Chapter #7Sally's bedroom by: Chozo   You haven't a clue where the giant redhead bully is heading, but by the way things are rattling around inside of the denim pocket, you guess that she must be heading up a flight of stairs. Wherever she's heading, you hope she gets there soon, because you are being shaken around and smacked all over by loose change, and God only knows whatever else is in the tomboy's pocket, including what you suspect to be an illegal switch blade...
Sally enters the mess that is her room, and plops down heavily on the worn-out mattress she calls her bed. Her family is poor, and it shows, but somehow that didn't stop her from getting enough to eat to grow big and strong as she is. She reaches her unmanicured and unladylike hand inside of the pocket where you've been detained, and begins feeling around for you. You struggle in vain to evade her meaty digits, but soon they wrap around you with their iron grip, and you are pulled out of the strange-smelling pocket.
She quickly raises you up to her freckled face, and begins to speak to you, emitting a warm humid breeze that conveys a slight hint of beer and beef jerky. "Hey there, shrimp!" she exclaims with a grin. "You and me have been best buds since 2nd grade, but don't you know I've always had a crush on you?"
You don't like the direction this conversation is going, or the way Sally is looking at you through her big green eyes. It is true that Sally is your best friend, and indeed your partner in crime in the art of bullying. The two of you have a long history picking on nerds, and beating people up. But the thought of romance with her had never once crossed your mind. You thought of her as more like a guy than a girl. In fact, you never knew she was even interested in guys or in love, let alone that it would be you. In any case, you already had a girlfriend anyway.
You gulp down the lump in your throat. You really don't want to piss Sally off right now, and it's not like you have a choice in the matter anyway, so you...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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