♥ Poppy McNichols ♥ | 17 | Senior
Cheerleader. Prom Queen. Heather.
You’re on crack. When we first started hanging out all you wanted to do was fight with me. Uh huh, whatever. [He rolled his eyes, knocking his shoulder against hers to let her know he was kidding. He knew she wouldn’t actually hit him unless he deserved it again so he wasn’t worried about it.] You wouldn’t feel guilty about it anyways as long as you got what you wanted out of it. [He scrunched his nose up at her as he inhaled again, turning his face away so he wouldn’t exhale in her face since he knew it usually irritated him when people did it to him without giving a heads up.] At least if you cut me off I can be happy with my hand for the next couple months. [He groaned when she bit down on his lip, gripping her hip tighter before he realized they were outside the Gala. The one where her mom was and where there were definitely people who would let his parents know what he was doing if they saw him outside wrapped around some girl.] Pops?
And I still do but I never said I was any good at it. But it doesn’t mean I won’t go down without a fight. Bring it. [She raised her fists as if she was getting ready to fight him. As much as she loved being a pain in his ass she didn’t want to actually hurt him. She’d only hit him once before, after they broke up and he was being a jerk to her, and she hated that she’d actually hurt him. Because she never wanted to be one of the people that hurt him just for the hell of it, like his family.] Yeah but id only think about a celebrity over you. I’d feel a little guilty. But it would go away really quick cause it’s not like you didn’t get anything out of it. [She stuck her tongue out at him, before biting her lip as she watched him.] You could always earn back your privileges, you know. [She continued to kiss him, not even realizing where they were or not caring at least until he pulled away.] Yeah?
I’m going to vote a no on that one. Why does it need to entail abuse, though? Rude!
You never vote yes on anything fun. What if I promise not to hit you that hard?
Not even a little, it just hurts like hell.
As long as you don’t cry in front of the girls.
During Cal and Penn’s party, I got my best friend out of the chokey. She left a few weeks after that. I’m not giving up. We won’t be stuck with her for long.
…Did she tell you anything about it? It must have been as scary as it sounds if she didn’t want to come back again. I hope you’re right and that something happens soon.
Yeah, no kidding. My toes are black and blue.
Aww come on. Isn’t it a little flattering?
It’s not just talk… The chokey thing is real… And to be honest, I have no idea how to get people to not be afraid.
Really?…Have you been in it before?…Right. And the more people are afraid the longer we’re stuck with her.
She’s basically just a big bully and she makes me so so angry… And if less people were afraid of her then she wouldn’t have so much power. If everyone fought her, she wouldn’t be around anymore! At least we’re making a little progress. Ditching the uniforms and everything.
Well they do say nice guys finish last unfortunately. But hey, at least they’re the ones who end up getting what they wanted right? How are you gonna get people to not be afraid of her? Especially after all that talk of that chokey thing. She seems like the type of person who could kill someone.
I feel like girls are deliberately stepping on my feet now.
If that’s true girls need to step up their flirting game.
Thank you. It’s nothing really. Nothing big at all. I just kind of decided I wasn’t going to let her ruin the only good thing I’ve got going in my life. Her cover is slipping you say? And yeah… She’s reached a whole new level of creppy I can’t even comprehend.
Well it’s a lot more then most people around here can say. Everyone pretty much walks in the opposite direction when she’s around. That’s a good way to look at it though. Everyone should be able to feel comfortable around here since we’re pretty much stuck. Yeah, a little I think. That’s kinda why we ditched the uniforms.
Oh she hates me. I love pushing her buttons and I’m one of the only people who don’t seem to fear her, so I’m a huge target. I think she was looking for anything to get in me into big trouble. Like suspension trouble, she obviously didn’t find anything though. And, like you said, candles aren’t big enough to get me into trouble.
Wow. Well props to you for sticking it to her. That’s gotta take a lot of guts. But that makes sense, her wanting you out of her way. Especially since her cover’s kinda slipping and she’s having to kiss butt. It’s really creepy that she actually took the time to invade your privacy though.