High Hopes.

The Hope High Massacre.

Carlyle

'Dude c'mon! Eating those grilled bacon cheese burgers is a religious practice. If i don't get one now i'll be defying the burger Gods!'

'Shut up, dude. Mira is still on the toilet. She told us to wait for her.'

And just as i answered our gingerhead friend, Miracle opened the girls' restroom door and stepped out. From her face alone, i could tell she pretty much redid her entire make up look because that idiot fell asleep for so long that one of her fake lashes ended up sticking on her cheek. How she even got it to stick there? No idea.

'Sorry i had you two wait. I know how much you love those grilled bacon cheese burgers Margeaux.'

'Yea? Well, we are already too late to buy one anyway. They are definitely sold out by now.' Margeaux sniffles as he dramatically slumps his head on my shoulder. I let him stay like that for just a few seconds before shrugging him off with a grunt.

'Well... since i kinda knew this would happen.. i came prepared.' She opened her bag and whipped out a grilled bacon cheese burger tightly wrapped in aluminium foil.

'Oh my god.. Mira, you angel! Miracle you're a.. well.. Miracle!' He cheered as Miracle gave him the burger. He opened it and we watched him with horror as he gobbled the entire thing up in about 3 bites.

'...What? Told you i eat this religiously.'

'Right.. whatever. Suddenly i'm not hungry anymore. And you, Mira?'

'After watching him eat like that was the last grilled bacon cheese burger on earth? Hell no. If i eat now i'll throw it right back up. Thanks, Margeaux.'

'Whatever, fuck you guys. At least i got a nice meal.'

Those two kept on bickering while we continued walking down the halls of Hope High. A nice public school with good classes and most students feeling quite alright going here. Nothing really special about our school in particular.

Right when turning a corner, Margeaux who was on the far right bumped into the back of popular jock Riette. A French boy who everyone drools for because he's, well, French. He doesn't even have an accent, which makes people's obsession with him even more stupid.

And of course, one of those stupid people is Miracle. She watches in awe as Riette turns around confused.

'R-Riette! Sorry man, wasn't really looking where i was going..'

'Oh. Well, it's alright. Just watch out okay?'

'Yea, right. Sorry again.' And with that we quickly continued walking past him and his group of popular friends.

'He's so dreamy.. oh and did you see his muscles?! God, how i would love to lick those man tits of him all over-'

'Mira, no. Please, no. I'll seriously drop kick you if you keep talking like that.' I nearly gagged in response to her Frenchmen occupied fantasies.

'Well sorry. I just can't help it! I swear i'll ask him out soon. But you two gotta help me!'

'Why would we help you? He's kind of a jerk that knows that he's hot so he sleeps around quite often. Why not try to get in his pants just once or twice instead?'

'Youre not making it any better, Margeaux-'

'Okay actually, you're right. I'll get in his pants, and he wouldn't get enough of me! Then when he's obsessed with me i'll play along and then dump him in the end instead! You know, dump the dumper!'

'Mira that's genius!'

'It's really not-'

'Let's try it out tommorow then! I will need to wear something sexy, something snatched. Then he wouldn't be able to take his eyes off of me! He'll fall in love at first sight!'