Claire Marie is easily gonna win.
Not a fucking hope! I can%u2019t wait to dig into the little rodent faced bitch!
Rodent face!? Have you looked in the mirror huni!? I%u2019m going to enjoy digging my nails into you and really hurting you ya jealous piece of shit!
I went all the way to the final (which never happened) last time and I%u2019m not going to let this little bitch or any of the rest of these wannabes stand in the way of what%u2019s rightly mine this time.
I look in the mirror loads darlin%u2026 Maybe you should take a leaf out of my book and that way you wouldn%u2019t always look like you%u2019ve been dragged through a hedge backwards!
Hurting me??? Love to see you try. C%u2019mon you fucking cxnt, just TRY ME!
Oh I certainly will try you. Don%u2019t you dare call me a cxnt you fucking piece of shit. Leave down your drink and stand up and fight me before I knock it out of your hand!
Staring you out of it and slowly looking you from head to toe disapprovingly, I gently place my drink on the floor and uncross my legs as I carefully begin to unbuckle the straps on my heels, not taking my eyes off you for a minute!
(Its fucking ON BITCH!!)
My eyes are firmly locked on yours as I lift my heels up and undo the straps before pushing them off each foot one after the other and let them drop to the floor.
The clunk of heels hitting a hard floor is the only sound that can be heard in an otherwise silent and deserted space as neither of us utter a word as we throw daggers that speak a thousand words with our eyes.
I feel the cold of the floor as I take a few steps forward with my clinched hands by my side. You remain standing rooted to the spot with your hands on your hips. I hault my slow march about two metres from you and raise my arms out ever so slightly in a shrugging type of motion.
So what have you got to say for yourself Amy?? Do you want to fight me or would you rather stand there admiring me all evening!? 
** Pointing to one of my heels on the floor and slowly moving forward with clinched hands by my side now **
‘ Do you think I kicked these off for fun you stupid bitch!? ‘
I keep walking forward until I’m standing toe to toe with my rival. We’re both making ourselves big now as we square right up to each other. Eyeball to eyeball, boob to boob, we’re practically standing on each other’s feet. These brief few seconds of silence feel like an eternity. You could cut the tension with a knife but it seems like neither one of us is quite ready throw a punch just yet. We have plenty to get off our chest first!!
And so the insults start.
You fat bitch
You jealous cxnt
You ugly piece of shit etc etc etc
You’ve heard them all before but neither one of us flinch as the tirade of what seem to be endless insults continue to fly.
Both of us standing our ground and not giving an inch. Eyes locked deeply gazing into our opponents.
As the minutes pass, things seem to intensify…
Both of us are definitely pushing our bodies together more now and I can feel the pressure against mine.
Foreheads come together now and the aggressiveness of the oral exchanges reach boiling point!
