* willys pov*
"wonka! over here." i yelled, watching as the dark-haired girl dashed across her bike, sneaking a glance at me and piss, waving.
"oh, so you're friends now?" piss asked, rolling her eyes. "well, thats good, at least she won't ignore me anymore."
"i don't even know if we're friends, she might still hate my ass."
"willy! piss! my two hoes!" wonka says with a dramatic hair-flip.
"wonka, i got you some fries, like i promised." i said, handing her over a bag of juicy potato strips."
"ight, thanks, daddy. holy shit these look good!"
"like you, baby girl."
"ew, incel." i gave out a small laugh at her comment. she took a bite out of one of her fries, then looked back at me. "just a reminder that you're forgiven, but whatever you've done isn't forgotten." "aw, am i really that memorable?" "no." we headed to class, the three of us, and honestly don't know why we're ending up to be this close. i'm confused, but i'm going with it. it kind of annoyed me how wonka was taller than me, she was smarter than me, sometimes even prettier than me, but i'm not jealous. i know i'm better. cause i'm the sexiest bad bitch around, slay.
[ THE VERY FIRST CHAP ON PISS' POV ]somehow, acting was a required subject. alongside with music and arts, it mattered. so we had to do our best, talent or no talent. i was accompanied by willy and wonka, and they got along really well. i'm glad to see that, and i'm glad i get to spend more time with wonka, really! she's just so cool. i've admired her since day 1.
"alright students, we're going to do improv! i'll give you guys a prompt, and feel free to act out the scene." mr. sikowitz announced, and there were nods and murmurs across the class."psst." i whispered to willy, who was of course, distracted and flirting with every girl he sees.
"you're going to do great, you're a pathological liar after all. you act well!"
"i know i'm going to do well, i'm what you call a material girl." he says, turning back to me with a wink. i laughed, and he did the same.
"willy, wonka, and piss! you three are up first."
i gave a nod and headed up the wooden stage with the two. i wasn't really listening."your prompt would be... divorced parents fighting over who's going to get their daughter! willy, you bet he wife-"
"WIFE?!?""wonka, you be the husband-"
"ex husband."
"and piss, you're the child." oh no .
OH
FUCK
NO.
"i keep the child." wonka began, looking stiffer and more stoic than earlier. "you're not even going to take care of her. you're a careless, insolent fool who'd do anything for your wellbeing without thinking about the consequences. no questions."
she stopped, waiting for willy to retaliate. he looked down, then at me, then at wonka and said
"you're not keeping her, piss is staying with me. she's the only thing i have-"
"HAHA only thing you have? you have the women you cheated on me with."
"i never cheated with you, you're just overthinking. you're the one who ignored me for a month-"
"i had my reasons to ignore you. didn't you leave me and piss for a year?"
"it was for business."
"you came back a different person, whatever reason, i don't care."
"no, i love my daughter, please-"
"isn't that what you told me?"
i stared at the two of them, enjoying the drama. wonka paused, then decided to speak again.
"you told me you loved me, then threw me away like i was just a pawn in your silly little game.
"i did love you, i still love you, can we please reconsider this divorce?"
"i'm tired of compromising."
"i'm tired of your big explosions. i'm tired of you walking all over me. i'm tired of you jumping to conclusions, but why do i stay?"
"Stockholm syndrome."
"no, because i love you."
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