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"Her lipstick stain branded my shoulder like an open wound. why did it feel like that? why do i feel like this? I've wanted this for so long so why do i feel so.. dirty?" (MM)
"'Why would she ever like some high school dork like me?' i find and identify constellations as i see them litter the night sky above the football field. the dew on the grass wetting the dress and leaving me an uncomfortable damp. "well I'm sure shes used to being around dorks." MM huffed through a smile, and turned to look at me. i met his gaze easily. the words in his mind were words of thanks but he instead just sighed. "i don't think so." why he kept his smile with such a sad tone i don't know but when i let my eyes linger on his profile he looked melancholic. i could try to make sense of his insecurity but i know what lies deep inside of him. I've seen it before in myself and i don't ever want to hear it again. maybe that's why i sit up , why i don't ask what he meant by that and begin walking off the field. he follows behind me but a weight sits in the silence between the two of us. an unspoken explanation and a forbidden admission. i pull a lollipop out of my pocket and toss it at him. he catches it, looking a little confused before smiling. I retrieve another of my own and continue the walk back to our street in silence." (G)
"what the hell is he doing here. 'Hey, Metal Mouth!', i call from across the park. he looks up, searching expectantly for the person trying to get his attention. i raise my hand to flag him down and his face drops. i suck my tongue against my teeth as he begrudgingly walks over to me. 'what?' i fight an eyeroll for the blatant disrespect. i had half the mind to beat his ass halfway to sunday right now but that would do absolutely no good to anyone in this situation. 'what are you doing here?". the way he cocks an eyebrow in response is so ballsy it makes me want to lay his ass out right on the sidewalk. Not many people have ever gotten away with blatantly disrespecting me. People love me because I'm amazing but also because i don't tolerate any disrespect. I've gotten on peoples asses about less. perhaps id just have a not-so-friendly conversation but this asshole has an attitude everytime within ten feet of him. 'is there a reason i shouldn't be?' he asks. i bite the inside of my cheek to restrain. why i do have never called this kid on his shit ill never know." (B)