How Dare She Use Such Foul Language?

As Nadine got a little further into the cafeteria, she noticed that even more people were looking at her. She curled her black-painted lips and yelled out "Stop looking at me, you fucking ...!" "That's enough!" one of the aides (Lucy Crawford) yelled from the side of the room. She walked towards the new Goth girl with determination. No one was to use foul language like that in *her* presence. "You are not allowed ..." she began as she approached the girl, but then stopped suddenly when she noticed who she was. "Nadine? What ... what are you wearing?" "Whatever the fuck I want to wear." Lucy tensed up, hearing Nadine talk like that. "How dare you use language like that in front of me. I'm notifying your parents." "Go ahead. I really don't give a fuck. My mom's already a bitch about things anyway." Lucy gasped. Nadine never said anything bad about her parents. She loved them dearly, as a good Christian girl should. So what had happened to her? "Now, get out of my fucking way," Nadine said.