One shots (Requests welcome)

The Shirts (Guy x Girl)

"Oh. My. God!!!" I flinch as my best friend Euda screams. Looking at what she is fangirling about, I roll my eyes and chuckle. There, in her hands, are two shirts in a neon green. The one in her left hand says 'Queen' with a tiara on top and the other one says 'King' with crown on top. 

I laugh and shake my head. "Get it. It's almost Valentine's day anyway. I'm sure Faren will love it." I walk around her and look at the other couple shirts. Faren was her boyfriend  of one year: two when you count the one where Faren was a girl. Yes he's trans-gender. Get over it.

"But it's not enough." She whines and looks at me with a pouting face and fake tears. Her dark brown hair cut short and died green, making her brown eyes pop out.

"Get him that and something else then. And trust me, he wouldn't care if you gave him anything cause he loves you." She instantly smiles and gives me a huge huge.

"You're so awesome!!"

I roll my eyes and she goes to but the shirts. Turning back around, I look at the variety of shirts. One in particular catches my eyes. The shirts were both black and one was obviously for men while the other was for women. The men's shirts say, in bold, white letter,  "I'm with the bitch" and has a white arrow pointing to the right. The women's shirts are also in bold, white letters and say "I'm with dickhead" and points to the left. ((Picture. :D I really do want these shirts. Too bad I haven't found a guy yet. :( Pooy))

I couldn't stop from laughing. It was so awesome and such a relationship I'd have. My laughter dies down and I just smile at the shirts. Shaking my head, I sigh and turn around.

"You should get 'em."

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!" I yell as Euda stares at me. "How long have you been there?""

"Hmmmmm.... About a minute. A minute and 10 seconds. 11 seconds. 12 seconds. 13 sec-"

"I get it." She grins and loops her arm around mine, a plastic bag hangs from her other one and swings at her movement. "And I'm not getting them. I don't even have someone to wear them with."

"Still, you should get them. And there IS someone you like." She nudges me and wiggles her eyebrows. I groan and shake my head.

"First, he has a girl. Second, we're just friends. Third, I know he doesn't feel the same. And fourth, I wish I had never told you." She rolls her eyes and waves her hand as if to dismiss those excuses.

"First, no he don't. They broke up and he never really liked her. Second, you may say it, but you want more. Third, you don't know that. You can't read his mind or feelings. And fourth, ouch."

"No. Now, let's just go. I want to get myself chocolates so I can eat them tomorrow at school and act like I got chocolates from a guy with Sara." As I pull on her arm, she slips under and searches through the clothes. I tap my foot and fold my arms. She looks like she got swallowed up by the clothes. Her short stature doesn't help when she's shopping and it can get funny. Though, I'm not one to talk, I'm shorter than her 5'3".

"Got them!!!" She tumbles out of the clothes and falls on her butt. Her eyes are wide and she looks slightly stunned. Shaking her head, she stands up, brushes off her butt, and runs to the cash register. 

"What are you doing?" I walk over to her and give her the you-better-not-be-doing-what-I-think-you're-doing look. She just grins and wide smile and nods.

"Buying you and Steven matching couples shirts so you two can get together." She pays, grabs the plastic bag, and pulls on my arm. "Come on, we got to go. I have one more stop to make today."

Tomorrow is going to be horrible. Just great.

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I yawn as I walk into the school's front doors. I got barely any sleep last night, dreading today. My sister even yelled at me about what I was wearing today. Or was going to. She wouldn't let me out of the house till I changed. Thus, I am now wearing black skinny jeans, a black shirt with red roses dripping blood with thorns wrapped around a crimson heart, and black, knee high converse. My gold-blonde hair is lightly curled and my lips are covered in a red lip stick. Midnight blue eyeshadow covers my eyelids as black eyeliner borders my eyes, making my stormy blue eyes pop.