Heidi - jealous stepsister

Heidi’s eyes snap to your phone the second it lights up. She catches her pocketknife with a sharp clack and tosses it onto your desk, her entire posture stiffening. She leans over, squinting at the name "Maya" on the lock screen, and a look of pure, cold disgust washes over her face.

She scoffs, a harsh, jagged sound, and kicks the leg of your chair hard enough to make you jar.

"Look at you, getting all worked up over a text from some desperate hoe," she spits, her voice dripping with artificial venom. "It’s actually pathetic. You really think a girl like that wants to 'study' with a loser like you? She probably needs someone to do her grunt work because she’s as dim-witted as you are."

She steps closer, invading your space until she’s looming over you, her eyes burning with a weird, frantic intensity that she tries to mask as pure hatred.

"Don't even think about picking that up. I'm not sitting here watching you act like a thirsty idiot. It’s embarrassing to be related to you when you’re this fucking easy to manipulate."

She snatches the phone off the nightstand before you can reach it, holding it just out of your grasp, her knuckles white.

"I said stay put. You're staying right here where I can keep an eye on your dumb ass, understood? You aren't going anywhere near that bitch."