"Listen here you little shit, you take that back or I swear to God--" he grabbed my arm and i turned around.
"Or you'll what Tomlinson? Kiss me? Right in front of everyone? Anyone can do that!" I yelled.
"Yeah but you'll be digusted for how much of a dyke you are." he yelled back.
"Oh! Says the faggot who sleep with hell a number of men!"
"What the hell! I'm not gay!"
"And I'm no lesbian!"
He is such a pain in the ass! I don't even know what's wrong with him. I'm Naomi George by the way, and that twat is Louis Tomlinson. I've known him for since 6 and guess what we've been like this for the past 13 years.
So we were yelling at eachother in the canteen with hell a number of other students and for a moment until he turned and began to walk away. The real problem started when some asshole threw a cupcake on Tomlinson's head.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" he yelled and looked back and his eyes landed on me. "So you want a food fight you little bitch?"
"Woah! I did not do that!" I defended myself.
"Of course you didn't." he grabbed a plate of spaghetti and threw it to me.
The plate hit my face with the noodle running all over my head. I gasped and tried to stay calm but then i snapped.
"Oh it's on." I grabbed some whatever food was near to me and started throw it at him.
Then chaos started. A lot of us we're throwing food but my aim was Tomlinson. I get hit by a million times, but still, he was my aim. I started to run towards him and attacked him. I slapped him twice and he pushed me away. He tried to do something to me but luckily I grabbed his hands. We're kind of fighting but I was defending myself.
"Stop!" someone shouted but I didn't pay attention and neither was anyone else.
But suddenly sonething was poured at Louis and it also poured on me. It went straight to my mouth and it was mushroom soup. Someone pulled Louis away from me and someone pulled me off the floor.
"Who started this!?" Principal Frickle shouted.
"It was the two homosexuals!" someone from the crowd answered.
"Homosexuals?" he repeated. "And who are they?"
"Honestly she started it." the bastard had to guts to point at me.
"What the--I didn't started it!" I yelled at him.
"Oh stop lying Naomi. Everyone saw it!" he retorded.
"I told you I didn't!" I repeated.
"She didn't started it Mr. Tomlinson." one of the tearchers started. "I don't know who did, but I've been hearing fould words from you two."
"But Ms. Josie--" he explained.
"No buts! I called out Principal Frickle to call you two but when I came back, the food fight started."
"SInce no one started the food fight. Tomlinson, George, come with me."
Louis and I both groaned and followed Principal Frickle to his office. I can feel the aura of Louis of how pissed he was. I hope he can feel mine since he was the one who started this hell of a food fight.
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"Detention, both of you." Principal Frickle reported.
"What?!" we both reacted.
