Drabble: 7
POV: Christian
Must. Not. Blink. Must. Not. Blink.
I repeated the mantra over and over in my head, while glaring at the dark haired fiend aka Rosie Hathaway sitting across the table from me. She held my eye, and oh what a joyous look she bestowed upon me. *note the heavy sarcasm*
I could almost pick her thoughts directly out of her head to continue the silent conversation we were having.
You're going down, Fireboy, her unwavering glare seemed to say.
Not even in your wildest dreams, you crazy psychotic bitch, I thought to myself, with a smirk. If the intensifying of her glare was any indication, my thoughts were clearly projected on my face.
Why, might you ask, were I and the psycho engaged in our staring contest? Well, we two were in the cafeteria with Lissa, having our breakfast peacefully cough* insulting each other* cough when we suddenly realized that there was one unclaimed bagel left on our table. And me, I love bagels. And queen bitch has a bottomless void for her stomach, so we were having our epic battle for the food and bragging rights, all the while challenging the other to breakdown first. Must. Not. Blink. I repeated to myself, trying to stop my eyelids from making me lose to the idiot.
But Lissa, sweet, angelic, peace-loving Lissa grew tired and leaning forward in one swift motion, halved said bagel and gave us each one piece. We both turned to look at Lissa accusingly (while blinking our eyes to our heart's content). She studied the magazine in her hand, ignoring us completely.
"What the hell, Liss?" said none other than aforementioned psycho. "I almost had Firefly's ass". Before I could retort, Lissa spoke up.
"Eat up, Rose. You got class and Chris and I need to go see the feeders"
Rose shot her one last betrayed look and then stuffing her mouth with her bagel piece, got up and walked away. She shot me a look that said 'this isn't over yet' clear as daylight.
I smirked at her, tipping my head to say, bring it on.
Once the pathetic excuse of a person left the café, I turned to my girlfriend accusingly.
"Save it", she said before I could speak. "You were 3 seconds from losing. I saved you."
I blinked at her a couple of times, and then gave her a lazy grin. "Did I mention I love you, babe?"
She shot me a smug grin, and then returned to her magazine again. And me? I kissed the top of her head, and then ate up my bagel.
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