cassette tapes [rough draft]

tape two

dane was walking home when the note fluttered out of his backpack. 

here's another one for you 

a. c. s 

looking in his backpack, he pulled out the small cassette tape. tapping it, he hurried home, to pop the tape in stereo. laying back on his bed, he crossed his arms under his head and waited for the tape to start playing. 

static played briefly 

the girl cleared her throat, before saying anything. "hey dane," she said, her voice cracking. "so today, i failed an english essay. it wouldn't have been that big of a deal except ben o'brian stole my paper. he's such a creep, god. and every girl thinks it to. it's rumored that he snuck a camera into the girl's locker room and watched them changing. then, he sent a note to some of the girls saying that he liked their stuff and he wanted to screw them. it was disgusting. 

she let out a short sardonic laugh. 

"my mom is just driving me up the wall. yesterday she wanted me to babysit for her when she knew that i had to work two part time shifts back to back! i swear, someday i'm going to kill her." 

dane blinked briefly coming away from the noise. she'd sounded dead serious, and dane worried that this unknown girl would actually go through with her innermost thoughts. 

"-and today you were with that girl, you know the one with the tips of her hair dyed purple. really classy, real classy. my boyfriend is an absolute dick. he has no respect for personal space and he's always making some excuse to touch me. it's a real sore subject."

there was a loud banging noise and vaguely a girl screaming in the distance. when her voice came back on it was slow, drawling, and irritated. "well, it sounds like my brother pushed one of my sisters down the stairs again. until next time." 

brief static filled the air again before the tape clicked off. 

dane blinked, laying back, his head once again full of thoughts about the girl.