Right after Levi left, there was a short moment of silence where Terulah was looking at Aeryn with the blanket draped over her head, Denise was looking at Terulah suspiciously, Ivana was also staring at Aeryn, and Aeryn was staring at her nails which she felt she had to get done to change the black nail polish to nude medium-length nails.
"Well," The red-haired girl started, "I honestly need to know why You both are staring at me like that, and why the black dude is looking at Terulah like he's trying to make out her brain analogy."
"If you weren't black too," Denise replied, turning his gaze to Aeryn, "I would've been real offended." He finished.
"Pleasure's all mine, niggito." At this, Ivana scrunched up her face in confusion. Denise booped her nose.
"I'm Denise, and the munchkin on my lap is Ivana," He started, and Ivana rolled her eyes at him. "Don't worry, you don't need to introduce yourself. Little Miss Terulah has said enough, and you're kind of a prodigy in Burns High so..."
"Terrie. What have you been saying about me?"
"I haven't been saying anything bad, I promise. They even think I'm gay because of how I talk about you!"
"I honestly wouldn't mind, I mean. You're like, really hot or whatever," Aeryn said, giving her a glance.
Denise and his munchkin burst into laughter at Terulah's redness.
"I am done with all you people," She said, getting up from the couch and moving out of the lounge. "Aeryn, you better get your butt in our dorm right now." She said from outside, earning an "ooh" from Ivana and Denise.
"Alright, loungemates, I'm outta here. See you guys later." She said, saluting them and going out of the room.
She followed Terulah into their room, and closed the door behind them.
"So... there's so much we have to do, but we're going to The Hang at around 7 today." Terulah said, tying your hair up in a ponytail.
"What in God's name are we going to do at The Hang? Dude, I need to sleep. I'm tired." Aeryn said exasperatedly, jumping on her bed.
"Girl, you're back. You need to give a grand entrance. Stop being a stuck-up." Terulah said, organizing Aeryn's stuff at one side of the room and removing her clothes from her suitcase.
"Ugh."
They proceeded to pack everything, lay the beds, Terulah using a white bedsheet with sunflowers, and Aeryn using beige with geometric neutral tones.
They ended up with the room looking like someone puked androgyny juice on one side of the room, and pretty minimal princess juice on the other.
"Now," Terulah started, and Aeryn already knew she was about to analyze her appearance, "You're going to fix your nails, and your hair is already freshly braided and it looks as fierce as you are, so then we're.... okay you keep yourself looking hot every time so it actually means there's absolutely nothing we can do about your face. That sucks. You should deliberately look ugly one day so I can do a whole makeover on you." She finished, pouting.
"Honey, you know that's impossible. I'm stunning even when I'm supposed to look like a wet rat." Aeryn was quite a confident person. She had parents to remind her of that. And a mirror.
"Shut up."
In the end, Aeryn had her fixed beige painted medium nails, which Terulah so professionally had fixed, with her fixing Terulah's french tips for her. She wore black Nike air sneakers, cream coloured cargo pants with a matching open buttoned jacket, and a black cropped top which ended just below her belly button. She was already wearing her silver chain connected earrings (which she had her ears pierced at multiple places just so she could get them) and the one at her ear lobes were a bit long with one butterfly each at the end, and a matching silver chain necklace with a butterfly locket. She also had multiple silver rings. You would look at her and wonder why she was so obsessed with silver.
She didn't know.
She released her hair from the ponytail, and let it flow down to her waist. She decided to curl a few of the tips. With Hot water.
Being black was amazing.
Terulah let her wild wavy hair flow, and wore a white baggy cardigan with skinny jeans and grey converses. She had a tiny pearl necklace and little hoop earrings, and one white plastic ring on her right index finger. She was quite the minimalist, and it showed everywhere.
On arrival at The Hang, everyone stopped their chatter, stopped, created a path, and stared. Terulah rolled her eyes.
"You're back and now they're going to do this thing all over again. I thought being around Mateo was enough. They do this with him too." She said, facepalming.
"Well, darling, we're going to have to endure it. Let's go. If life gives you lemons.." She started, waiting for Terulah to give her response.
"Make Lemonade, drink it, and piss it out." Terulah groaned, having to add the two other actions Aeryn forced her to add every time she said the proverb.
They made a beeline for the counter, and bought two smoothies; lemon and pineapple for Aeryn, and blueberry for Terulah.
They sat at a table.
"Hey, Terrie-" Aeryn was cut off by the lights going down and everybody going quiet.
"What in the void fucking universe of bullshit is happening?" She asked, honestly pissed.
Just then red led lights came on, and music came on, and she quickly realized the song which had just ominously started playing.
After hours by The Weeknd.
Then she saw a male and female come in the middle of the place, with a spotlight shining on them. The guy was just wearing grey Calvin Klein boxers. And boy, were they tight. And the female was wearing... Guess?
A shimmering gold lingerie set.
"What the fuck is this?" Aeryn said, weirded out. "I knew coming here was going to be terrible. Terulah!" Poor Terulah was just shocked, mouth agape, staring at the horrific sight before her.
The dancers, dancing oddly provocatively against each other, suddenly turned to Terulah and Aeryn's table and started to stalk closer. Aeryn and Terulah backed close to the window at the end of their couch seats which were opposite each other.
"No way. No fucking way." Aeryn whispered in pure terror as the dancers climbed their rather large table, with the guy going in Aeryn's direction, and the other going in Terulah's. The guy bent down to Aeryn's eye level and winked at her. She found the guy's FACE rather attractive, but his facial expressions could be likened to those of Voldemort. The guy placed his hands on either side of Aeryn's chair, and continued his scary suggestive movements which matched the rhythm of the song, and at some point, he lay on the table, and did some weird flowy movement like he was-
As the omniscient narrator, I am getting scarred trying to describe the horrific scene. Please forgive my slightly asexual ass.
On the flip side of the coin, Terulah was getting touched and scarily, licked on her face by the girl dancer. And nice belly dances which had Aeryn wondering why she was so rigid but Terulah was just outright terrified.
At the end of the horror show, Aeryn had seen her poor smoothie being drank and poured on from the guys chest by the girl, and Terulah's smoothie was assaulted the same way, but vice versa, to their horror. And very weird dance moves. From then on, Aeryn never saw grey calvin klein boxers the same again.
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Novela Juvenil"Aeryn? Why would I want to leave you?" "Because," I began, "Maybe- no, definitely -you'll see me for the weak, selfish person I truly am." I said shakily, giving a soft but depressing chuckle. He stared right at me. Through my front. "You're right...
