You can pretend you don't miss me.
You can pretend you don't care.
All you wanna do is kiss me .
Oh, what a shame I'm not there.
Bitches Broken Hearts // EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE
Eddie Munson x Female Oc
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THE GOOD STUFF - ( Two )
Ashley sits silently at her table beside Chrissy Cunningham, picking at the food on her plate. She pokes her potatoes with her fork as the cafeteria roars with the sound of talking people. With her mind occupied by the repeated sound of her father's shouting from the night before, she let out a sigh. Beside her, everyone got involved in a conversation, yet she remained isolated.
As the roar of the cafeteria grows louder, one particular voice sticks out. As his words echo through the room, it isn't hard to decipher who it belongs to. Ashely looks up to see Eddie Munson climbing on to the table. As he strides from one end to the other, his long, dark, curly hair sways. He coolly adjusts the cuffs on his leather jacket that sat over his band t-shirt. He wore a smile as he spins around, talking to his friends as they watched him from their spots at the table.
They each returned his smile with one plastered on each of their faces. "But so long as you're into band or science" He says. Then he cups his hands around his mouth and continues the shouting, his words traveling through the cafeteria. "Or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!" His final words are the loudest and gain just about everyone's attention.
As everyone turns to face him Ashley furrows her brows in curiosity, her fork still in her hand. Then, in the corner of her eyes she notices someone stand. She turns her attention to Jason as he stands, a scowl on his face. "You want something, freak?" He shouts.
Ashley watches from afar as Eddie places fingers by the top of his head, forming Devil horns. He stick la his tongue out and mocks the basketball player, earning chuckles from each of his friends.
Jason rolls his eyes and sits back down, but Ashely's eyes remain on Eddie as he drops his hands by his side. Then, his eyes scan the room as if he felt her gaze, his eyes meeting Ashely's curious expression. He smiles lightly, but rather than a genuine smile, it's more of a mocking smirk. He brings his hands up to his mouth again, beginning to shout once more, his voice echoing all the way to the girl's ear.
"Or if you're a little miss perfect cheerleader." He says, eyes not unlocking from Ashely's "With a stick up your ass."
Ashley's curious gaze drops into a frown and she instinctively sticks her hand out, middle finger raised. "Jackass!" She shouts, earning looks from everyone around her.
The two's feud was no secret. It had been on going for ages, so nobody was surprised at their remarks to one another and just went back to talking as Eddie returned the middle finger. Then he stuck out his tongue in a mocking manner, then got down from his spot on the table.
As Eddie's voice falls quiet and no longer echos through the room, Ashley goes back to picking at her potatoes, mentally preparing herself to go and talk to the freak after cheer practice.
