fuck are you doing here, loser?" she said turning around. The moment she met my eyes hers lost focus as she entered a trance.

"Now, Lucinda, I think it is time for a personality make-over" I said grinning evilly.