Brittney's voice rang out, filled with anger and determination. 

"So you're the one who messed up our paintings, huh?" she retorted, her eyes locking onto the girl's face.

Giselle's mocking voice filled the air as she spoke up, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Yes, indeed, chunkster. Consider this your first and only warning."

"What exactly is your problem with us?" Nina inquired, her eyes fixed on the smirking girl.

Giselle's gaze shifted to me, and her words dripped with disdain as she ...