"i dont run" calum mocks in a horrible girly voice
"yeah, i dont, you shit" i glare at him
"you did great though, 6 minutes and 12 seconds" he shrugs
"look at all the girls, running like chickens that just saw food" i ignore him and cover my mouth to laugh
"why do you do that?" he asks pointing to my hand covering my mouth
"what are you talking about?" i furrow my eyebrows like i didnt do anything and my grin disappearing as i put my hand down.
"cover your mouth when you laugh, i mean you dont have bad breath or teeth or that shit" he rolls his eyes. why is he looking at my mouth?
"and why do you always speak english? clam pot, i just dont understand you sometimes" and i honestly dont understand him. like why is he so nice to me? i didnt do anything.
"well, sometimes you have to speak english to your teachers so you get a good first impression" he says slowly like hes talking to a child
"clam pot can you do me a favor?" i ask as normally as i could, without rolling my eyes or sarcasm not dripping from each word, i cant really do that.
"yeah what is it?" he looks at me weirdly
"can you go fuck off?" i say, rolling my eyes and sarcasm was definitely noticeable.
"theres the sarcastic girl i know" he chuckles
"oh yeah, whats your real na-" he got cut off by the coach yelling.
"the bell is gonna ring in about 7 minutes, do get dressed" he yells, everyones heads snapping to see him
i know what he was gonna ask. and im gonna say what i say to everyone.
"its none of anyones business" i tell him and walk to the locker room
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sarcastic girl - hood
Fanfiction"im sorry, i dont speak english, i speak sarcasm" sarcastic girl meets sarcastic boy. book 1 in the sarcasm series (sarcasm series discontinued) barely any apostrophes and lower case intended.
