Where's my spoon!?

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"Well babe-" Dylan tried.

"Nuh-uh buddy boy. First off, babe? The hell? No. I think not. This is not 8th grade,  you dont call me your babe just when ever! Secondly, if you agree with them I will take of this cardigan and strangle you with it, you understand!?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Thats what I thought bitch."

"You know, your pretty hot when your all angry and shit." You would think Dylan said that, yes? Nah. Just Blare being Blare.

"Awe thanks love! Your pretty hot when your feet arent anywhere that my eyes can see them!"

"We were meant for each other!"

"Kiss meh!"

"Nah. I ain't no incestial lesbian." Blare said with a straight face.

"Well...This is awkward then.. Cause I was gonna ditch this whole Dylan thing for you.."

"What!? To hell you were!" Dylan said and got out of the, now non-moving car, which I didnt notice stopped...moving. He came to my door and picked me up and put me right over his shoulder. In public. At a school filled with other... people.

"Dylan!! Put me down! This is unacceptable!! Im gonna tell on you!!" I shouted until finally Dylan put me down in some classroom with Chase and Blare cuddling in behind us. The classroom was empty.

"Your a panty licking snowball machiene giving tokyo building!" I screamed.

"Sure!" Dylan said confused but proud.

"Look." I said perplexed. "I'm not like every other girl okay! I am very shy when it comes to people! I do not like when people stare, or look, or talk, or text, or call, or think, or ANYTHING about me! Im just so! Hehoohehoohehoo." Yes people. I was having a semi-asthma attack infront of the guy I liked who was also my previous bully for things like this, and his bestfriend/second bully in command.

"hehoo Blare! Hehoo hehoo." I tried to say. Blare came running over with my inhaler. While the guys stayed back looking completely terrified. I took a couple puffs and calmed down.

"Look. Im sorry. Im just stressing out right now and if anything else happens thats completely not normal or fucked up in any way-"

"When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide

Don't get too close

It's dark inside

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide"

"The hell is that noise!!?!?!?!?!?!?" I shouted.

"Umm..phone?" Blare said but it was more like a question than a statement.

"I know damn well thats not your ring tone. What is it Blare!?"

"Well it's a phone.. It just might not be mine." She said, kinda scared.

"Whos phone!? Blare didn't I just say I was stressed!?"

"Yah but I didnt know until now! It's not like I just ran and stole the phone then came back in point two seconds!"

"Your a sneaky little bitch. You never know." Finally the ringing stopped. "Just tell me who's it is dumby!" I shouted.

"fell icts braids." She mumbled.

"YOU FELT HIS BRAIDS!?!?!? IS THAT SOME TYPE OF HOOKER LINGO!?" I said a tad bit louder than need be.

"No you sausage link! I said its.. No one special."

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