'𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰!'
'𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬...'
'𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫!'
Nellie Jones knew exactly who she was and what she wanted. She was a popular teenage girl. She was...
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IT TOOK ALL TOO long for their English period to arrive, Bethany thought. She'd had a stomach ache over this English test for weeks, she truly couldn't afford to fail English again. She needed her best friend there to assure her everything would be alright.
Like a godsend, Nellie walked around the corner. She was smiling, head held high and shoulders back - perfect as always. Bethany felt herself relax at the sight of the girl, smiling back just as brightly.
She walked into the packed classroom paying little attention to the other people there, her eyes only on her best friend. Bethany had guarded a free spot for her, as promised.
"Hey good looking," Nellie greeted with a wink, sitting down in the chair next to her.
"Hey yourself, I missed you,"
"Oh, darling," Nellie let her head fall back as she mustered up her best trans-Atlantic accent. "No amount of space could ever separate us,"
The two girls giggled, and Bethany swatted her hand towards her friend until they were rudely interrupted by someone.
"Ladies," a stern and unpleasant voice spoke, and they both looked up to see their English teacher. "If you're finished, I'd like to start this test," and she waved the paper in her hand like it was a sort of threat. She was an unpleasant-looking woman, her hair tied back tightly and her mouth always curled downwards in something of a sneer.
"Don't let us stop you," Bethany immediately answered, making Nellie quickly cover her mouth with her hand, trying her hardest to start laughing again.
The teacher scoffed but carried on handing out the papers. It was no secret that she disliked the two teenage girls in her class. Nellie figured it was some kind of internalized misogyny towards them, and Bethany figured she was just a bitch.
Both were partially right.
"If you have received your booklet, your test has started! If I hear another sound coming from any of you, I will fail you immediately,"
The class fell completely silent at an instant, even the tapping of feet and the biting of nails halted for a moment.
"You may begin writing,"
For the last moment, Nellie turned and sent Bethany a meaningful wink, before pulling out her pen and going over the test questions. It wasn't anything she hadn't seen before, and she figured she could have this test done in twenty minutes, at worst.
However, she had her girl to worry about - so instead she pushed her paper to the edge of her table and began writing slowly, and in large lettering. Her eyes shifted ever so slightly, noticing Bethany's pained expression as she tried her best not to lean too far into the pathway. Nellie moved in her seat, attempting to lean in even more.
