Nia Fraizer swiftly wandered down the hall to her locker, her short stumpy high heels clicked against the lino flooring. Once she reached her locker, she slid her notebook in place along with her history text book. Her curled brown hair bounced as she started walking to the cafeteria.
Kendall Vertes was already waiting in the cafeteria eating some salad she had brought from home along with some carrot sticks and a plastic bottle full of water. Of course it was somewhat easier to buy lunch but Kendall was a picky eater and couldn't stand the 'nutritious' food the school provided.
The African-American girl entered the large room where everyone was already eating, she did her usual routine of sucking up to some nobody and getting their lunch in return for her talking to him/her. Today her meal was a BLT sandwich and some coke.
"Guess what Kendall." Nia smiled across the table at her best friend.
"What's so amazing today?" Kendall replied in her monotone voice, chewing on one of her carrot sticks.
"I got asked out by Hunter! I mean I'm obviously not going to actually go out out with him, he can pay to take me to the cinema I'm broke right now, I really want to see the new Adam Sandler movie, and then I'll just ignore him," Nia droned on about her plan.
"Good for you. I hope your happy breaking someone's heart," Kendall snapped.
"Arn't you happy for me Ken? I mean he has no heart so it doesn't matter."
"Yes, I'm happy for you," Kendall turned away from Nia, looking back at the freshman table.
"Are you ok Kendall? Look at me!"
"Yes I'm fine." The chocolate brunette whipped her head around to face Nia again.
"I know there is something wrong, I've known you since we were in kindergarten. What the fuck is wrong?" Nia was getting impatient now.
"If I told you, you would kill me."
"Come on what is it, Kendall." The popular girl was now very irritated by the picky girl. She had raised her voice, a few students turning around to look at what was happening.
"I'm sick of you getting all the boys, Nia, you come here every lunchtime and you have another boy latched onto your good looks. How many of them are you dating, something like 17. None of them ever want me, I'm the one they always come to before asking you out. When Hunter came up to me yesterday I thought he wanted to ask me out. I was wrong because everyone loves you. Yes, Hunter does have fuckboy traits but that doesn't mean you can use him and break him once your done. They always go for you, none of them are ever interested in me. Never," Kendall had tears welling up in her eyes, her cheeks were rosy red and her nose was starting to run.
"Kendall. is that rea-"
"No, I'm just being an idiot. Forget that." Kendall saw the look of hurt in Nia's gaze and immediately stopped herself.
"Kendall, I can go and break up with all of those stupid boys if that's how you feel."
"I'm just sick of getting the boys you reject, so... how about we play a little game?" Kendall said after pondering for a few moments.
"Um, Kendall what do you mean?"
"I'm suggesting we see who can get Blake quicker with PiCkUp LiNeS."
Blake Hart would have been the schools prom king yet whilst mid game at a football match he broke his foot and could not attend prom, therefore the crown was passed onto Hunter. Kendall was known to have a crush on him but alike others, his eyes were all for Nia.
Nia tightened her ponytail before speaking, "Game on, princess."
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[A/N] I've decided to bring back this story because I thought the plot line was so cute (although I had to change, like, everything).
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Pickup Lines || Nia Fraizer and Kendall Vertes
أدب الهواةIn which two girls have a contest over getting a guy only using PiCkUp LiNeS ©2016 dancersfiction