A girl with black hair, dark looking clothes, and purple lipstick.. All of these, of course, signifying her status as a goth kid.
"Ugh why don't you watch where you're going?!" The goth girl said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you." I said.
"Do you seriously expect me to believe that you didn't run into me on purpose?! Too bad I don't buy it shrimp." She said as she sneakily, without me noticing, reached down the back of my pants.
“But don't worry…maybe this'll teach you a lesson…for future reference!"
As soon as she said that, her fingers immediately seized the waistband of my tighty whities and pulled me up so hard that my feet were no longer touching the ground! The sheer strength behind the wedgie made me squeak in pain as my upper body drooped down while I hung from the girl's grip.
"Had enough yet shrimp?" The goth girl said with a grin as she bounced me a little.
"Y-agh! Yes! I'm sorreeeaaaaaaoooww!!" I managed to sputter out of my quivering mouth.
"Let's see what Derek thinks." She said, pointing towards another goth kid walking in our direction, who wore a grey deep v-necked t-shirt with a black skull on the front, spiked wrist-bands, slightly ripped jeans, and black shoes.
"Hey babe." She said while still holding me up in the air by my underwear.
"Hey Violet, what's going on here?" Derek said.
"Oh it's just that this stupid freshman ran into me, and expected me to believe it was an accident." Violet explained. "What do you think we should do with him?"
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