Well, I did have fonts for Eyeball and Chery,, just to give it a more personal feel, but it didn't show up when I uploaded it here. So, Eyeball is the bold print, and Cheryl is the normal. I hope you enjoy. The other chapters will be more riveting, this one is kind of boring, but it gets the story going. :)
Hey. How are you?
Uhh, just peachy. Why are you talking to me?
Why not?
We've been going to the same school since forever and you just decide to send me a note today in class. Sorry, but that's a little weird to me.
Seriously? We have?
Uh yeah.
Never noticed. Well I'd like to get to know you. Is that such a crime?
I guess not. Listen, is this a joke?
Fucking never mind then. I get it. You don't want me to talk to you. Fuck.
Jeeze! I'm just a little skeptical. With you know, being a "Cobra" and all, I don't exactly fit in with your social groups' type of girls.
First off, what does skeptical mean? And second, what do you mean by types of girls?
It means I'm doubting the whole situation, about whether or not this is legit. And, I'm not slutty, pretty, hot, I don't 'put out', and I am by no means popular or bitchy. Your kind doesn't talk to my kind. I am definitely not Cobra Material.
Huh, I never though about it that way. Well, I think you're pretty. Don't tell anyone I said that though. And I mean that in the best way possible. You understand though, right?
Of course I do, Richard... They would rag on you forever about liking a girl like me. I get it.
Thanks. You know, you're a pretty understanding broad.
Whatever. And my name is Cheryl, not broad.
That kinda looks like Cherry. And you say you're not a slut or anything. Haha, I'ma call you Cherry from now on. Because you're a cherry, you know?
Yeah, knock yourself out, genius. Like no one's come up with that before.
Sorry, just trying to strike up some conversation...
Yeah, well the bell's gonna ring. And notes aren't the best conversation pieces. But you're too cool to talk to me in person. See you later, Chambers.