chapter eight
blonde with a temper
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ZADIE JOGGED TOWARDS THE BLONDE WALKING AHEAD OF HER, when she reached him she put his hands on his shoulders to slow him down. He turned around and pushed her off, making her stumble back as she wasn't expecting it.
"GET OFFA ME! EXTRA!" He held up his hand, tiny explosions crackling in his palm.
"Whatcha gonna do, hm? Blow me up?" She rolled her eyes and walked beside him, unwrapping a tootsie pop that Tsunotori gave her.
"Tch, yeah."
"Get expelled if you want to," She shrugged her shoulders and cracked her knuckles, "but I'm not goin' down without a fight."
"I'll just put fire in your face." He smirked before putting his hand in front of her face and letting a few explosions go off, making her flinch lightly. "Betcha you'll run like a pussy then."
"I'm afraid of using my quirk on fire. Not fire itself." She rolled her eyes, pushing him with her shoulder to make him walk on the road instead of the sidewalk.
A silence filled the air but there was no tension, it wasn't as awkward as any of the others. It was more like a comfortable silence between the two.
"I'm just gonna be honest... I don't know how to keep a conversation going." Zadie blurted out,
"Figured. You rely on teasing and smart comments, not helpful in civil conversations." He said, kicking a rock as he walked.
"How do you do it?"
"What?"
"How do you keep conversations going?" She bent down and grabbed a handful of dirt before turning it into a doll.
"You're asking me?" He turned to look at her, a surprised expression found its way onto his face but it was short-lived as he returned to his blank appearance and shot her a soft glare.
"Is there anyone else with blonde hair who's freakishly tall for no reason?" Grabbed another handful of dirt but turned it into a toy car this time.
The blonde decided not to question what she was doing, "First off, I'm average height. Second, why are you asking me?"
"Cause I wanna keep talking to you, duh. You don't seem like the type to start a conversation, so it's on me."
"I start conversations when I want to." He scoffed,
"I want you to want to. Like, right now."
"No. I don't wanna talk to you, burn victim."
"Now what if I opened up to you about my trauma and you're just making fun of it." Zadie raised a brow,
"Shouldn't have opened up after talking to me twice... Freddy Kruger."
"Eat shit and die, Cindy."
"Eat shit and live, Freddy."
"Well, then I hope my future girlfriend has scat kink."
"What the fuck? Eugh."
"Eat shit and live, right?" She smirked, grabbing onto a pole and spinning herself around it.
"That's disgusting- You're disgusting."
"Thank you, I try." She took a bow before running up to a stop sign and jumping up to slap it.
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FanfictionZADIE MATSUI is the eldest daughter of the CEOs of the Hero Commission, KIYOKO AND KIYOSHI are five year old twins who have seen the worst in humanity before they could even wipe their drool off of their chins. After finding them on a hot summer day...
