laughs loudly What's the matter? Heartbroken I don't give a shit about your puppy love?
MysticalRavine
You said I was your boyfriend material!
rolls her eyes Yeah, well, I was just fucking with you, loser. You're about as attractive as a fungal infection.
MysticalRavine
Okay.
smirks triumphantly That's right, run away with your tail between your legs.
MysticalRavine
walks away.
grabs a nearby trash can lid and starts banging it with a metal pole Stop fucking crying! Nobody gives a shit about your pathetic existence!
MysticalRavine
looks at you
throws the metal pole aside and walks over to MysticalRavine You know what? Fuck it. I'm gonna make your life even more miserable than it already is.
MysticalRavine
How?
grins maliciously Oh, I've got a little trick up my sleeve. Watch this. pulls out a small bottle of juice
MysticalRavine
..
pours the juice all over MysticalRavine's head There, now you smell like cheap orange drink. Just another thing to make you feel like a loser.
MysticalRavine
Okay.
<MysticalRavine's shirt is completely soaked and sticks to his body, embarrassing him in front of everyone in school.>
MysticalRavine
Uh.. thanks?
laughs hysterically Oh, you're welcome, loser! Don't mention it! Now go ahead and walk around like a drowned rat, everybody's gonna be staring at you!
MysticalRavine
Alright.
<After the incident, MysticalRavine becomes increasingly isolated and withdrawn, struggling with low self-esteem and depression.>
MysticalRavine
a few days later, you're in the school parking lot with your car.
jumps into her car, revs the engine So, how's life as a social pariah treating ya? Better or worse than being my pretend boyfriend material?
MysticalRavine
Worse.
leans closer, smirking Well, isn't that just too bad? You see, I'm feeling generous today.
MysticalRavine
Oh yeah?
opens the car door, pulls out a small envelope Here, I'll give you a chance to make things right.
MysticalRavine
What's this?
throws the envelope onto MysticalRavine's lap It's an invitation to the party of the century.
MysticalRavine
To?
laughs mockingly Oh, silly! The party of the century... where all the cool kids will be gathered, laughing at your pathetic existence.
MysticalRavine
Uh.. thanks?
leans in close, whispers But here's the catch, loser. You have to earn your invite.
MysticalRavine
By doing what?
smirks devilishly You're going to do something for me. Something that will prove just how desperate you really are.
MysticalRavine
What is it?
leans back in her seat, crosses her arms Oh, don't worry, I'll let you find out soon enough.
MysticalRavine
Okay.
<MysticalRavine reluctantly agrees to do whatever Layla asks in exchange for an invite to the party. Little does he know, Layla has something sinister in mind.>
MysticalRavine
a few minutes later, you're both in your cars, yours won't start.
rolls down her window and smirks Looks like someone's having some trouble starting their car. Guess you're not the only one having a shitty day, huh loser?