Instead I decided to take it a step further. I eventually pulled away long enough to go gab with my two amigas. Faith backed up as I curled my fists and advanced as she slunk away. Weirder and weirder. Hope was, to no one’s surprise, the class Valedictorian. “ Whoa, like there you are, freaky”, she said coming to a halt. “ It’s cool, I kinda had that one coming”, she said giving me a hug. Stopping fights, pulling favours, keeping a roof over her head and always being her secret santa and “ admirer” for gifts on her birthday and Christmas. That bitch. The Dragn Lady would flick her tongue up as Old Tyrone’s balls would slap against her face. This kindly old man had been watching her from afar his entire life. “ Whoa, like there you are, freaky”, she said coming to a halt.
