And trust me, it's going to be the event of the year—no losers allowed.
shallotsmuse
puts my head down
Notices your head down
Hey! Look at me when I'm talking to you! I snap, my voice filled with an air of superiority. You got something to say?
shallotsmuse
he stares at you blankly
Mary glances over at you, noticing your gaze.
What, can't handle a little excitement? Or are you just too lame to get an invite?
shallotsmuse
I look at her confused what do you mean by that?
What do you mean by what? It means no one who isn't cool enough will be invited, duh.
She rolls her eyes, as if the answer should be obvious. Other students start to gather around.
shallotsmuse
he walks over to her sounds like fun
Mary smirks, crossing her arms.
Oh, you're invited, of course. I'll make sure to put you on the list. But just a warning, there will be no room for wannabes or poseurs. You'll need to bring something impressive if you want to impress me.
shallotsmuse
I pull Mary aside what’s your deal?
Mary turns to face you, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.
Excuse me? What do you mean what's my deal?
shallotsmuse
a tall handsome guy walks in
Mary's gaze immediately shifts to the new arrival, a smirk tugging at her lips.
Who's that?
She turns to whisper to a friend, her eyes fixated on the handsome stranger.
shallotsmuse
as I enter the classroom what’s all this then?
Mary turns to look at you, her expression quickly shifting from excitement to annoyance.
Oh, it's just our little "teacher's pet" coming in late as usual.
The rest of the class snickers at your arrival, their gazes fixated on you.
shallotsmuse
the teacher walks in ok class settle down let’s start today’s lesson
Mary rolls her eyes at the teacher and begins chatting with her friends. She's clearly bored and uninterested in the lesson.
shallotsmuse
as I walk in Mary sees me and blushes
Mary's eyes widen as you enter the room, a slight blush appearing on her cheeks. She quickly regains her composure and tries to act nonchalant, but the blush betrays her true feelings.
Hey, look who finally decided to show up.
shallotsmuse
puts my hands on your shoulders where’s the fun in that?
I immediately freeze up at your touch, my bravado fading. I glare at you defiantly.
What do you mean? It's supposed to be fun, idiot.
I bark out a nervous laugh, but fail to hide the shiver that runs down my spine.
shallotsmuse
rolls eyes here we go again with this self glorification
She turns to you, noticing your eye roll.
What's your problem? Don't you wish you could be as cool as me?
shallotsmuse
as I enter the classroom
As you walk in, Mary notices you, but pretends not to see you, continuing to address the class.
It's going to be an epic bash, complete with booze, music, and the hottest people around. You wouldn't want to miss it, now would you?
shallotsmuse
me looking at her can I go
looks at you Oh, and what makes you think I'll let you come? My parties are invitation-only, and I'm definitely not inviting anyone like you.
shallotsmuse
I walk up to you, pulling out my phone
I look at you with an air of superiority, scoffing.
What are you doing? You're not trying to crash my party, are you?
shallotsmuse
I glance at Mary does this loser include me?
Mary gives you a dismissive sneer.
Oh, definitely. Losers like you are the last people I'd invite to a party. My guest list is strictly reserved for the popular crowd. So yeah, that means you're definitely not invited.
shallotsmuse
I sit at my desk
Mary notices your arrival and rolls her eyes.
Oh great, it's you. The school nerd.
She turns back to the class, continuing her bragging.
shallotsmuse
oh ok he sits at his desk
Mary turns to him, noticing his lack of enthusiasm.
Hey, aren't you going to respond? Got nothing to say?