Lunch - Day 2

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[Date written- Feburary 20]
[Word Count- 504]

"Hey, Y/N, get over here!"

'Jesus christ,' I thought, 'that scared the hell out of me!' After I walked over to the same table I had been yesterday, where Minx and Schlatt sat. Schlatt was smirking because he saw that he fucking scared me.

I sat down where I had sat before, with a sigh.

"Hey, Minx, did anyone invite you to that party?"

"No, Schlatt, because I-"

"Damn, guess you can't go.."

I snickered a little, knowing he was definitely just messing with her again. I thought she knew too, but guessing by her quick motion to pick up a fork, she did not. Or she didn't care. Either way, she started yelling at him.

"I organized the fuckin thing!"

Schlatt was either a hundred percent serious, or good at completely hiding any humor in his voice;

"Well but you weren't invited."

A laugh slips out, despite me trying to act serious in the situation, mostly because it made it funnier.

"Something funny?!"

I covered my mouth with my hand, trying as hard as I could not to laugh at her anger over a small thing. I shook my head, slightly scared of her, but more scared of the fork.

"M-minx... I'm sure he's joking!"

I hesitantly said, holding back a laugh.

"Plus, you invited me, so if you aren't invited, then, I don't get to come either."

I see Schlatt roll his eyes and then look over to the conversation i was having with Minx.

"Alright, fine, Minx, you can go I guess."

Then she mumbles something under her breath, something along the lines of; 'that's what I thought, you dumb cunt.'

Everytime I'm around those two, I just wonder why they spend so much time around each other, because it kinda seems like they despise each other.

Unfortunately, as I'm about to ask, Minx starts talking to me.

"So, Y/N, party? I'll just text you about it, okay?"

I nod quietly, knowing how few minutes are probably left of lunchtime.

"Oh, by the way, Schlatt-"

Minx turns to him, and her tone shifts from her angered one to a mocking one.

"Our friend, Y/N, invited Wilbur Soot."

I mean, yeah, I did, but I don't get why she said it the way she did. Then Schlatt look to me, checking if shes lying.

"Well, yeah, you said it was okay if I did, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, Y/N. Schlatt is just good friends with him."

"What do you mean by 'g-"

I try to ask, before I'm interrupted by Schlatt.

"MINX, for the last fucking time! You just heard a very out of context joke!"

And so another argument starts. I just sit and watch what happens, since I dont know enough about anyone to chime in, until the bell makes its annoying call.

"Y/N, dont be late, or I'm gonna lock you out!"

Hah... okay, Schlatt. Good joke. I mean, assuming it's a joke. Its probably a joke.

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