Skittles
By: Sakurabear47
Skittles…
He always gave skittles…
Every girl, everyone who adores practically even the floor he walked on, they all received skittles.
But seriously, why give the original when there was the wild berry kind? Why? Was it expensive, oh come on! Skittles it's just SKITTLESSSS!!!
Fine…
I didn't receive any…
It's not like I care!
I wouldn't go and lie down on the floor just to smell his frickin' essence!
I'm not desperate.
I DON'T GET EASILY ELLUDED BY HIM.
HE IS NOT ENTICING.
He's my seatmate so what?
I've been staring at him for a long time now so…
WHAT THE TOOOOTTT! (Censored! Ahhahah)
Ugh… who cares anyway, it's not like something's gonna happen!
I'll just keep on starring… can u see that huh? HUH!? BLEH DUDE!?
…
So… skittles huh?
Skittles! The best chewy-ness, amazing-ness, stuff, thingy, in the round (not square) gravitational world! Tan tun!
Ever wonder what merch meant…?
…
So… skittles, man I'm craving for it now… greeeaaaatttt!
Would HE give me skittles?
DUH! No… unlike desperate, loveless, stupid girls who thinks it's taboo to even eat the skittles he gave them because he touched them, I have a brain! And her name is… my brain. Yeah…
WHAT!? Does HIS brain have a name??? I think NOT!
Why did he give skittles anyway? What? He thinks by doing that he can get them out of his way? PFFFF… pathetic! It just made them LONG for more!
Does he hate me?
He didn't give me skittles, and we've practically been classmates since kindergarten!
Not even a single skittle… boohoooo
HIS NOSE IS BIG!
Whaaat?
IT'S BIGGER THAN A SKITTLE! BLEH!
I hate him…
He said my hair was like those cheap brand toothpastes that couldn't afford coloring for the toothpaste…
He said that my hair was one of those rejects at a doll factory… in other words PLASTIC which makes it FLAAAATTTT!
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! HE.SAID.IT.WAS.AB.NORRRR.MAAAALLLL!
He even claimed it was fake, telling everybody I was on medication because I had this illness that would suddenly want me to have pink hair, and so I dyed it.
And guess what?
PEOPLE BELIEVED IN IT.
Why?
Because he was "HOT"
Waaaaw… nice one.
And so I lived my life being the only girl in school to hate being in his company…
Even breathing the same air as his…
And so, he didn't give me my SKITTLES.
And up till this moment people still believe that I was "special"
But only the dumb ones though…
You know those "WORSHIPERS" of his… in other words… half of the population of the WORLD.
Why am I being so caught about this?
IT WAS JUST SKITTLES!
Just skittles…
Just skittles...
Just skittles...
Just. Skittles.
JUST.SKITTLES.
JUST DAMN SKITTLES!!!!!
JJJJJJUUSSSSSSTTTTT DAAAAAAMMMMNNNNNN SKKKKKIIIIIIITTTTTLLLLLESSSSSS!!!!!!
Poke.
What the freakin' hell?!
He's poking me.
"You want some skittles?"
Huh?
Blink.
"I SAID: You want some skittles?"
Silence!!!
"uuuuhhh…. Sure?"
Flop!
Huh… he's walking away, oh no, he just got his bag. Oh oh! Nooow he's walking away.
… So he gave me skittles
And guess what?
He gave me the WILD BERRY kind…
Cool!
Ooooohhh… look at all the pretty colors!
WAITTT!!!!
WAIT JUST A DAMN SECOND!!!!
Does this mean…
HE THINKS I'M ONE OF HIS "WORSHIPERS"?!?!?!??!
THE END!
A/N: alright guys! Now you probably think that we're both addicts of Skittles! Please review!
Gelly: it was actually only me!!! Mwhahahaha call it: SUGAR HIGH!!!!