"Connor!" I yelled down the hallway. I shoved past the people giving me judgemental looks and rolled my eyes. "Connor wait up!" Connor turned towards me with a heavy sigh. "What's up Ava?" "Don't what's up me. You didn't tell me you were with Camilla!" I huffed. Connor ran his hand through his hair wearily. "Am I? I don't know that anymore." I gaped at him. "What...what do you mean? Hold up! Is this related to the problem Cam told me about?" Connor's eyes grew wide. "She told you? She fucking told you? What the fuck? I trusted her!" He swore loudly.
I'm pretty sure my eyes had grown so big it took up half of my face now. I gasped at him, "Connor...you swore you lil' nincompoop! Ohy gosh you swore how could you? And you swore twice! Twice like the number? How could you? Twice like two! And two times is a lot! Connor I thought you were better than that you have disappointed me. Oh disappointment is such an odd topic isn't it like disappointment oh wait it's an emotion too! Like happiness, sadness, anger, stuff like that! Talking about stuff, the other day-" I was can I add, very rudely interrupted by Connor.
"Umm... Ava what did Camilla tell you?" He sighed deeply. "Well...she just told me you guys have been really distant of late and that she knows it's because of a problem in which she did NOT tell me what it was. Yea... She's really sad Con." I frowned at me. Connor gritted his teeth and ran a hand through his soft blonde hair.
"She didn't tell you? Dammit." I looked at him suspiciously, "please tell me what your problem is..." I begged silently. Connor stared hard at me. In fact, he stared so hard, I started to feel a little scared of what he was going to do next. "Connor... Your amazingly blue eyes is creeping the peanut butter crackers out of me!" I squealed like a little girl. Well, that didn't make sense, I am a little girl. Kinda little anyway... Then I clamped a hand over my mouth after realising that I just called the foxbrain's eyes amazing. Stupid Ava.
"You think my eyes are amazing? Why thank you Ava but I am perfectly aware of that fact. Although a compliment from you is probably as likely as bird shit falling into a pool. "Connor drawled out with a smirk.
I looked at him confusingly and furrowed my eyebrows, "but Connor, bird poop," I mentioned with a pointed look at him, "falls into pools really often...at least for me." I mumbled the last part. Connor chuckled, "yes you moron. That's why I said that. You probably think that everything is 'nice'. Oh and Ava? Not everyone has a pool like you." I blushed, not thinking that his ears could catch the last part of my sentence.
"Well well well, what do we have here? The new girl with Connor Anderson? Tryna' catch his attention you pathetic girl?" A nasally, high-pitched voice cut into me and Connor's conversation. I whirled around, only to meet with a pair of smug, dark brown eyes.
"I'm Alixia Chloe Gracia. Head cheerleader." She announced with an eye roll. In my direction. I looked to the ground meekly. "You bitch, look up at me when I'm talking to you!" She snarled. Literally snarled. Well, she looked attractive... But I hate people swearing. "Hating makes you ugly." I stated, then looked at her pitifully. "Oh wait, too late." Connor guffawed out loud. Alixia's mouth opened wide and she gasped. "You are such a bitch!" I pursed my lips, "Is that the only word in your vocabulary? Pity, there ain't no vaccine against stupidity." Alixia looked completely lost and on the verge of murdering me. Oops, but she swore, what was I supposed to do? "You watch out you miserable whore!" She spat at me, venom lacing her voice. I sighed, "yes I do agree I'm pretty miserable to even talk to you..."
Connor fell to the floor laughing so hard. I grinned at him, "get up you dweeb!" He got up, dusted himself and. Started laughing again. Alixia glared at me so furiously, if looks could kill, I would be six feet under, or more. "No one insults me and gets away with it. Do you understand you slut?" She hissed at me. I nodded, then paused and have her a confused look. "But Alixia, in order for you to insult me, I have to value your opinion first... But nice try though." Alixia growled, hah! She growled, what is she? A bear? Come to think of it, the hair and face does resemble a bear, a grizzly one maybe. "Connorrrrr, look at how she's bullying meeeee..." Alixia purred in what I assumed was supposed to be a seductive voice but made her sound like a dying whale. I gagged. Alixia saw me gagging and scoffed, "please girl, I am ten times hotter than you. I mean, have you seen yourself?" She smirked, thinking that she got me. "Stop calling yourself hot, the only thing you can ever turn on in your life is a microwave." I drawled out loudly.
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Love means nothing
RomanceAva Sabella Brooklyn is a tennis player. She is in the national team, so count her as famous. Ava has a dark past that caused her to build up walls, walls so strong not a single boy has been able to break down. Oh. She hates boys with a burning pass...