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WANNA PHOTO!
"You suck Kaspbrak!" Veronica yelled, offering her middle finger to him. Eddie had forced her to do compete in a chicken fight, with the teams, Bev and Bill, Stan and Richie, and Veronica and Eddie. The first round had gone pretty good seeing as the girl knocked off Richie in a second. Richie though didn't take it so well and wanted a rematch. The other losers told him after the competition was over. So then after her and Eddie lost to Bill and Bev they had the rematch. Durning the rematch Eddie purposely let go of Veronica letting her fall into the water. This was when they started the splash battle.
"You know I don't suck!" He shot back. Durning the battle Veronica noticed Bill and Bev glancing at each other, causing a smirk to grow.
"Aw,"she quietly said before Richie shoved her under the water. She kicked him, releasing his hold on her head.
"Ah something touched my foot!" Richie shrieked, jumping back at least a foot in the water.
"Where!" the other boys said looking around. The panicked expression on their faces had Veronica rolling.
"Its right there dummies," Veronica told them, pointing to the turtle as Bill and Bev joined them.
"Oh my gosh its a turtle!" Bev gushed. A proud smile presented itself on the Hodges girls face, she found a turtle!
The group had moved to the shore of the Quarry and now were drying off. Veronica took a towel and moved near Bev.
"Can I?" She asked slowly. She knew Bev wasn't her number one fan, but she at least hoped that Bev wouldn't mind her company. Bev nodded as she put on her sunglasses. A soft sigh of relief slipped through Veronicas lips as she set down her grey towel on the stone and slipped on her rose-gold winged sunglasses. Bev had brought a radio so she turned it on after popping in the CD.
"Bust a move, nice," Veronica smiled while laying down. She could feel the afternoon sun begin to bake her olive skin.
This here's a tail for all the fellas Tryin; to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down cause ya over-zealous Play hard to get females get jealous Okay smarty go to a party Girls are scantily clad and showin; body A chick walks by you wish you could sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter.
Next days function high class luncheon Food is served and you're stone-cold munchin'
Her body prickled, as if someone was watching her. She couldfeel the guys checking them out, making her smirk. She carefully eyed them from where she was laying, she was right too. Bill and Ben were watching Bev in awe, while Eddie and Stan were watching Veronica. Richie on the other hand was gaping at both.
