"Oh my God dude, did you see The Simpsons last night?" Erika asked, grinning.
"Yes bitch," Julie answered.
"Dude, when fucking Bart tricked Homer into thinking aliens had landed," Erika laughed heartily.
Julie giggled, "Yeah, Homer was all walking through the hall with a shotgun."
Erika laughed even harder, "I know dude, fucking Homer. He's a fuckin trip."
Smiling brightly, Julie added, "Bart's a little shit, the way he's all, like, whatever, when Homer gives him the walkie talkie."
"Yeah, I know, right dude? That was a dick move."
A piece of paper almost fell out as Julie popped open her locker. Unfolding it, Julie's heart rate increased ever so slightly. It was a note; from some horny guy, obviously.
Hey Julie,
You might not know it but I've been in love with you for years. You are more beautiful than an angel. I dream of kissing you and fulfilling all your dreams. If you would only give me a chance, I'm sure I could make you happy. Call me. I'm the one.
Jon 555-4217
Julie rolled her eyes and crumpled up the paper.
"You got a love note?" Erika asked, smiling widely. "Let me see it!" She grabbed for the balled up paper, but Julie jerked it out of her reach.
"Fuck you bitch," Julie answered. Erika slouched, defeated, but when Julie dropped her guard she yanked the paper away and began straightening out the crinkles.
"Ooohh, you fucking cunt!" Julie spat, but made no attempt to take back the note.
Erika roared with laughter and began reading. Once finished, she looked up at Julie and cooed, "Wow Julie, are you gonna call him?"
"Oooo, no, he's just some perverted loser," Julie wrinkled her nose at the prospect. Guys were always asking her out, and even though she tried her best to be nice, some just didn't take no all that well. "I'm the one? What the fuck is that?"
"Awww, don't be such a bitch. He's in love," Erika replied with mocking coyness.
"Whatever," Julie scoffed, taking the love letter back and ripping it into shreds. "I'll see you at basketball practice." Julie grabbed her Geography text book and scurried off to class.
"Later fucker," Erika called after her.
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