Circles | Marcanne

Prologue

Marcy's head was to the ground and her hands were stuffed in her pockets as she walked through the school hallways.

It was Monday and she wasn't exactly energized enough to interact with anyone so early in the morning, especially after a long night spent playing video games. So, she tried to keep to herself as best as she could.

But with a building filled with dumb rowdy teenagers, it was hard not to bump into anyone or not interact with at least one person. As kids shuffled around her and she shuffled around others. What annoyed her most though, were the large groups of kids blocking the hallways, but she managed to squeeze past them too.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, which immediately drew her attention to it as she pulled it out to check what the notification was, a small part of her hoping it was a Webcomic update.

But it wasn't.

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Sashy 🫶
princess, where are you???

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Marcy resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but the creeping smile on her face showed she wasn't annoyed by the girl.

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Sashy 🫶
princess, where are you???

Mars 🫣
stop calling me that
and idk? near the science classes I think
yk like the labs

Sashy 🫶
nahhh I have no clue what you're going on about
OFC IK THEYRE THE LABS

Mars 🫣
sheesh ok
just making sure
yk since you're like blonde I didn't want you to be lost

Sashy 🫶
quite the jokester you are
Anyways I'm heading on over, be there in a bit princess 🤪

Mars 🫣
k don't lose any more brain cells on the way here

Sashy 🫶
🖕

Mars 🫣
gross, no thanks 👎

Sashy 🫶
I'd say you're annoying
but ofc you got it from me so, I taught you well

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Before Marcy could reply to the text message, she felt someone tap her shoulder, which made her whirl around to see who it was, only to be met with the unnatural blonde she had just been texting.

"Hey, prin—"

"Shut up, you're annoying." Marcy said, rolling her eyes before shoving her phone back in her pocket since she didn't need it anymore.

Sasha stifled a laugh but quickly pretended to pout soon afterwards, "Harsh, Marcy."

"I think the bleach has finally seeped to your brain," Marcy muttered, making Sasha gasp.

"Dude, what do you mean?! I'm an all natural blonde, okay!" The girl said, her voice growing higher.

Marcy didn't understand why Sasha was so defensive on the topic, but it was amusing anyways.

"That'd be worse if you were, to be honest." Marcy said, continuing to walk, which forced Sasha to follow after her.

"It's not that bad." The blonde tried to defend.