Slamming her locker shut, the girl clad in green and pink huffingly trudged away.
"But, Louise!"
Louise turned around to face her blonde friend.
"No, Logan. Before you say anything, just…no. Shut the hell up." She turned on her heel, walking away once more. The blonde followed after her, determined to win his friend's trust- and more importantly, heart- back.
"Look, Logan," Louise said sternly, "I know you were just trying to make my 18th birthday a little less suckish, but a horde of lesbian exotic dancers in my dad's restaurant wasn't exactly what I pictured would happen."
He sighed, and then began to whine. "But I did it because of that one night we were drinking and-"
"I said that while I was drunk, Logan! I wasn't serious when I said I wished a bunch of dancing lesbians would work at the restaurant! The last time we had dancing people in there, someone had a hernia! I don't even LIKE girls that way…" Louise said, before mumbling "probably" under her breath.
Louise looked right at him. "I know you got held back senior year a whopping three times, but just because you're a super super super senior doesn't mean you can do whatever the hell you want."
The man groaned as she walked away knowing that the chaos last night would cost him a week of the silent treatment, maybe even a month considering the circumstances. He punched a locker before getting looks from other students as they whispered cruel nothings about him to each other quietly.
"So…last night was—"
"Courtney, shut up."
Louise glared at her friend. She still didn't understand why she hung out with this annoying prude. She, like Logan, had been held back, but only a year. Louise wondered why God would be so cruel as to hold back all the annoying people in her life. All it meant was more ass kicking for her, not that she didn't mind it of course. Courtney looked down at her lunch tray with disinterest.
"Moving on, then…" the girl with the purple and black streaks in her hair mumbled.
It was a full two minutes before Louise couldn't take it anymore. Courtney was her only source of venting to. If she told Tina, she'd get the worst advice. If she told her mom, her mom would be just as irritated as she was last night. Louise growled, "Fine, what were you gonna say?" The spoken-to girl looked back up, a bit surprised Louise brought it back up after being shot down.
"You know he didn't mean to piss you off, right? You're, like, his only friend. All the others graduated years ago, and now he gets shit for being 21 and still in high school." Louise sighed at the girl's observation.
"I know…I just wish he actually used the brain under that blonde hair of his before flinging himself into commitment," Louise mumbled, poking at the ungodly blob of toxic acid that they called food. "How does this shit get past the health inspectors?"
"I heard the school bribes them so they can spend more time during school hours doing academics instead of being forced to close the school for a week. I think one of the higher ups is dating one, actually. Hey, you still talk to your brother, right?" asked Courtney.
"Oh God, not this again. Yes, Courtney, I do. He still works at the restaurant, remember? Just because he got his own little apartment right outside of town doesn't mean he'll never see us again. He's growing up. We all are. And it sorta sucks; not the way I thought things would play out, honestly."
Courtney absentmindedly ate the food she brought with from home. "I haven't been over there in a while, you know that! Finals just ended and my dad made me study my ass off. Kinda hard when all you hear through the paper thin walls is your dad banging your step mom." Louise pushed aside her tray. "Hey, aren't you gonna eat?" her friend asked. Louise glared at her, "What do you think? Besides, I just eat at home now. This stuff is worse than my dad's food, and that's saying something." The bunny ears of her hat budged a bit, as if to make a point.
"Okay…I sorta…thought it was good, but…" She trailed on. "Oh, did you hear about that new girl? The one that just transferred into our senior class?" Courtney said with excitement. She was a bit of a gossip, something she acquired when her friend, Tammy, graduated. "No, I didn't, what makes you think I give a shit? It's probably some pansy nerd chick, anyway. We never get anybody interesting in transfers. I think the only one that was neat was that stupid Canadian. God, he gave me so much blackmail on that country without even knowing it." Louise put her feet up on the table, ignoring the glares from the passing security guard. Courtney got up. "C'mon, it's time for P.E." The bunny hat girl groaned in annoyance. "But I just got comfy!" Her friend laughed before dragging Louise away to the women's locker room.