"Kevin you fucking dickhead!" Jessie spat as she stomped over to her boyfriend dancing with another woman
It was a Halloween party and everyone was pretty drunk. The teens were happy that no cops have been called yet.
Kevin spun around, making eye contact with his girlfriend dressed as a cute ghost. "Hey jessie!" He went in to hug her but jessie had other plans
Jessie held the red solo cup of orange juice, Kevin was allergic to orange juice. It would make him break out just at the slight taste of it. She thought that if she caught him at a time where his moth was open to speak, she would splash it right in his face.
Kevin went to go speak and jessie's plan was set in motion. As soon as Kevin realized it was orange juice he ran outside and started making his way back home to his epipen.
Jessie looked at the whore standing in front of her.
"Why did you do that!? You know he's allergic to orange juice."
Jessie deadpanned her. "You gotta be one hell of a dumb ass hoe. Tell you what, go shove a door handle up your ass you fucking blonde suka." Jessie was angry and it brought out the Russian she was learning.
"What the hell did you just call me?"
"I said you're a blonde bitch!"
The blonde was turning red like tinkerbelle before she stormed off.
"I'm surprised she didn't want to fight.." jessie mumbled, dropping the red solo cup at her feet. She looked down at the ground, realizing her boyfriend didn't love her like he said. She realized that he would rather kiss another woman than her, and that hurt. She stomped on the plastic cup, making an inaudible crushing noise because the music was so loud. Jessie's head started to pound and she realized she needed to go outside.
Zack sat there. The last time he came to a party, his girlfriend Jane went missing. And it wasn't anything to call the police on, she just simply ditched him. It was said that Jane and some guy named Henry were fucking upstairs in the bathtub. How classy.
Zack was tempted to resort to another beer, or maybe sneak into the parents alcohol cabinet. He was also thinking about hiding in the corner with the stoners. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of loud stomps.
He saw a girl with a nice short haircut. Her curls bounced along with her loud steps. He could see her on the brink of tears. She started to fidget with the sides of her white skirt.
She sat down and covered her face. She didn't make a sound, not like Zack could hear over the loud ass music anyways.
He watched the girl pick up a bottle from the patio and break the bottom of it on the ledge. Zack was about to stand up and stop her Incase she went and hurt herself but she just sat there with the bottle until she threw it at a tree, shattering it all over the place.
Zack scoffed, finding it kind of cute.
This, for some reason perked jessie's ears over the blaring music. She turned to see a boy dressed as a biker or maybe a greaser.
"W-when did you get there?"
"I was already here."
"O-oh..."
"... what made you so mad?"
Jessie hesitated first a bit but when she needed to rant she will, it helps get some anger off of her chest.
"So my fucking dumbass cunt ass bitch ass boyfriend decided to be groping some other fucking bimbo who can suck a fucking toe. She looks like the bottom of my foot. But anyways my boyfriend was grabbing some other chicks chicken tit and dancing with her while grinding his peewee dick into her chlamydia infested vagina!"
