Stupid tomato bastard. Dragging me all the way out here to see some stupid people dance. It wasn't anything special, just some Saturday event. No clue why that idiot has this need to take me to this play. Instead of staying home and relaxing, I now have to watch a three hour play.
When we take our seats the play begins a little after five minutes. It's already so damn boring. I would have taken out my hpone, but that jerk would have told me off in public.I amnot in the mood to be embaressed.
About in the middle of the play, all the dancers stop. I get out of my train of thoughts and look at the stage.
"ALRIGHT YOU PRISSY GOOD FOR NOTHING BITCHES! GET OFF THE STAGE, IT'S MY TURN!" A girl with h/l, h/c and e/c walks onto the stage with a megaphone? She was wearing a f/c hoodie with black torn pants. This diffentaly caught my attention.
"ALRIGHT YOU PEOPLE MAY BE THINKING WHY SOME CRAZY BITCH WITH A MEGAPHONE IS UP ON THIS STAGE. WELL, I'M HERE TO TELL YOU THAT I'M DONE WITH THESE STERYOTYPES! NO, I'M NOT SOME PSYCO FEMINIST. I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS PINK AND GLITTER SHIT."
"NOW THIS IS A STORY ABOUT A GIRL WHO WAS DRIVEN TO LONELNESS." The girl then put her megaphone down and started dancing. I could understand every action she did. Like when the girl sat in her room and cried or when the girl refused to ask for help. I liked this girl already. Mainly because most of the girls that live here are either emo, girly, or Barbie. And I can't put up with that shit. This girl seemed special.
After the girl was done laying in her prop bed, she then climed up.a ladder that she got out herself. Holding a noose. We all know where this is going. She then hung herself in the rope. Everyone in the crowd gasped.
"HAH! DID YOU REALLY THINK I WAS GOING TO KILL MYSELF?"The girl then untightned the noose like nothing happened.
"MAN YOU GUYS ARE LAME. I GOT YOU ALL GOOD! SO IN THE END THE GIRL ENDS UP KILLING HERSELF. SO KIDS, DON'T TRY TO KILL YOURSELF AT HOME. IT'S NOT GOOD!"
"ANYWAY I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED THE SHOW. WELL AT LEAST HALF OF IT. NIGHT MY SONS AND BITCHES!" And like that, she left the stage.
They had to end the play early because of the stunt the girl pulled on the stage. I decided to go backstage to meet her. I couldn't let a situation like this slide.
I walked up behind the girl and tapped her shoulder. She jumped around quickily, almost hitting me in the face.
"Holy shit! Sorry man, thought you were some creepo." The girl apoligized.
"It's fine, ragazza. I just wanted to tell you you did a good job on the play."
"Oh really, thanks! Y/N by the way."
"Romano Vargas. And may I ask you why you thought pink and glitter was for girls."
"Why do you ask Sir I Might Be Gay?"
"I AM NOT GAY!"
"OR ARE YOU SECRETLY A TRAP?"
"I AM NOT A GIRL EITHER!"
"Sureeeee." Y/N patted the flushtered Romano's head.
"Oh little does she know..." Spain whispered underneath his breath.
Plot twist?
Side twist?
666 confirmed?
End.
