"You're an asshole, my friend," the cocky girl smirks, knowing that she's met her match.
"And you're a dick, darling. Nothing is new here," he laughs, knowing that he's met the one girl that isn't like any other.
"You can't call me a dick if I don't have one."
"You don't?"
"Actually, I do. I have a strap on, so you can suck it," she lifts up a too familiar finger to the boy as he just laughs.
"You see, M, you act all big and tough, but we all know that you're nothing but an innocent girl. You act like you've fucked your way around these halls, but we all know you're just a virgin. You act like you can deck out the next person who looks at you funny, but we all know that you wouldn't hurt a fly. Admit it, you're nothing but talk."
"Oh, look at you Mister 'I'm a bad boy because I've been to jail.' Whoever this 'we', that you speak of, is, they also know that you're full of shit. You wouldn't hurt me even if you wanted to. There's no way that you would fight me even if I broke your oh-so-special guitar. Or if I poured syrup all over your car. You wouldn't do anything," she laughs, knowing that she has him beat.
"But you wouldn't do that, because you're too much of a little miss goody-two-shoes."
"Yeah, when was the last time you checked your car, R?"
The boy's face turned pale as if the life was just drained out of him. He darts to the window, looking out to see his beautiful blue Chevy, now drenched in maple syrup and feathers.
The girl sat back and watched as the color flooded back into his face, but the color was read from the anger he was about to release.
"You bitch!" He ran towards her, pushing her up against the wall hard enough to leave bruises in her back. The girl immediately dropped her smile, knowing she crossed the line.
"I hate you," he seethed. "You will fucking pay for what you did. And I will make sure every moment you spent left on this earth will be nothing but a living hell." His face got closer to hers as she could feel the hot breath being blown onto her cheek.
Then, suddenly, he kissed her.
He kissed her like there would be no sun in the morning. He kissed her like his lungs were deflated and the only was he could breathe was by sucking in what air she had left. He kissed her like everything that was wrong with what we call society could be fixed with just a simple kiss. He kissed her as if the moon told him that he could have one final wish, and his wish was to be with her.
"W- what was that?" The flustered girl asked, not knowing what to do know now that she's let her fake macho ego drop to the floor.
"I told you, I will make your life a living hell. And once you fall in love with me, well sweetheart, that's the biggest hell there will be," he smirked at her before gently pulling her off of the wall. He simply blew her a kiss, before opening the door and walking away, leaving her with nothing but the ghost of his lips still burning on her skin.
