//this is a little bonus chapter, so this will be a little short//
//Susin's pov//
I watched threw the see threw mirror, watching as he hurt my friend as she talked to her father. I felt so bad as I watch with Paul and Patryck by my said, who were also watching all this.
"I kinda feel bad." Patryck said, still watching the two argue threw the glass.
"Kinda?" Paul said, questioning it.
"Yeah. It means I almost do." He admitted. "But still, poor girl. She had to grow up with the ripper her whole life. It must have been scary."
Yes, she did.
I feel so bad right now. I know she's not capable of being the army's new ripper. For all I know, she has a big mouth but would never hurt a fly.
Big talk, little hits.
Is that how the saying goes...?
I feared we wouldn't be friends again. I'm the reason she's here after all.
"But, sad for us, Tord is gonna be our new leader soon. Red leader is really sick after all." Paul said, lighting a cigarette.
"Great. He's probably going to make up work as hard now." Patryck said, shrugging.
"What the annoying thing is that I know red leader is going to make us work with this chick. To be the ripper! Geez... But I never knew that the old and famous Ripper would force her own daughter to be a Ripper since she was born! And she's a girl too, they can never be Rippers." He said, blowing out a buff of smoke.
It was silent in the room for a while. They suddenly stopped talking for some reason. But yes, I know what he said. And no, it's not true. Women could do anything!
Still, I watch as the father hugged his daughter tightly, then letting go of her.
I wished my father could do that...
"Susin...?" Paul said, getting my attention.
"What?" I asked, finally looking away from the man and his daughter.
Paul looked down at me as I looked up at him, now feeling annoyed that he wasn't saying anything.
"Aren't you gonna scold me for smoking near you? Or, making a mean comment about women can't be a Ripper?" He asked, now placing his cigarette in between his fingers.
I was confused. Why would he ask me that?
"Or, you making a rude comments about my eyebrows? Or just saying I'm standing so close to you, you could smell me." He asked again, still looking down at me. "Or saying I'm to short that I half to go on the tops of my toes to kiss Patryck!"
"Gross." Patryck said.
"So?" I said, not really caring.
"So what's wrong?" He asked, placing the cigarette back in his mouth.
He's asking me? What's wrong? Ha!
Why in the world would he ask me what was wrong with me? Not like he cared! The only person who probably cares for me is Bing and Larry.
And... Y/n... (And the cutie Jon)
I sighed sadly, now looking back at my friend who sat alone in the room, waiting for her mother to come in and talk to her.
I sighed knowing he knows everything. I ignored that though.
Does this man think I hate or something?
Well, there was this one time I stole his smokes and threw them away...
And that other day I insulted his eyebrows again...
And just two hours ago I told him he was annoying for no reason.
So, I did something. Something stupid.
I grabbed cigarette from his mouth, now holding it in my hand, taking some of it and blowing it back at him. "Maybe I just like all of that now..." I say, eyeing him up and down to seem obvious I was checking him out. I placed the cigarette back in his mouth and walked past Patryck. "Bye Pat." I say like I just didn't hit on Paul.
"Um... Bye?" He said as I grabbed the door knob and walked out to leave them confused.
The girl who insults him everyday finally flirting with him.
I smiled to myself, knowing what I did as my face heated up afterwards.
//Patryck's pov//
Paul just stood there completely lost for words. Susin was hitting on him.
Susin...
Was flirting with Paul.
Eww...
"Paul...?" I said, looking at his frozen state. I noticed his face going red and red every second.
He was still staring at the same spot where Susin was standing. Then, he shot his head to me with wide eyes.
"What?! Did that seriously just happen?!" He panicked."I don't know, ask her." I mocked, telling him to talk to her.
"Really?! You're gonna mock me at the moment?! I don't even know what that was all about!" He yelled, now stomping his feet on the floor.
"You deal with it." I said, now walking out of the room.
A/n
This was just for fun (;
Love - Fan_girl76 ~~
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