Jessica's POV: I open the door of our apartment and walk towards my room. I didn't notice the pair of slippers in front of the door cause I'm already feeling a little bit dizzy.*Booggsh* "Arghhh..f*uck f*uck the what". I lift up my face and see the girl that I despise to see. I shove her hand push her to the floor. I stand up and goes towards the guest room but she held my wrists. What I hate the most is that smile of hers. She just stands up and flash a smile as if nothing happened. Why can't she be angry.