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If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down
If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Honey I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test, if you let me try
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swuh-eeeeeet!
(NWO WOLFPACK THEME PLAYS)
But seriously though, sweeeeeeet.
not only did Margo got Lincoln in her house to have some left over dominoes, but she has her first boy in her home. like, fuck Margo, you got this. she watched Lincoln checking out the ace savvy volumes, her mind felt this surreal feeling. ever since she pined for him things weren't the same, she was happy, and sad at the same time, happy because when she thought of him, it made her heart warm and the feeling of love was so damn strong...but sad because there was a chance she could never have him, and never know true happiness... but you got this far, girl. lord knows you have the balls now to get what you friggin' deserve!
she watch him go, after he said he needed to use the rest room, she told him where it was, and as he went and once he was gone she pointed to the carpet floor and thrust her hips forward. bitch Jordan fucked up, that cookie cunt didn't make her move on him, and that dumb ass Filipino broad Stella was too shy what's the matter, Stella? your catholic god didn't answer your lonely prayers? - whoa, there girl. don't be racist... awh fuck it! gloat to you're hearts content, girl! the Lincoln boy is gonna be yours, time to rake in the rewards for not being a coward little mouse!
"get down with your bad-self, and do the funky Margo!"
she stood in position,
"you put your feet down-down and thrust you're pelvis-"
and thrust her pelvis forward,
"huh!- you thrust you're pelvis-"
turned, and repeated the action.
"huh!"
oh yeah, Margo you friggin' got this. no more lonely nights, no more self loathing, no more feeling like a fucking side kick to Lynn, holla can have that position, also fuck that bitch, she knew she talk shit, dumb blonde.
okay. cool it, Margo. don't rush it, love is a curious thing, but don't over do it, Lincoln's heart is shattered, you gotta give him the friend card, and when he least expects it, pounce on it like a leopard. whoa! whoa..no..that's wrong... you can't just move in like that, girl. do you really want to be a rebound?
she thought to herself. she was gonna be one regardless. but damn if she wasn't tired of being a punching bag. one look at her, and girls make fun of her, if it weren't for Lynn to put a can of whoop ass like Steve Austin, ... well... this was her brother...she might have a problem. with that, all that confidence was drained out of her body. what if Lynn didn't like it? what if she kick her ass?!
okay-cool it Margo, no sweat. don't matter cause you got this, the boy is yours, and if some chick tries to take him, poke her eyes out and kick her vagina. yeah. fuck up her ovaries. she giggled cause she was being stupid again. boring wishy washy, stupid Margo Roberts. she sighed and sat down to watch some TV.
she flipped the channel and stopped it at CN. Steven universe was just about over, she stopped watching it because it got boring, i mean filler eps, then one big story arch, then something that has to do with gay gems...
Margo used to ship Steven and peridot.. but that ship was dead. much like captain phasma and kylo ren. stupid finn murdered her ship. she was sad. see? she's being stupid again...
she squeaked like a mouse when Lincoln dropped on the couch. and sat next to her. she focused on the tv. her eyes wide as fuck. Lincoln scratched his head.
"Steven universe huh?"
"yeah, but it's gotten boring."
she admitted, soon unikitty started. and her smiled.
"oh cool, i love this show, it's kinda nice having a normal cartoon that's for laughs instead of being all serious and making every thing about ya know..."
he stared at her.
"ya know..."
he shrugged.
"never mind."
she said quickly.
"these days its just... about shipping, and lgbt content, and while i'm okay with that, it's just nice to see an old fashion cartoon, you know what i mean?"
he nodded, he seem to get her point.
"s-so..."
she scoot closer.
"y-you doing okay?"
Lincoln blinked. then his eyes widen with realization.
"oh! oh, yeah. i-i..no."
he lowered his head.
"i really liked her, you know?"
her eyes soften. poor kid...
"i mean, so what if i'm into ace savvy? so what if i guy figures, and read comics in my undies-"
she blinked rapidly.
"undies?"
he blushed.
"oh...uh...yeah..."
she blushed and had a mental image of his juggernaut pressing against his tighten whities, the outline of his-
her train of thought was detailed when she heard sniffling. her eyes blinked and saw a sadden Lincoln. his eyes glassy and moist, on the brink of tears. in that moment her heart ached. she suddenly felt like shit, getting greedy, so full of herself with selfish desires to have him as hers and hers alone... and here he was... a boy shattered. oh Margo...what kind of girl are you?
he shoulders trembled he quietly wept. reaching out, she patted his back, then, begin to gently rub up and down, she scoot closer now, she heard him babbling words. 'not good enough' 'i loved her' 'why cant i catch a break' before turning into coherent words...
the look on his face, crushed. she knew the feeling. just when you have something you want, something, or someone takes it away. leaving you hurt. she swallowed thickly her own eyes became misty.
hey there lonely boy...
lonely boy...
don't you know this lonely girl loves you...
