𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓, chris sturniolo

3.

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''does that look like a salad to you?!'' courtney yelled at chris, as she sent him to get her lunch.

''well i said "give me a salad"  and she gave me that!'' he replied.

meanwhile the two argued, the rest of the group was just laughing at them and their conversation. veronika and chris didn't speak to each other after what happened that morning, nor were they trying to. even though she wasn't on friendly terms with him, she was with the others. she was slowly blending into the group.

''this is anything but a salad! right veekee?'' courtney asked, inviting the girl to join the argument.

''fuck a salad, this ain't even a veggie mix.''

''you shut your mouth, why is she even sitting here?'' chris asked the others, throwing them all an annoyed look.

''because we need another girl in the group.''

''because she also has an attitude.''

''because she doesn't treat me like i have fucking chronic fatigue.''

veronika giggled at their responses, appreciating that she's welcomed in the group.

chris scowled. ''i wasn't expecting actual answers. fuck you all.''

''go and get me-'' courtney started, before getting interrupted.

''eat the shit that you fucking ordered, i'm not going back.''

chris echoed, harshly sliding the food plate towards her, with the intention to get it near her, but instead the food fell on her. the girl immediately gasped in shock, and so did veronika. nick's eyes played ping pong as they went from courtney to chris every couple seconds, his jaw dropped.

''before you two start, let me just record this real quick..'' matt demanded, pulling out his phone and opening the camera app.

''guys-''

before nick could even finish his sentence, courtney grabbed the plate and threw it and chris, cursing at him in spanish. chris obviously yelped in pain, as it hit his stomach. nick's hand quickly went to cover his mouth, as his head turned away.

''the fuck was that for?!'' chris yelled at her, his hand on the spot where he got hit.

''the fuck was this for!?'' courtney replied with the same tone, tugging at her shirt to show the food chunks and stains on her.

in the meantime, veronika ran to her gym locker to help a girl out, to give her a PE t-shirt, as the two continued to argue.

the thing was, this was nothing unusual.

since the two stopped the little conflict, nick tried to reach out to courtney.

''you want one..?'' he asked awkwardly, handing her a packet of napkins.

''napkins ain't gonna do shit.'' the girl stated the obvious, but still grabbing the packet of napkins.

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''where is it... oh my god...'' veronika spoke to herself while trying to find her PE shirt, but it looks like it either got stolen, or a monster ate it. there's no in between. she literally checked her whole locker for it but no use. the locker might've had fallen on top of her when she hit it so hardly, hearing a male voice outside the changing room.

''need help over there, shorty?'' the boy asked with a smile, leaning over the door. he was wearing a lacrosse uniform, with his number and surname. just like every other lacrosse uniform. he was holding his stick in his right hand. it looks like he came from practice.