You don't know who you are messing with...

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Adora sat down at the lunch table next to Bow and Glimmer. "Glimmer move your jewish ass bible out of the way! I need to put my tray down!" Glimmer snickered. "Do you think I give a shit-"

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚔!

"....Ok, sit down..."

Bow looked up at Adora. "You know, karma will get you one day, Adora."

"Shut the hell up Bow. That's why your dad's named you after a tool, because you let people use you. Now give me your tater-tots!" 

All of a sudden, the whole lunchroom gasped! Even Mermista. "Oh my gooosh! Is that Rickyy?!" Mermista said trying not to faint. "Oh my gosh! I heard he got expelled from five schools for drug dealing and fights! Soooooo hoooot!" 

A 7 foot tall shirtless guy with jeans, short black hair, and a tatoo that said 'You thought you could be my bitch?'

Adora burst out in laughter. "Why does that goofy ahh white kid look like some emo furry 8th grader from 2007!" 

Despite Adora's oppinions, almost all the girls crowded over Rickyy, besides Glimmer and Adora. "Glimmer I thought you said your type was tall white dues with black hair? Shouldn't you be crowding over Rickyy like the rest of those girls?"

"Rickyy wrote on his story that Jews hate black people. That same week my family had to leave our house and drive to Arkansas to avoid the mobs."

"Haha! That would you guys deserve-er I outgha teach those girls that Rickyy aint the hottest boy. Imma slap those goofy ahhh bangs off his eyes." Adora walked up to Rickyy, pushing other girls out of the way.


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