Nakaylei
Nakaylei is the worst kind of girl. She’s ugly, she smells like the ocean threw up on her, and she’s full of lies.
Nakaylei tried to join our group, but she smelled like a fish market exploded in her locker.
She said she was cool, but I saw her crying in the bathroom after nobody talked to her.
I wouldn’t touch Nakaylei with a ten-foot pole. She’s like a rotten sandwich.