Marcy smirked at me from across the room. Her elbows on her knees and a smoke in between red fingers. She took a drag. "Congratu-fucking-lations. Someone actually likes you." She smirked again. I smiled almost giddily. "But" Marcy said loudly, her voice bounced off the corners of my mind. "She's your best friend." She sat on the table my hands were folded on. I was giddy. I've never had a girl tell me she likes me before. Do I like her back? Marcy took another drag. "If you do say you like her maybe things can go well." I perked up a bit. "Or maybe when you actually DO meet her, you're nothing like she expected." She cocked an eyebrow at me. I felt perspiration growing on my forehead from her hard glance. She chuckled at my nervousness. I sighed and put my head in my hands. Where's Hanna? Hanna came around from behind Marcy's back at the sound of her name. She leaned on the table with one hand. "Normally, I'd tell you to think about it. But she IS rather adorable when you get right down to it." Hanna said, looking off thoughtfully. Hanna nudged Marcy. She rolled her eyes. "Look, I don't know what to say. Uh...I know you're conflicted. Maybe you shouldn't do this. If you do break up things will go to shit and you know it." said Marcy. My giddy demeanor turned nervous as my nails found my teeth and started to bite. "Goddammit, Marcy. You're not helping the poor girl!" Hanna said. "It's motherfucking tough love, Hanna!" Marcy spat back. Hanna sighed and touched her forehead. She looked back at me. "We'll let you think it over, sweetie." Hanna touched my elbow in a comforting way. They both walked away. Marcy threw her cigarette on the floor and with a squish of her chained boots, put out the flame
A/N: heehee I'm doing alot of these aren't I? Well I hope your enjoying them. They're influenced by my life and I try to make them as real as possible so feedback is appreciated and thank you for the read
