Hello nonexistant readers! I'm sorry the last post was boring, but today I'll make it up to you...
Yesterday, although I didn't mention it, some of the creepy gothic kids at my school came up to us (we're the school team for the "smart" kids) and called us some very inappropriate names. One of them went up to one of our group (I'll call her Olivia) and they had an interesting conversation:
Creepy Girl: You and your friends are whores.
Olivia: I don't think of myself as a whore; I think of myself as a gangster.
CG: Oh yeah? What 'hood are you from?
O: East side!
CG: West side!
And CG walked away.
That affair was creepy enough, but today was just scary. In the bathroom after lunch, my friends and I were hangin', and decided to inform a confused classmate of the commotion of yesterday. So yeah. We told her how the "creepy emo goths" were calling us whores the day before. We opened the door to go out, and guess who we saw standing there? The girl from yesterday who called us whores. She had heard everything. We stood staring at each other in silence for the longest time, and then she walked in, we walked out, and once the door was closed we started running. Fast.
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