"I can't believe you people are eating that..."
"So gross...."
"Suffering....."
"I am going to throw up..."
"I think I threw up...."
"I am going to faint...."
The queen bee and her minions stated preferably, grossed by our really hot, well-baked, large mouthwatering pepperoni pizza the girls and I sat consuming unbothered.
Kind of entertained by their dramatic reaction, though.
We were inside their living room on their couch having slices of pizza while all the girls sat or stood before us, watching in disgust or shock. Jaws literally dropped.
Isabelle was seated on the carpet, looking at us grinning. She looked like a child with her feet crossed in an M, and her hands dashed on them, and the rim glasses did help.
"Hey, can I have a slice-" she began, then got interrupted by Brooklyn and her impudent.
"No! You are not having that disgusting, unhealthy junk!" I rolled my eyes at her. "Ugh, eww!"
"It's just pizza, not junk. Maybe if you had some, you wouldn't be looking like an ostrich-"
"Remember whose house you're at!" She barked.
I placed my hands up in surrender while holding my slice of pizza.
"I am leaving," one of the many girls said, then four stood and left, leaving the others looking at us with the same astound or disgusted looks.
"You sure you don't want to have any?" Chole asked, pushing a slice forward and wiggling it with an evil smirk.
"It's reallllly good," Ashley followed, holding back her head and shoving one inside her mouth.
"No!" She shouted, then scoffed in disbelieve, turning around to her minions.
I looked at the side couch and saw two girls and one was braiding one while she texted on her phone.
"I saw that Richmond pig today," I heard Brooklyn hissed, talking to the girls.
"No way. I saw her too with Jerald. So amateur of him to move on so quickly to her.." whose Jerald?
"She is definitely not it. And her to even come to you about him is just sickening. You know if she ever tries that again, only know I got your back Brooklyn, and trust me that fat gourmand won't last long with him," minion two said in the most threatening but yet girly voice ever.
"Have you seen what she wore today?" Minion one asked.
"Yeah, it's like she got them from the dollar store or the dump..."
"It's such a shame, Jerald-"
"ENOUGH WITH JERALD!" Brooklyn snarled bitterly at the girls. "It's that trash Kourtney is the problem. Kourtney Richmond, who names their child that!?" She scolded, making a disgusted face.
"Yeah, who does? Totally unprofessional..."
"My aunt's name is Kourtney, and my seventh cousin is Ri-" Minion two cuts herself when Brooklyn shot, her a death glare. "Yeah, I mean, it's a shit ass name...who names their child that?"
Brooklyn hummed with her arms crossed, looking pleased that her friends were on her side. "I definitely will bite her nipples off and spit them in her face the next time I see her! OMG, I hate her so much!" She did a little girly irritated scream.
Ooh.
I cleared my throat. NOT THE NIPPLES!
Their conversation went to how poor Kourtney, was. How of a bitch, slut, whore, and douche she was, and how she didn't deserve someone like Jerald.
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Dare Kings
RomantikIt all started at the mall when three typical bad boys that relished doing crazed dares for fun targeted three girls to do one of their dares on, which caused combat between the two groups, making them rival enemies. Thinking it was the last time s...
