Valentine's day.
Margo wasn't a bold girl. in fact, she was nervous, and worried about stuff. she just thank god Lincoln was in her school, just barely starting the new year. his first time in middle school.
but she had to grow a pair of balls. alas, it was too late. she watched him walk away with girl-Jordan. she came and gave him a card, the next they were talking. margo hid behind a tree, and watched like the dumbass she was. .
And they walked out hand in hand. she lowered her head and turn and lean against the tree with a sigh she looked at her home made card, it was an ace savvy related. she asked Lynn what Lincoln liked, and his interests.
And she was going to make sure it was something he might like. but that bitch Jordan had to come around and botch it up! well.. she was prettier, and more popular. margo was just wishy-washy and ... ugly. she sighed and decided to walk home. thank god it was a friday.
She walked along the side walk, the growing sadness was coming like a wave of a thunder storm. she shook her head and sighed scratching her head. another valentine's day, and it was the same thing. disappointment.
When she got home, her mother wasn't home. she looked around and slump. her backpack fell on the carpet floor and she kicked off her slippers. then she walked to the rows of DVD'S And looked through them. ... sixteen candles, breakfast club...hmm.. what would be good? ah. Universal's Dracula, the original 1931.
Margo wasn't a movie buff, well. maybe a little. she knew this movie was release on February 12th in New York city, for the valentine weekend, it was then released across the U.S. on February 14th 1931. she seen the film almost every year. but she decided to spice things up by watching the Spanish version, whole new cast, same set, same film. she heard it was superior to the English. she had to check this out.
she pop the DVD in and went into the kitchen for some food. the first thing that caught her eye was a dominoes pizza box. on it was a note. walking over she took it and read out loud.
"dear Margo, i've left you a whole pizza, cokes are in the fridge, i got you bargs root beer, i won't be home til late, i got a date tonight so don't wait up sweetie."
love mom.
Great. she's finally got a date. sigh. but it'll end badly like all the others. she shrugged and tossed the note a side and open the box, she took a slice and bit into it. hm. luke-warm...
she grab a plate and put a paper towel over it, then placed two slices and put it in the microwave, before turning to the fridge and opening it, taking a nice cold root beer and cracking that bad bitch open. she took a swing like that of a man who had a hard day and needing a beer.
she 'ahh' and burped and sighed she shut the door and lean against the fridge. staring at the timer on the microwave. her thoughts drift towards Lincoln, and fantasize what it be like to be in his arms, to nuzzle just under his chin and whisper... 'i love you' she smiled at that. she wanted to know what love was like. what it means to be someone's one and only. the kind you see in Disney movies.
the microwave ding and she got out of her trance, grabbing her pizza, with coke in hand she went into the living room she plop on the couch and grab the remote and pressed play. the classic black and white universal logo appeared with it's theme of it's era playing.
Margo always had a good time by herself anyway.
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The movie was pretty good. no wonder they say it was superior. but the guy as Dracula was ugly. not as sexy as bela lugosi. her pizza was eaten, her root beer already gone, she looked at the time. 6:00pm on the dot, what now? her eyes shift back and forth. then got out of the couch and walked to the kitchen she went for the cabinet and grab a wine bottle. Arbor Mist. ah that was the good shit. ooooo! exotic fruits.
"a fine wine product with Delicious raspberry, lime, and other natural flavors."
she saw a plum and strawberry on the image. twisting the top she placed it on the counter before going to get a glass of ice. after she poured it, she put the bottle away and walked the hallway and into her room.
inside was walls of blue, sports posters, boy band posters. a book shelf with books and my little pony figures a desk with a computer, and just the standard girl's room. if a bit sat on her bed and sighed, taking a sip of the wine. mmmm... she could taste the berries and fruit with just about of alcohol. she took another drink, deeper this time.
"wowzers! this stuff is loaded"
she giggled and sighed, grinning, but frown.
girl-Jordan...
kind of fucking name is that?
girl-Jordan.
just call her Jordan. fucking cunt.
she.. she is never usually one to call names, but dammit she hated her. just cause she had her tits come early, all perky and shit. and-and what? cause she's prettier, and-and cause she throws parties and shit?
stupid dumb wouldn't know how to love a guy. .. if only Margo wasn't a push over. she let everyone walked all over her, like Lynn. but Lynn was her pal. but still, there are times when she hated living under her shadow.
if she and Lincoln hook up, if they were compatible... gosh... she's love him til the end of days and beyond. Lincoln wouldn't make her feel like second best. he would treat her like his number one.
"oh who am kidding? he wouldn't notice me, the only reason why he talked to me was that goal i made... what chance do i even have?"
she shook her head and finished her drink. feeling the effects already, Margo realize she was a real light weight.
"damn... just one drink and i'm already buzzed, how pathetic."
she laid down and sighed. her eyes were half closed, she thought of Lincoln laying close, kissing her, whispering sweet nothings, god, if only. if only she was good enough. she had a boy who liked her once, only to end up telling her she wasn't good enough.
no girl wants to hear that, not even a boy.
not good enough.
this is how her mom must have felt.
where is the loyalty?
where was the appreciation?
