"Hey there!"
"I fucking hate Dylan!"
"So much hostility!"
"What did you say? Oh, you don't want to use my phone? Pity!"
"Screw you! Get me an ice pack, you asshole!"
"Why do you hate him?"
"He bruised my cheek!"
"You fucking deserved it!"
"Would I be a bad friend if I said it was your fault?"
"YES!"
"Oh, well I'll still say it. It was your fault!"
"Hey! You're not supposed to support him! You're my friend!"
"She would support me because I'm hotter than you! Ow!"
"So, I'm guessing peace offering didn't work, huh?"
"He punched me before the coffee can even arrive!"
"..."
"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead and laugh at my misery. Some friend you are!"
"I really can't help it when you're acting like a kid!"
"I'm hurt! You should be beating Dylan's ass for me right now, not laughing at me! And to add to my misery, that old bag won't give me my phone back until one of my parents call him!"
"This is gold! And I think I like Dylan more at this moment."
"Take that, Kevin! "
"I hate you both! You're ganging up on a wounded person! That's evil!"
"You'll get over it. I think I have a plan to get your phone! Are you ready to cause some troubleee?"
"You sound so evil right now, it's giving me creeps! But if it gets me my phone back without involving my parents then I'm in! What's the plan?"
"Well, let's just say it's time to put Char's acting skills to use. I'll go and put the plan in action so bye!"
*beep beep*
"SHE LIKES ME MORE!"
"You go anywhere near her and I'll throw all your video games off a cliff!"
"..."
"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU RUNNING OFF TO?"
"TO SAVE MY VIDEO GAMES!"
"COME BACK, YOU ASSHOLE!"
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This short story is soon going to reach it's ending. I'll post it's last chapter on October 15th.
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