Ever since she broke your heart you seem so lost
Each time you pass my way
Oh, how I long to take your hand
And say don't cry, I'll kiss your tears away...
"l-lincoln..she wasn't g-good enough for you."
his head raised and turned her way. their eyes locked. she gulped.
"i-in fact, your a sweet guy and any girl would be lucky to have you!"
he sniffed loudly.
"thanks, but as of right now, i don't believe it."
she watched him as he brought himself down. she know you can be your own worse enemy. it made Margo realize...that this might be it. this might be the time to show him she loved-
his phone rang.
he answered.
"huh? oh, okay. i'll be come right home"
no.
"i got to go."
he turned to look at Margo.
"dad's made some casserole, and i uh..actually look forward to it."
don't let him slip!
he got up, and smiled.
"thanks for inviting me, your a great friend."
*insert Darth Vader nnnnnooooooooooo!*
"oh..uh...you're welcome"
she put on a fake smile. he waved, turned and walked out that door. and so she sat, alone...
"...friend... of course."
she sighed heavily. her eyes watered.
"girl-Jordan, Stella, cookie...huh! what do they got that i don't? looks?"
she got up and turned to a mirror, she marched over and looked at herself.
she looked like a mouse. a dorky unattractive mouse.
"..it's not fair..."
she turned away, her head bowed.
"Guess mine is not the first heart broken..."
her eyes open and lift her head up, she saw Lincoln in her mind's eye.
"my eyes are not the first to cry"
she walked along the living room as she sighed, shaking her head. the thoughts of Lincoln, oh he had a hard time with school, always a butt of a joke sometimes, and always falling for girls who broke his heart, shoot him down.
"i'm not the first to know, there's just no getting over you"
she placed her hands at her chest, feeling her heart ache.
"you know i'm just a fool who's willing, to shit around and wait for you. but, baby, can't you see, there's nothing else for me to do?"
she sniffed loudly.
"i'm hopelessly devoted to you."
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another day at the grind. school was school. her game was back if only slightly. it was just your average everyday...life. she only saw Lincoln a few times, and when she did he looked sad.
word was out though, that Stella, cookie, and girl-Jordan were hot for Clyde. apparently saved girl-Jordan from getting hit by a car. that was amazing, but Lincoln was her boo. and Clyde wasn't her type. too...fugly.
anyway, she walked out from the crowd of kids. ah the slave of the dark lord Huggins. that rule loving dictator. that's when she saw him. Clyde McBride, with Stella, cookie, and girl Jordan hanging off him like a bunch of horny bitches. he held his head up high like he was top cheese.
and there, by the pole of the flag, was Lincoln loud. watching he had his chest puffed. and walked towards Clyde. Margo knew that this wasn't going to end well. stupid boys...playing their little games...
Lincoln came up to Clyde, tap his shoulder, the black son of the gays turned and was shoved back. Margo watch them arguing. she didn't hear them, as she was pretty far. she ran to stop this. the three girls would only watch. Margo saw Lincoln throw the first punch.
Clyde staggered back, then he put up his dukes. oh boy. Lincoln was going to kick-
Clyde was fast. and he threw punches like a boxer. it stunned Lincoln, the two boys were fist fighting, but Lincoln was loosing pretty badly! a right swing, a punch in the gut and an upper cut and Lincoln loud was down for the count. the girls ran over to clyde, pawing at him, praising him. cookie massaging his crotch.
after the group left, Margo walked over and looked down at Lincoln loud. whose hair was a mess, his left eye bruised. and blood on his mouth. Margo shook her head and sighed.
"c'mon."
she help him up.
"oww..."
Margo sighed. and taking a handkerchief, she wipe his bloody mouth, she lead him away out of the school area. and into the sidewalk where they made their trek. silence befell them without a single word til-
"that was pretty stupid"
"i know."
Margo sighed heavily. she was disappointed with him, if she didn't love him so much, she'd whack him upside the head, but she knew he learn his lesson. half way, she got an idea.
"hey...why don't i get you a snow cone."
she said as she pointed across the street, where a snow cone stand stood.
"my treat?"
he meekly nodded.
"okay.."
"your lucky i still love you.."
"what?"
"what?"
he stared at her, but before he could ask, she dragged him along to the snow cone stand.
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to be continued