"I'm sorry what did you just say to me"
The girl stood there as if she were God. She even had 2 girls flanking her like in those bad high school movies. Bleach blond hair, these deep brown eyes that reminded me of mud, and the four inch heels made me think that she was just stupid. But the over all thing is that she just threatened me. No one threatens me.
"I'm just saying that you need to keep your goth hands off my boyfriend"
"Oh boyfriend, well that's cute then why didn't he even look at you when he was walking away?"
"Because he doesn't know their dating yet". That was one of the girls on her side.
"Oh so your crush very cute" I turned grabbing my plate of pizza from the man at the counter and paying him. "Your very sweet but I don't do fake people and that's seems to be part of your personality." I threw her a sickly sweet smile that only an idiot would take as true. Then I left. That's it. No more drama for that day. At least I thought so.
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Living With Boys
Teen FictionWhen you grow up on the road with a drunken mom and abusive father you learn to fend for yourself pretty well. But I had another thing coming when I got taken out of their care and was now living with a foster family. A mom and dad so desperate to h...
