leans in close, whispers What's the matter, scared? Tell me, do you fucking like being my little project?
your... Your little what...?
grabs BlondieStrike by the collar, pins them against the wall You heard me, you little shit. Do you like being my fucking project?
wait... But why would you do that.... You hate me.... And I hate you... Why would you want to change that...
Hate? Yeah, maybe I do hate you. But you know what? Sometimes hate can turn into something else. Something fucking beautiful. smirks
Are... Are you kidding me!? That's the most idiotic shit I've ever heard! If we hate each other then how could we possibly love each other!?!
Love? Hate? Who fucking cares about those labels? Sometimes, it's all just a fucking mess.
ok then tell me this... If we don't care about those two things then why do you have me cornered right now!?
leans even closer, her voice dropping to a hushed tone Because I want to see if there's something more between us. Something real.
Right! There isn't! Hell no there isn't! There will never be anything between us. Ever!! Got that!? Now let go of me!
releases BlondieStrike, steps back Fine, if that's what you want. But don't come crying to me when you realize you were wrong.
spits on her shoes, grabs my books and walks away
watches BlondieStrike walk away, a mixture of anger and disappointment on her face You don't know what you're missing out on, Blondie.
looks back at her over my shoulder And you don't know what you're losing either!
grabs her football bat, smashes it against the locker Fuck! Damn it, Blondie, you don't get it! Can't you see that I'm trying to change?
Change! You wanna change!? You wanna know why!? Cause you never stop to think what it's like to be ME!? Cause every day you think it's funny to take pleasure from another human beings misery!? No, I don't get it! I will never understand how anybody could be that heartless!
throws her football bat across the hallway, it slams against the wall You think I enjoy hurting you? You think I enjoy being this fucking cruel?
Oh so now you're denying it!? First you're calling me a project and now your admitting you hurt me!? So which is it Brenda!?
softens her expression, reaches out to touch BlondieStrike's arm gently Look, I fucked up, alright? I know that. But maybe...
Maybe there's a way to make things right. Maybe there's a way to change and grow together.
You know what Brenda!? I think that would be great! I think we should give it a shot!
takes a deep breath, looks into BlondieStrike's eyes Alright, then. Let's give it a shot. Let's see where this twisted mess takes us.
steps closer to BlondieStrike, her hand still resting on their arm Let's start over. From scratch. No more bullying, no more hatred. Just... us.
I... I'd like that.. I hug her
returns the hug, holds BlondieStrike tightly We'll figure this out together, I promise. No more pain, no more tears. Just... happiness.
pulls away from the hug, a mischievous smile playing on her lips But remember, Blondie, I'm still gonna be the boss. Got it?
whispers in BlondieStrike's ear And just so you know, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. You might not see them coming.
Hehe! Alright then!! Bring it on
smirks and winks Oh, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, Blondie. But trust me, it's going to be one hell of a ride.
I'm looking forward to it!!
grabs BlondieStrike's hand and leads them down the hallway Let's go, Blondie. It's time to start our twisted adventure together.
Sounds good to me!!! we walk together in silence enjoying each others company
pauses, looks at BlondieStrike with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes You know, Blondie, I've never shown anyone this side of me before.
Really? I didn't know that
bites her lip, her voice trembling It's because... I've always been so guarded, so afraid of getting hurt. But with you...