Sorry AGAIN! *Note to self: I really have to try and update more*.
Anyway, this is a few weeks on. Louisa is still surprisingly at school and it's a week until her birthday. I know I didn't go any further with the cakes, but I'm not sure how to do that bit. I might do it in some sort of flashback thing.
Please review!
"Are you always this hyper?"
"I've had sugar. Leave me alone." Connor grinned at his friend, tucking into his chips.
Someone dumped their tray next to Louisa and someone did the same opposite her. It was Dylan and Michael- or Mikey.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Mikey grinned. He was short, about the same height as Louisa, but he made up for it in optimism and innocent childish behaviour. He had sandy blonde hair and the cheekiest hazel brown eyes ever. Mikey always dressed casually, often seen in a rock band T-shirt (not heavy metal- that was a no-no) and jeans.
"Dunno. Are there more fries up there?"
"Yeah, but you'll want to hurry. Tweedledum and Tweedledee are joining the queue." Dylan nodded in Tweedledum and Tweedledee's direction. Louisa twisted in her seat. Two blondes in a grade two above were just grabbing their trays.
"Back in a sec." Louisa was gone, red tray in her hands. Just as the blondes stepped up to the queue, Louisa was in front of them.
"She's a marvel." Dylan joked, his grey eyes lighting up with humour. He ran a hand through his strawberry blonde hair in an attempt to ruffle it. He wore a plain, sky blue T-shirt and black soccer shorts.
"Oh, look, cat-fight." Connor pointed, redirecting his friends' attentions. One of the blondes, Ayesha, snapped something at Louisa. The other blonde, Christy, nodded in agreement, trying to be all intimidating and more important.
Louisa simply smirked and turned her back on the blondes. Ayesha was outraged, digging her false nails into Louisa's shoulder and forced her to turn around. Nearly half of the cafeteria was watching.
"I wish I could get this on camera." Dylan grinned.
"Lou's gonna be in so much trouble after this." Connor mumbled.
"And not with the teachers." Mikey added.
Louisa said something, smiling sweetly. Ayesha faded an angry pink. Louisa childishly stuck her tongue out.
"You dare!" Ayesha shrieked.
"Well, I'm sorry Blondie. But it ain't ma fault that ya want ta tart yaself up 'n' look even more like a ho bag." A series of 'oohhhs' went up, all voicing what Connor, Dylan and Mikey were thinking- burn.
Ayesha made a horrified sound of protest and outrage.
Then she slapped Louisa.
Well, she tried to. Louisa bought her tray up and Ayesha's hand smacked sharply against it.
Christy stepped around her friend and grabbed Louisa's ponytail. Louisa grimaced slightly, before laughing evilly.
"Remind me not to get in her bad books." Connor said. His friends nodded in agreement.
"That laugh's frigging scary." Dylan muttered- he wasn't someone to admit fear, which ended up in him getting some strange looks. "What?"
"Nothing."
"Ya mind gettin' off?" Louisa asked casually, having dropped her tray.
"Take back what you said!" Christine yanked on Louisa's hair. Louisa hissed in pain, her features forming a grimace.
The grimace was quickly replaced with a murderous glare.
"Ya ain't got no life, bitch." Louisa grabbed Christine's wrist with one hand, her other hand on her own hair- (that's Lou's hair, not Christine's).
Christine cried in pain and backed up sharpish, slamming into Ayesha.
The blondes scrambled to their feet.
"You'll pay, midget!" Ayesha screamed, pointing warningly at the younger girl. Louisa laughed her evil laugh again. Teachers were fighting their way through the crowd of standing students (who had stood to get a better look).
"I ain't perfect, but at least I ain't fake." Thunder rumbled outside. A storm was brewing.
"That is enough!" One teacher shouted, still battling to get through.
Louisa picked up her tray and got her fries, as if nothing had happened. She returned to her table, slamming her tray down with more force than necessary.
Her three friends were staring at her in amazement.
"Wut?" She protested.
"You're amazing."
"Tell me somethin' I don't know." They grinned at her. She picked moodily at her fries. "Cowbags put me off me friggin' lunch."
"Cowbags?"
"One of ma words. Problem?" Thunder boomed again.
"Nope." Mikey smiled sweetly. Connor and Dylan had redirected their attention to outside the window.
"That's some random storm." Dylan observed.
"It'll pass." Louisa grumbled. They all looked at her. She didn't say anything, building a tower out of her fries. Instead she glared at them. They hastily returned to their lunches.
"Lou?"
"Wut?"
"The blondes have got these older cousins, right?"
"So?" I've got a god on my side. Bitches can bring it on.
"Well, they won't let any girl in their family take… uh…"
"Shit? Crap?"
"One of them from anyone." Connor finished.
"Are they one of them women stay in the kitchen while the men protect their women's vulnerable asses?"
"Uh, yeah. They are."
"Lou, again, you're amazing."
"And, again, tell me somethin' I don't know."
"What are you going to do about those guys?"
"Bitches can bring it on." Louisa shoved fries into her mouth.
"Nice knowing you, Lou." Louisa glared at Connor. Out of her three friends, she was closest to Connor. He had been a bit of an outsider, like her, which explained why they were good friends. Dylan and Mikey joined the gang a week later.
"Don't be such sissies. What're they gonna do?"
"Err… beat you to a pulp?"
"They're gonna hit a girl?"
"If a girl's insulted their girls, then yeah."
"Seriously, what is this world comin' to?"
"You'll find out later."
And Lou's gonna be in a big fight (that's if I can word it right). Please review! :D