( out of a deep hibernation )

[underbelly]

You're fucking kidding me. You suddenly decide to kick up dust after eight years because of what -- because you're embarrassed? What, you wanna cover the mess, is that it? Throw a towel over piss, lady, it's gonna fucking stink. What makes you think I even wanna come back, huh? Since you're apparently so much older and better than me now, acting like you know something about who I am. Next it'll be the psychoanalysis, hah -- yeah, you know where you can put that.

I went round one with you already. My balls are still blue, sweetthing. So get the fuck away from me.

J

Comments

[itsabead]

Is this reverse psychology? Or are you really that stupid? Threats only make them more likely to 'deal with you'.

[underbelly]

So you're saying shut up and hope it goes away. Yeah, maybe if I was a total pussy.

[itsabead]

Yeah. That's basically what I'm saying. But hey, don't let me stand in the way of you being the opposite of a total pussy. [Is it physically possible for a 13 year old to be this done? Yep.] Carry on being a dick.

[underbelly]

Unless you got some future-freak reason for me not to, I'll take my fucking chances, huh?

[itsabead]

[Future-freak? Oh, it's on, bitch.] I guess now you'll never know. You're just gonna have to find out for yourself, asshole. I don't even have to see your future to know it's pretty bleak.

[underbelly]

[ PFFF. ] They teach wisecracks in DARE now?

[itsabead]

Wouldn't know, never been, but I bet they sure could use your sorry ass as a cautionary tale. You should call them up and find out.

[underbelly]

You're one to talk. I hear you're not exactly a role model for twelve-year-olds everywhere, yourself, Carrie.

[itsabead]

It's Cassie, and I'm thirteen. What are you, a really strung out ten-year-old? Because you're really acting like one with your cheap shots, real mature.

And I don't have time to be a role model. I have stuff to do. Important stuff, responsibilities? Things you know nothing about, obviously.

[underbelly]

Cute. You don't fucking know anything about me. Why are you even here?

[itsabead]

Same to you, buddy. You don't know, either. [The glare fades and she shrugs,] Nothing better to do. It's not like you had a whole welcoming party over here.

[underbelly]

Good, I'm not exactly the warm welcome type. Nobody I know is even around anymore.