['oh shit' moment]

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There's nothing i hate more than watching Vance play pinball for hours on end. Well maybe i hate Arellano more but still.

It's been 3 dreadful hours of listening to him whine every time he loses.

"Vance can we go?" I groan, rubbing my eyes tiredly.

"No dumb shit" He grumbles out.

"Can i have some money?"

No response.

fucking typical.

"Vance. Vance. Vance. Vance" I poke his back like the annoying little sister i am until he finally responds.

"What the fuck do you want?" He shouts.

"Lower your fucking voice asswipe, now can i have some money?" I smile sweetly.

"Stupid, dumb, fucking shithead" He mumbles, walking over to the counter asking for change for a five.

My eyes glance around the shop, before walking over to a shelf, "Hey Vancey Wancey"

"Don't fucking call me that" He turns around after getting his change, "Fine, what?" He sighs.

"Kind of matches your hair" I snicker, holding up a packet of noodles.

"The floor will match your hair when i drag you home" He shoves past me, purposely making me topple over.

But i don't hit the ground.

Thank fuck, that'd be embarrassing.

Instead someone catches me.

Let's hope it's someone hot.

I turn around to see Moose.

"Oh for fucks sake" I scoff, walking away.

Fantasy of someone super hot catching me is now over and will forever be ruined in my mind.

"Go away Moose" I snap, trying to head onto another isle.

"Just fucki-" He begins.

"Is there a problem?"

Never thought i'd want to hear that annoying voice more than ever.

We both turn to see Arellano, Finney and a girl.

How is he everywhere?!

Moose, the absolute pussy, runs straight over to Vance. He probably remembered what Arellano said at lunch.

"Hey" I greet them.

"Hey Angie, this is my sister Gwen" Finney introduces her.

"Nice to meet you" She smiles warmly.

"Back at ya" I smile, i look away from her eyes only to fall into another pair.

"Thanks...again" I shortly say to Arellano.

He nods in acknowledgment, "Again, nothings changed" He curtly replies.

"I know...dickhead"

"Good...bitch"

"Don't call me a bitch you fuckface"

"Don't call me a fuckface you cocksucker"

And here we go, back to being as petty as always.

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