Jessica came down the stairs She saw Elizabeth sitting on the couch, not
reading. Was it possible? She had changed completely during the last few
months. She had broken up with Todd, and while this should have broken
Liz's heart, she seemed to be more and more fun these days. She had thought
she was his anchor, and that he would be the one to cut her loose, but
instead she saw Todd walking around almost in tears. And it was getting a
bit annoying; he had been moping around for a few months. MONTHS.
Ridiculous.
Bruce walked through the freshman hallway, picking out his new meat. Freshmen were a whole lot easier than he had remembered. They were ideal: eager to please, unaware of trouble, and most of all, if he never called, they didn't know how to stick up for themselves. It was sick.
Elizabeth stumbled out of the bathroom stall, followed by Kirk, a.k.a., Random Guy. She barely acknowledged his existence once he had exited he body. " So can this happen more often?" he asked.
" No, no boys come in here twice." She said coldly, pointing towards her body, " this is like. a one time use camera!" she said, she had been trying to think of a good way to describe herself for weeks now. " Well maybe you should consider the cash you could make doing this.," Random Guy said.
" EXCUUUSE ME, BUT I WILL NOT except money in exchange for..wait. uh nevermind." she said, using her quick wit for the first time in weeks. She might be able to make it to a good college with some cash right oh just imagine the- wait a second, collage? BOOOORING! She would find a better investment. She thought about the possibilities and snatched a twenty away from Random Guy. She looked at the twenty, and quickly realized it was a fifty dollar bill. Fifty bucks.
Todd blinked back tears as he saw Elizabeth walk past him with out a word, as if they had never shared something special. As if there had never been an ElizabethandTodd, like he didn't exist. During the past few months, he had tried every trick in the book, from making her jealous to making her guilty, but she never showed th eslightest interest in his problems and girlfriends. He was thinking of something desperate now, something his aunt had tried when she turned 40 and hadn't gotten married. A love candle. It had to work.
Lila Fowler walked nervously into the bathroom. She was usually at home next to the mirrors and nerdy girls she could pick on. This should have been her territory, but a group of punks were grazing in her grass. Any other group of girls she would have fought them off. but she wanted dot be like these girls more than anything in the world. The look appealed to her. She wanted to look outrageous, to stand out from the crowd. And she wanted Devin Fairly, she wanted his twig like body and liberty spike hair. She didn't know why, but she would go to any length to get him. But she knew she had to go through these aggressive girls before she could go near him. She knew girls well enough. She knew that if you want a boy in a crowd, the girls are your ticket in. and if you try to get through without them, they scheme and plot against you until you are left sniffling in an empty bathroom stall. So she had planned on this trip to the bathroom as a bonding session between her and the punk bitches.
" uh.can I . borrow your lipstick?" She said nervously to a girl who was putting her lipstick away.
" You want this color?" She said, almost laughing at her. She revealed the dark purple color.
" Yea, if its cool with you. I . got sick of this boring old color." She said, nervously pulling out an $80 dollar tube of perfect lipstick. The girl snatched it away, and upon seeing the bland color, quickly gave it back and gave Lila her own stick. " You could use some color on your face." She said. She pulled out her entire collection of make up. As she applied the brilliant colors to Lila's eyes, cheeks, lips and eyebrows, Lila told her of her sad story, how she longed ot stray form the herd, how she had tried to be normal for years, and now that she saw these beautiful colors of plaid and reds and metal, she couldn't resist. The girl listened, and introduced herself as Nikki. When Lila opened her eyes, she saw a completely different person. She saw her eyes alight with the dark colors of plum, blue, and black. Her cheeks were rosy, her lips a sharp purple color. Nikki smiled at her creation. The other girl sin the bathroom stopped chattering to look at Lila. A few sneered. A few compliments were coldly given. " Girls, you can let down your guard. Lila actually looks up to us." The girls exchanged glances, muttered a bit, and finally one girl broke the awkward silence. " Well. you look damn good" a small, sharp girl with red eyes, lips, and cheeks, and even eyelashes said. She was small and petite, but her eyes were sharp as knives. Lila almost had to look away. The other girls quickly perked up, and chattered to Lila about music and what concerts they were headed to that summer. Lila looked at them blankly, and giggled when one mentioned the sex pistols. They realized she hadnt even considered the music of the scene. So Blaze, the small sharp looking girl, took off her jacket, which was studded & spiked, and full of names of bands. " Here, listen to these bands" she said, motioning at the patches. " You can find them on Kazaa." She said. " You can borrow this jacket for a while.
