"If you wanna pick a fight, well,
I'm gonna have to say goodnight."
-Only Prettier, by Miranda Lambert
(This is a rewrite of a story set in second person. If you would like to read that version as well, you may find it on Quizilla. My username is on my profile.)
Chapter One
Lately, a good friend of mine and I have been getting a crapload of attention that neither of us are pleased about. And what is it that makes all of this attention negative, you ask? Well, it's all coming from a bunch of boy-crazed, hormonal, underclassmen that think that I am his girlfriend. They spit at me and call me names, hoping to get me away from Gary once and for all
Well, good luck to them.
The worst thing about it all? We aren't even dating! We've simply been together since a young age and have been friends since. Those girls have no idea how stupid it's making them look, pretending that they've known him for their whole lives. They probably couldn't even tell him his favorite color!
Gary is just as annoyed as I am. Together one night on the phone, we both came up with funny ideas on what to do about his 'fan club.' One idea was to dress me up as a Pokémon and he carry me around all day long. Another was for me to wear a shirt with his face on it. We ended up laughing at our ideas so much that we both decided that they were all too good to pass up.
Revenge on these girls will be sweet...