@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy
"The water might have sedatives. Your hair looks nice."
"The water might have sedatives. Your hair looks nice."
"I'm not surprised, and thanks." Paige responded as she sat down. "I'm glad I drank the soda instead."
(ahhh the website is being slow again)
(I know the feeling :P)
(Eek, I'm missing so much. I'm sorry I've been so busy. Finals are coming up and teachers are slamming us with last minute shit that keeps me up late trying to figure out how the hell to do it.)
(Don't be sorry! Rock those finals! I believe in you!)
(It's okay.)
Phoebe grabbed a plate of….whatever the hell they were serving for breakfast. She wasn't quite sure what it was. It made her really miss her private chef back at home. She nodded home, that's where all her friends were, her clothes, makeup, and shoes. She missed them all. She sighed. Best to put it behind her. She sat down at the table were everyone else seemed to be. She gave them a dazzling smile, showing off her pearly white teeth.
"The f*ck do you want?" Zanna asked her. The one thing both Zanna and Suzan agreed to was to be consistent. Which meant swear a lot, be aggressive, and fight everyone.
Her smiled dropped and she looked the girl up and down. "Nothing from you." She turned her head away from her and settled her gaze on the boys sitting at the table.
"And what the f*ck does that mean?" Zanna looked at her.
Artemis rolled her eyes. Yep, this gal was probably that typical Ms. Popularity.
"You asked me what I want. There's nothing you have that I want." She crossed her ankles and picked up her spoon. "Does anyone know what this is?" She asked.
"Are you talking about the spoon or the food?"
She rolled her eyes. "The food. Im smart enough to know what my silverware is, and where it goes. I went to finishing school, unlike the rest of you hoodlums."
"She's a little f*ckboy," Zanna murmured to herself, "Or maybe a slut."
She winked at the girl. "That's right I am. I'm a slut. I'll wear the title proudly."
Artemis snorted. "Hoodlum huh? As for the food, I have no idea and I'm not sure I want to know."
"True, knowing might make it harder to eat it." She hesitantly ate a bite. "This is so gross. I wish my chef was here. He made the best food I've ever tasted."
"And I'm a gang leader," Zanna deadpan. This little b*tch actually thought she had sex appeal. Well not to this lesbian, "A gang leader that would gladly beat you up at this moment."
(I'm so sorry. Zanna does not like Phoebe at the moment.)
(Its cool.)
"Oh, I'm so scared." Phoebe mocked fright. "I know plenty of mobsters, you don't scare me. So stop trying to act all tough and be a good little girl and sit there quietly."
Zanna felt the shift happen fast and happen quick. She glared at the girl and snarled, "You want to repeat that b*tch?"
Oh boy. "Hey Zanna," Artemis said trying to calm her. "Maybe now's not the best time."
She rolled her eyes. "Such a foul mouth. You kiss your mama with that mouth?" She tried to eat a couple more bites of the disgusting food.
Zanna snarled and punched her with the nearest hand and hard, "Don't ever say that to me again f*cker."
(I am so very sorry.)
Artemis tried to restrain her. "Okay, seriously, do you want detention?"
(Is anyone else on other then us?)
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