Pre-DM Merci and Gretchen drabble. I do not encourage underage drinking. I do not own Children's Britannica, Twilight, or Criminal Minds.
"Come on, Merc! You cannot not like Twilight! Have you even read them?"
The girl that would soon be known as the other Reid family genius looked at her friend's beer, ignoring her friend's judgmental gaze. "Bella is an idealist individual who is willingly settling for a controlling chronic lair."
"Edward is not a lair."
"Then why does no one know he's a vampire? Why does Bella always have to ask Jacob what's going on?"
"You sound like someone who's never had a boyfriend, someone who's never fallen in love."
"I'm fourteen, Gretchen. There's no such thing as love. It's just a series of chemical reactions in the brain that occur when one is attracted to another. All emotions are bio-chemistry; it's that simple. The combination for repulsion probably isn't that far off from lust."
The older girl slurred, "You're doing it again."
Merci looked honestly innocent as she sipped her own drink. "Pardon?"
"Being a walking encyclopedia and I don't mean Children's Britannica!"
Merci pulled away Gretchen's drink. "No more. You're getting angry. We're going home." She pulled some money out of her tipsy friend's wallet. "I keep telling you the affects of drinking more then one. Come on."
That was for everyone who help with my essay in one way or another. dangerousdolphin, Hicks07, hot4cullenmen, and My Paradise. Also for RodentOfUnusalSize for opening my eyes to crack fic and my mother, who never reads my fanfiction