Curse You Cupid

Hazel Nut Case

Dedicated to tazie123

Do you now that really awkward feeling you get when you're playing Russian Rolette and you just know that the next trigger is gonna splatter your brains out on the floor? That was how I felt pulling into the student parking lot of the school and this stupid crop top showing my midriff wasn't making a damn thing better.

Honestly, I felt uncomfortable in my own skin (then again, it was high school, what the hell was I supposed to expect?).

I glanced over at Abi who was meddling with the lock of brown hair that hung down her face. I've known this girl for so many years and I do not and I repeat do not understand how one person can be so happy and savage all in one. I mean, school was pretty shitty but she always found something amusing about the long lectures, the nasty cafeteria food and yes, I must regrettably admit, she found something amusing about boys.

"Vitch? What you staring at? Let's Go!" she punched me on the arm and motioned to the door of the driver's seat. And, what can I say, she was right, we needed to go. It was our first day of senior year and as I had planned- no scenes which meant I had to play along with every stupid rule although I may not have necessarily agreed with it.

I grabbed my leather jacket that had been laying on a pile of ketchup packets (I never eat those nasty things) and exited the car with my best friend. The stench of death lingered in the air but it was no surprise, I was gonna die. I just knew it.

"Hey, Lee, am I boring?" did she just punch me, I think she just punched me.

"No, who the hell told you that?" I made a 'like seriously face' at her while rubbing my shoulder. Damn this girl packed a killer punch!

"Jack. He said I was boring and that's why he broke up with me" she spoke absentmindedly while twirling the stands of hair that played on her face.

Before I could respond by telling her what an ass wipe jack really was I saw Vie. She was my best friend too. She was the type of person that if she wasn't your friend you would want her to be your friend. Personally I thought that she could be the leader of the world's most notorious mean girl gang but hey, that's just what I thought.

"Vitch, Jack is an Asshole. Screw him who needs Jack? You got us. Me and Lee, we got your back baby. Right Lee?"

"That's right Vie. And if he comes around here, I'm gonna whoop his ass out of one of these big ass text books they got lying somewhere up in here then I'm gonna send his ass to Hades. He'll have fun with Eaton."

"What is your beef with your brother woman? We simply can't understand it!" Abi asked me between laughs.

"I mean, he's so sweet!"

"Abigail Lockhart, do not even start with me this morning. Do you even know what the little prick did this morning?" Honestly, visiting at my house and seeing him from day to day and not actually living with him makes him seem like such an angel.

"Nope, but I'm sure you're gonna tell us." Vie clutched her math book to her chest and smirked.

"Damn right I am. He called P!ATD a ruckus. I mean, who the hell does that? P!ATD is life. Wait, screw that, Brendon Urie is life!"

By now my "best friends" were cracking up which means they didn't see it as good enough reason to be upset.

"Please" Abi started, "Tell me you" she was cracking up between words "you didn't hurt him?"

Not yet...

I shot her a "shut up" look and she bit back a laugh.

"Trust me, when I hurt him you'll kno...... WTF???!!" My original sentence trailed off into a dozen swears a second when something hard collided with my oh so under developed "chest" (breasts lol).