Cheerleaders.
The bint sent a letter to the redhead. Sure, the little witch was more than happy to pass it along, but still. I don't need it to be public record that I'm on friendly terms with humans. Her comment about me not having a Post Office-approved address (while completely true) just hurt. My crypt's perfect. Or it was, 'til Harmony got her undead hands on it. Blonde bitch.
The brunette doesn't know what she's talkin' about. My hair's not too blonde. And hell yeah, it works for me. And my polish is just fine. I don't need to listen to her. Although...she did have good taste, for a cheerleader... And smoking doesn't count with the damn chip. I don't think. But I'm not gonna test it. Don't care to. Not worth it. I'll just keep 'em away from humans. Yeah.
And the girl's got a point - shame on me. I should've had a more hands-on bonding time with my Sire before he got away. And good luck with the guilt trip, Cheerleader! I got those from the master of guilt trips, and Angelus was ten times worse! He always got the good kills that way. Ponce. And she can stop with the Sire/Childe connection bit. Now. She can't hold a candle to those guilt trips. No lives on the line. But...she lives in LA with the master of guilt trips. Bloody perfect.
At least she can tell when Peaches is lyin'. It'll save her heartbreak in the future.
And hell yeah, she doesn't like me. I'm the Big Bad. But the "feeling-creepo" she mentioned - sounds like something she shouldn't have to deal with. The Poof had better take care of her, that's all I'm saying. And I'm not even saying it out loud. And who the hell is 'He-Who-Is-Not-Alive?' In this town (and theirs), it could be the next random lay across the street! Not that I care.
And good for her for thinking and saying. Bitches around here keep things inside. Even I know that's not healthy, and I don't need to worry about health. Not really, anyway. And I don't care. Nope. But she needs to get rid of those secrets. They're not good. Obviously, the bint's not telling Peaches.
Damn it. She got me caring.
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A/N: I know it's not the next letter, but I wanted to give you guys something. I've just started summer classes, had a family reunion, and got sick from my niece's germs at said reunion. I will try to have another letter for you guys soon, but I don't want to make a promise I could end up breaking.
Thank you so much for being patient with me, and I hope you let me know what you think.