As I watch the kid storm toward me with her hands balled up into tight little fists and a mean scowl etched over her normally smiley and shiny face, I feel a rush of emotions flood through me. Anger, amusement, a tinge of fear, a load of excitement--but all in all I'm mostly annoyed. Annoyed, by your poor work ethic and bratty attitude. Annoyed that ya never listen to me, that we always only bicker or argue when we're in the same room, that ya somehow managed to turn the other nurses against me--well, most of those bitches already hate me/are jealous of me, but the few that weren't, ya somehow managed to make them think I'M the bitch. Annoyed by your latest, and quite possibly your biggest, act of defiance against me is happening right here, right now. But what I'm supremely irritated by is the fact that ya actually think you're gonna fuck me up in a straight-up, physical fight?
"Not unless I whip your ass first, ya lil' brat!" I yell back in an equally loud, confident tone. All those emotions swelling up inside me only seem to heighten my adrenaline, and as you get closer I can feel my pulse quickening. "Ya ain't fuckin' anyone up, but what IS gonna happen is you're gonna spend a very LONG time in that straitjacket, sugar!"
I wait for ya to come to me, glaring hotly into those angry brown eyes, and once you're just a few small feet away my arm snaps forward with my gloved hand aiming to catch your cheek. In that moment before my palm makes contact with your face, I abruptly think of what a shame it will be to ruin that lovely, pretty face of yours. As much as ya piss me off, I can honestly admit that you're quite possibly the hottest outta all the other nurses. Not nearly as hot as me, of course, but you're still pretty sexy. Still, ya wanted this kiddo, and ya definitely had this coming for a very long time. Time I school this bitch and teach her a lesson she'll never forget!
