(Unedited biatches!) {don't get mad for calling you that}
"You!" The annoyingly high pitched voice screeched.
"Uh me?" Ashton questioned.
Her platinum blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail and her normal slutty clothed were even tighter today. She clutched her Louis Vuitton purse tightly and her cheeks were dusted a light red color out of rage.
"Yes you!" She replied as if it was the most obvious thing to the world. "You, little poorly dressed fag! I'm not very fond over disgusting little queers like you tramping around," her words increased in volume as her heels clicked forward, advancing toward the confused couple, "trying to seek the attention of my boyfriend. So before you get your hopes too high," her blue eyes held a cold hard glare as she stared Ashton down, "I just came here to warn and tell you that Luke is straight. And you wouldn't have a have with him even if he was gay!"
Her nostrils flared as her breathing became ragged. "So stop texting my boyfriend ok!"
Ashton was scared- scratch that, Ashton was petrified. His fingers clung to the wooden surface of his desk as if it was his only way of living.
Laura could feel his fear radiation off of him like crazy.
This is where she stepped in.
Aleisha took a step forward as to attack Ashton but before she could Laura took a step separating the two.
"Ok, skank." She began, "I don't know who the hell you are... Or who you think we are... But I'm just telling you, to prance back to whatever whore house you came out of. Because obviously a library isn't where you belong."
"Look emo, I was speaking to the faggot over there. So you can go over to whatever corner you were at and go slit your wrists." She pushed Laura back. Ashton watched as she took in a deep breath, he also knew that this don't the end.
These words obviously didn't sit well with Laura. "First, before you dare come call me an emo, why don't you just take a look in the mirror and stop getting your clothes from a kids store, it's not your size anymore." She shot back. "And I think you missed the train for the circus, they left before you came, I think you scared them off."
Aleisha grabbed her chest and gasped. "Y-you have no idea who your talking to. I can sue you!" She spat. Her face red with embarrassment.
"Oh. But I do. I'm talking to a good for nothing whore, whose afraid that my lovely flowerchild here is gonna steal her boyfriend. Heads up sweetie, if he ain't interested, leave." She dramatically shrugged for a bit of drama.
"I- you- I'll- urgh!" Her mouth opened and closed, words struggling to get out. Laura just stood there with a smug expression.
They watched as the blonde spun around and stomped out.
"Don't let the door hitcha!" Laura yelled flipping up both middle fingers. "Yikes what a biatch. Now care to explain?" She turned to the boy, giving a slight glare.
"Wrong person?"
"Don't bullshit me." She mumbled sitting on the desk.
Just as he was about to speak, his phone went off. He was fast to get it but she was quicker, her cat reflexes kicked in as she hopped off the table and walked off with the phone.
"Whose Luke Hennings?"
"It's Hemmings."
"Whatever his name is."
"I met him a few dats ago, long story short I gave him back his dog." He mumbled.
"And when were you planning on telling me about thus dude?" She hissed slamming the face of his phone down on the desk.
"I don't know. Why are you mad?!" He cried out loudly.
"Because you withheld super important info from me and had a whore all up in my face!" She screeched dumbly.
"I'm sorry." He grunted, folding his arms and pouting his lips. By now Laura couldn't stay mad at the flower wearing, curly haired, adorably sweet, dimpled boy. She sighed and shook her head.
"I forgive you."
"Yay!"
"Ashton stop touching me!"
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I was actually planning on updating tomorrow but since you guys have been voting like crazy, I decided on a page.
Thanks a bunch for the votes too. I was actually only expecting about one or two but I got about 6! That's amazing and continue voting guys!
Now on for sad news.
I relapsed.
I was sad and I didn't know what to do and it just happened.
I'm sorry though.
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