"Nigga, SWERVE." Said Patricia as she walked away from the unbelievably arrogant blonde headed boy and headed straight to her room.
It was her first day back at Anubis house and she had already made an enemy out of the newbie, Eddie Miller.
Heres how it started:
Patricia had just walked into the empty common room with a tray of 'Trudy Treats,' waiting to be eaten. She looked down at a trey of brownies and knew automatically that they were hash brownies. Trudy wasn't like the other house mothers, she always wore short shorts and a tank top with 7 inch heels, she claimed it was always hot in the house or that it was a 'simple wear.'
Patricia looked down at what she was wearing. She wore a black v-neck shirt with a black leather jacket, black jeans, and vans. The other girls in the house wore clothes that were too, I don't know, sluttish. They had no self respect for themselves at all. They wore sleeveless shirts and booty shorts shorter than their underwear. Patricia was the modest out of all of them. Which is sad considering at the fact that they're are 7 girls in the house including Patricia, which is sad considering that seven girls live in the house.
She bent down picking up a brownie, but immediately dropped it, startled. Someone had smacked her ass. Angrily, she turned around to face a blonde headed boy. He didn't look to bad, she thought. He wore a plaid, red and white unbuttoned shirt over a white shirt, blue jeans, and a leather jacket like Patricia's.
"NIGGA, who DAFUQ told yo ugly mutha fuckin face to come shit errwhere!?" She screeched while scowling at his smirking face. "Damn sexy calm yo tits," he said "That is one mighty fine ass." She was angry; horrified, that he was hitting on her. She wasn't just a 'her,' she was the Patricia Williamson. The girl who wasn't afraid, the girl who didn't give a damn about her future, the girl who went against the rules, the girl who drove her principles car off a cliff in the 3rd grade while screaming "AINT NOBODY GOT TIME FO THIS SHITTY ASS SCHOOL MUTHAFUCKAS! SEE YOU IN HELL BITCHEZZZ." She was unstoppable.
If he wanted to play this little game that he had in mind, then so be it. She wasn't in the mood to play, but she was curious enough to know why he was hitting on her. She forcefully went along with this little game. She put on her best flirty smile and asked gently, "Nigga how long is you stayin'?" His smirk grew. "As long as my dick," he said with pride. "Must be a centimeter," she laughed. "Nigga, SWERVE."
And thats how the Patricia Williamson, Met Eddie Miller.
Umm.. yeah this is my fanfiction. Review this shit and stuff. (:
-Carkeyy