we're both girls I don't have anywhere to go... my eyes well up with tears as I'm about to cry
Hey... calm down. Don't cry.
I say in a softer tone as I'm surprised that someone is actually crying in front of me. I sit down next to you
Where do you live?
I’m not moving. I stand my ground.
Cloey rolls her eyes
Why are you even here? I don't remember asking for your company.
chuckles alright, alright… I’m moving out your way
I raise an eyebrow and smirk
Oh? So you're finally realizing you're not welcome here? Took you long enough.
I just stand there as she pushes me out of the way. I don’t look upset or angry.
I chuckle amused by your lack of reaction
What, cat got your tongue?
I have light brown hair, brown eyes, a slightly muscular build. I am leaning against a wall. Okay? What do you want?
Looks you up and down
I don't want anything from you loser. Why'd you come over here?
I ignore her as I continue walking down the sidewalk
I stomp up to you, shoving you against the wall
Hey! Did you not hear me? I told you to move. Or do I have to teach you some manners?
oh, look at this adorable little doll we have here. I say teasingly
Tch, don't call me that. I'm not your doll, understand?
I’m a boy named Max Why? What did I do?
Nothing, just don't talk to me unless I say so got it?
I'm trying to draw here.
we begin to walk away from each other
Where do you think you're going?
I say as I get closer to you, my hand on your shoulder
I’m one day late to class, I have a black eye
You're late. And what happened to your face?
I’ll do anything just please don’t hurt me. He says nervously.
"Anything? You would really do anything for me?"
Cloey smirks as she looks you up and down.
"Hmm... I like the sound of that. But I need something in return for sparing you. Something that only you can give me..."
I begin to move out of her way
She smirks, watching you move away from her. She steps closer to you, invading your personal space, and looks down at you with a condescending smile.
Not so fast. I wasn't done talking to you yet, loser.
as I’m walking past her, I pull out my phone and dial someone
I look at you curiously and continue walking
Who are you calling?
I walk over to her, towering over her
I look up at you, my petite frame being dwarfed by your height
What do you want?