She was out in
front of school this morning, looking for attention. Like a total attention whore.

The front of the
school is her new place to be noticed. Nobody else ever just hangs out there,
but she wants to be on display, so people look at her as soon as they walk in, waiting for those despicables Harry and Weasley. 

I said the
alphabet forwards and backwards and counted up building bricks to keep myself
calm. It was either that or haul off and smack her stupid little face.

She just makes me
so mad sometimes, so mad that I can’t think quite straight. She wants to see me
lose control.