Wrong bathroom

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A/N: So I hope the first few days of 2024 has been treating you all nicely. Personally, it's kinda neutral but we're not giving up on being totally crazy this year.
So, please enjoy this chapter I wrote when slightly drunk on apple juice.

Marcia's POV

     Angry? Pissed? Vexed? Annoyed? Frustrated? Emotional? About to kill someone? Someone give me a word to describe my best friend right now.
You know what? All of them.

"Princess, who started it?"

"That guy that gave me the letter and said I was giving an attitude." She answered and removed a pack of wipes from my bag. She began to angrily wipe the puree drips on her face and hair but it wasn't working out.

"You were right. So fucking right." She said.

" About what?"

"My insane crave for attention."

"Princess..."

"No. You were and I've been hella selfish and I don't give a fuck and it's affecting you." She said, taking off her stained shirt.

No no no no NO. She's getting this all wrong. Before I could reply, the door burst open and the delivery guy walked in.

"FUCKING WRONG BATHROOM. GET OUT!!" Princess shouted at him but he didn't budge.

"All of you. Get out." He said sternly not taking his eyes off Princess and I .

All the girls in the bathroom ran out.

"I said YOU leave."

"I came to apologize."

Princess laughed, then wiped her hair again. She picked the hair brush, lipgloss, wipes, and concealer from the bag and set them on the sink.

"You told me I was giving an attitude. You called me a bitch. You stole my apple. You deliberately went all disgusting freaky so you could steal my apple. You made me throw the apple. You made me hit Theo. You made no attempt to stop the food fight. You caused it. You got every one stained but you still look like fresh mint. And you badge into the girls bathroom then say that YOU'RE FUCKING SORRY???"

"You know, when you list out my crimes like that it makes me realize how stupid I acted which is why I need you to forgive me so we can go with no grudges."

"No."

"Princess, PLEASE."

"No."

"Marcia. Help me out."

"Where's my apology?"

"I'm sorry."

"Nope."

"What do I do?"

"Get out." Princess and I chorused.

"I'll do all your homworks."

"Do we look like lazy seventh graders??" I asked him.
He REALLY needed to go so that I could clear Princess's head.

"Ok. I behaved like a huge dick head which I probably am. And I caused a food fight. And I got you both stained. And I was disgusting. And I stole your apple . And I didn't mind my business. And I got you both pissed. I'm sorry. I'm so so so fucking sorry. And I don't care if you kill me right now, but please forgive me first. Ok? I'm sorry."

Princess is definitely going weak after this. That's the thing about her. She likes it when people admit they're wrong.

"Sure. What ever just get out and stop looking at my chest." She said and put on the extra white crop hoodie I brought.

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