Lessons Learned I
Lee 020
I was mindlessly roaming around the grounds when I bumped into someone.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled, looking up at the person.
Three really preppy looking chicks stood there. The one that I had bumped into was an inch taller than me with long, blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a pink top and white jeans.
Ahh, fuck. High school never ends...
"Um, like, your problem is what?" she asked.
I stared at her.
"I don't have a problem. Do you have a problem?"
"Um, God no?"
"Kay, that's good to know," I mumbled, walking away.
I heard her let out a huffy breath. I stopped and looked at her.
"Uhh...you okay?" I muttered.
"Uhh, yeah?" she said in a huffy breath. I gave her an odd look.
Her two cronies scoffed at me.
"Did I piss you off or something? I didn't see you coming."
"What is your problem?! Can't you just bow out before I have my boyfriend beat you up for running into me and touching me?"
"Um...it's called being compassionate and making sure someone is okay?" I gave her a weird look.
"Um...it's called not wanting to associate with people of your kind?"
I raised my eyebrows.
"My 'kind'?"
"Uh, yeah."
I crossed my arms.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well...you're...unpopular...and I'm not."
I raised my eyebrows.
"...okay. So?"
"I can't be seen hanging out -- or talking to -- an unpopular person! Are you kidding me?! It'd ruin my reputation!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Kay, whatever... Just out of curiosity, what's your name?"
"Um, is that, like, any of your business? Or are you trying to start a Kristen Kelley fan club?" she snickered.
Her cronies snickered as well.
"Hmm, no. Just curious."
"What's your problem?"
"No problem," I shrugged a little. "Just being friendly."
"Friendly? Hah, more like nosey!" she looked at her cronies. They snickered.
"Yah, nosey loser," said the brunnett.
"Lesbian," said the one with red hair. I rolled my eyes.
"Hm, makes you guys look a little suspicious. Running around here in a tight clique together." I smirked a little. "When's the sex tape coming out?"
Stupid to say to the "populars", but I don't really give a shit...
"I don't know. When is your sex tape coming out? You're probably sleeping with over half the guys on campus!"
I snickered a little.
"No, they're gettin' busy in your dorm. The other half is divided in their rooms," I motioned toward her trolls.
"At least we're hot enough to get action." She gave me a high and mighty look.
I smirked a little.
"Yup. I would be too if I stuffed my bra and dyed my hair blonde. Made myself throw up several times a day and wore skanky clothing... Ahh, shame really."
"I don't even know why we're wasting our time with you. Come on, ladies." She and her prostitutes bolted. I rolled my eyes and went back to my daydreaming.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled, looking up at the person.
Three really preppy looking chicks stood there. The one that I had bumped into was an inch taller than me with long, blonde hair and blue eyes. She wore a pink top and white jeans.
Ahh, fuck. High school never ends...
"Um, like, your problem is what?" she asked.
I stared at her.
"I don't have a problem. Do you have a problem?"
"Um, God no?"
"Kay, that's good to know," I mumbled, walking away.
I heard her let out a huffy breath. I stopped and looked at her.
"Uhh...you okay?" I muttered.
"Uhh, yeah?" she said in a huffy breath. I gave her an odd look.
Her two cronies scoffed at me.
"Did I piss you off or something? I didn't see you coming."
"What is your problem?! Can't you just bow out before I have my boyfriend beat you up for running into me and touching me?"
"Um...it's called being compassionate and making sure someone is okay?" I gave her a weird look.
"Um...it's called not wanting to associate with people of your kind?"
I raised my eyebrows.
"My 'kind'?"
"Uh, yeah."
I crossed my arms.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well...you're...unpopular...and I'm not."
I raised my eyebrows.
"...okay. So?"
"I can't be seen hanging out -- or talking to -- an unpopular person! Are you kidding me?! It'd ruin my reputation!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Kay, whatever... Just out of curiosity, what's your name?"
"Um, is that, like, any of your business? Or are you trying to start a Kristen Kelley fan club?" she snickered.
Her cronies snickered as well.
"Hmm, no. Just curious."
"What's your problem?"
"No problem," I shrugged a little. "Just being friendly."
"Friendly? Hah, more like nosey!" she looked at her cronies. They snickered.
"Yah, nosey loser," said the brunnett.
"Lesbian," said the one with red hair. I rolled my eyes.
"Hm, makes you guys look a little suspicious. Running around here in a tight clique together." I smirked a little. "When's the sex tape coming out?"
Stupid to say to the "populars", but I don't really give a shit...
"I don't know. When is your sex tape coming out? You're probably sleeping with over half the guys on campus!"
I snickered a little.
"No, they're gettin' busy in your dorm. The other half is divided in their rooms," I motioned toward her trolls.
"At least we're hot enough to get action." She gave me a high and mighty look.
I smirked a little.
"Yup. I would be too if I stuffed my bra and dyed my hair blonde. Made myself throw up several times a day and wore skanky clothing... Ahh, shame really."
"I don't even know why we're wasting our time with you. Come on, ladies." She and her prostitutes bolted. I rolled my eyes and went back to my daydreaming.