Margo tried hard to make someone happy.
what if Lincoln did the same?
a prettier face seems to matter more than a woman of devotion. ...Margo knew she wasn't pretty. but she was kind and understanding, if she had Lincoln she would live to serve him. for some girls that is a bad thing. but Margo was old fashion. a man needs to be treated like a man. and she would love him with all of her bleeding heart.
feminists can go on about being oppressed, they can cry out sexism, but it is in woman's nature to love a man. and a man to love a woman. unless they were gay. which she wasn't. feminists cannot fight nature though. a woman needs a man to make her feel safe and wanted. a man who would fight and defend her honor.
that's what she wanted. that was her most desired. for Lincoln to be her man, to be sensitive, but strong, smart, loving, sweet.. understanding. she thought of herself cooking a meal for him in the kitchen, and there he walks after a hard days work, muscular, his face like a movie star, he get behind her, slap her ass, lean in, pushing her against the counter. she breathed hard as her fantasies took place, her fingers reached down and unbutton her pants. her fingers slide down and-
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her game was off.
shit.
fuck.
fucking dammit son of a whore.
Margo knew why, she couldn't focus today. Jordan was on her mind. she saw her and Lincoln this morning, holding hands and shit, getting all lovey dovey. what a load of horse shit. Lynn wasn't happy with her, neither was her coach. her game was off cause she wasn't focus.
"hey, what the hells up with you today?"
they were in the locker room.
"...mind is else where"
she simply said.
"well, cut it out, we only got so long before the next game"
Margo nodded.
"anyway, you wanna go get a burg' ?"
Margo shook her head.
"can't busy."
Lynn raised a brow, then she sat down next to her.
"you okay?"
Margo looked at her.
"i'm fine i'm just tired today, is all. don't worry."
Lynn shrugged and got up and rolled her shoulder.
"well, i'm off. Lori should get here soon i better get my ass moving."
before she could go Margo spoke-
"hows Lincoln?"
Lynn paused.
"oh she and that Jordan girl are dating."
she had a cheeky grin.
"my bro's finally getting some."
Margo's mouth dropped.
"hah-haaah! but no, seriously it's good he's dating a girl. i was scared he was gay for clyde"
Margo's mouth shut.
"...but isn't you're sister Luna gay?"
Lynn waved a hand,
"nah, she's bi. she was dating some chick name Sam, but that cunt played her for a fool. since then she started dating this guy name George, and he's treating her a lot better, actually."
Margo nodded, and watched her friend leave.
she sighed.
fucking Jordan.
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After school she walked out of the crowd of kids, she saw vanzilla leaving. she figured Lincoln had left, she made her trek to the side walk, her head down, thinking, always thinking, left over pizza sounded bitchin' she smiled. after a while walk she heard voices.
looking up she saw Lincoln and girl Jordan. she stopped at her tracks. Lincoln's head was bow-downed, and Jordan was throwing her arms up and was yelling. a sudden primal urge came to Margo and wanted to drop kick that bitch. instead she stood and watched.
" ya know Lincoln, maybe this was a bad idea. i mean, you're like, 12 going to 13 and you still read savvy comics? i mean, Christ, you have toys on your shelf. how immature, i'm sorry but i don't think you're man enough for my taste."
his head shot up and Margo watched him beg, ouch... don't do that linc...
"but i can change! really! common we just started yesterday!"
"and i regret it, i'm sorry but...i need a man, not a boy."
Margo said it before she could stop herself.
"HEY!"
They turned their heads directly at her.
oh, shit.
Margo grew nervous. suddenly feeling small.
"...and you are?"
Margo gulped and walked closer and stuttered.
"y-you shouldn't ta-talked to him like th-that."
Jordan raised a brow.
"is that so?"
Margo kept her eyes down. then closed them. she breathed deep and looked at Jordan in the eyes.
"he's a nice boy. y-you shouldn't judge him for thing's he's interested in."
Jordan stared at her for a second.
"alright, you can have him then."
she looked at Lincoln.
"good bye."
she turned a heel and walked down the street. Lincoln slumped and looked so crushed. Margo felt sorry for him, the look on his face as he watched her walk off broke Margo's heart.
"...i-i-i'm sorry i-should-shouldn't have intervene like that i-"
"it's okay."
he said softly.
"she lied to me, so, it's okay."
Margo reached out and rubbed his back. he stiffen, she recoiled her hand.
"s-sorry."
Lincoln looked at Margo.
"it's okay."
he repeated.
silence.
"...i um.. i don't have anything to do, and uh... my mom's at work."
he looked at her confused.
"i got some left over pizza...and-and-i uh.. i got ace savvy into the savvy universe on dvd.."
his eyes widen.
"you like ace savvy?"
she meekly nodded.
"y-yeah he's pretty cool. i got two volumes of the golden age savvy"
his eyes widen like plates.
"no shit?"
Margo giggled.
"y-yeah. uh... i mean after what happen i..i figured maybe we could hang out?"
Lincoln took a moment to think about it and nodded.
"okay. sure!"
score.
"oh-okay..okay uh... my house is down this way"
she pointed at the left.
"common, i got 4 slices waiting for us."
he followed close to her, beside her. Margo blushed. this-this was the best moment of her life so far. she could only pray to God that everything will run smoothly. easy Margo... easy. don't push your luck... just take it easy Margo. don't rush. slow and steady wins the racing heart.
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TO BE CONTINUE