" Oh I know punk bands!" Lila said, " There's Good Charlotte, Sum 41, umm. Avril Lavinge." The girls glared at Lila for a second, then their looks turned to pity. " You have so much to learn." A tall blond girl said.
Bruce walked through the freshman hallway, picking out his new meat. Freshmen were a whole lot easier than he had remembered. They were ideal: eager to please, unaware of trouble, and most of all, if he never called, they didn't know how to stick up for themselves. It was sick.
Elizabeth stumbled out of the bathroom stall, followed by Kirk, a.k.a., Random Guy. She barely acknowledged his existence once he had exited he body. " So can this happen more often?" he asked.
" No, no boys come in here twice." She said coldly, pointing towards her body, " this is like. a one time use camera!" she said, she had been trying to think of a good way to describe herself for weeks now. " Well maybe you should consider the cash you could make doing this.," Random Guy said.
" EXCUUUSE ME, BUT I WILL NOT except money in exchange for..wait. uh nevermind." she said, using her quick wit for the first time in weeks. She might be able to make it to a good college with some cash right oh just imagine the- wait a second, collage? BOOOORING! She would find a better investment. She thought about the possibilities and snatched a twenty away from Random Guy. She looked at the twenty, and quickly realized it was a fifty dollar bill. Fifty bucks.
Todd blinked back tears as he saw Elizabeth walk past him with out a word, as if they had never shared something special. As if there had never been an ElizabethandTodd, like he didn't exist. During the past few months, he had tried every trick in the book, from making her jealous to making her guilty, but she never showed th eslightest interest in his problems and girlfriends. He was thinking of something desperate now, something his aunt had tried when she turned 40 and hadn't gotten married. A love candle. It had to work.
Lila Fowler walked nervously into the bathroom. She was usually at home next to the mirrors and nerdy girls she could pick on. This should have been her territory, but a group of punks were grazing in her grass. Any other group of girls she would have fought them off. but she wanted dot be like these girls more than anything in the world. The look appealed to her. She wanted to look outrageous, to stand out from the crowd. And she wanted Devin Fairly, she wanted his twig like body and liberty spike hair. She didn't know why, but she would go to any length to get him. But she knew she had to go through these aggressive girls before she could go near him. She knew girls well enough. She knew that if you want a boy in a crowd, the girls are your ticket in. and if you try to get through without them, they scheme and plot against you until you are left sniffling in an empty bathroom stall. So she had planned on this trip to the bathroom as a bonding session between her and the punk bitches.
" uh.can I . borrow your lipstick?" She said nervously to a girl who was putting her lipstick away.
" You want this color?" She said, almost laughing at her. She revealed the dark purple color.
" Yea, if its cool with you. I . got sick of this boring old color." She said, nervously pulling out an $80 dollar tube of perfect lipstick. The girl snatched it away, and upon seeing the bland color, quickly gave it back and gave Lila her own stick. " You could use some color on your face." She said. She pulled out her entire collection of make up. As she applied the brilliant colors to Lila's eyes, cheeks, lips and eyebrows, Lila told her of her sad story, how she longed ot stray form the herd, how she had tried to be normal for years, and now that she saw these beautiful colors of plaid and reds and metal, she couldn't resist. The girl listened, and introduced herself as Nikki. When Lila opened her eyes, she saw a completely different person. She saw her eyes alight with the dark colors of plum, blue, and black. Her cheeks were rosy, her lips a sharp purple color. Nikki smiled at her creation. The other girl sin the bathroom stopped chattering to look at Lila. A few sneered. A few compliments were coldly given. " Girls, you can let down your guard. Lila actually looks up to us." The girls exchanged glances, muttered a bit, and finally one girl broke the awkward silence. " Well. you look damn good" a small, sharp girl with red eyes, lips, and cheeks, and even eyelashes said. She was small and petite, but her eyes were sharp as knives. Lila almost had to look away. The other girls quickly perked up, and chattered to Lila about music and what concerts they were headed to that summer. Lila looked at them blankly, and giggled when one mentioned the sex pistols. They realized she hadnt even considered the music of the scene. So Blaze, the small sharp looking girl, took off her jacket, which was studded & spiked, and full of names of bands. " Here, listen to these bands" she said, motioning at the patches. " You can find them on Kazaa." She said. " You can borrow this jacket for a while.
" Oh I know punk bands!" Lila said, " There's Good Charlotte, Sum 41, umm. Avril Lavinge." The girls glared at Lila for a second, then their looks turned to pity. " You have so much to learn." A tall blond girl said.