Antics and Random Stuff like That
Remember. The girl had done this to impress.She wiped the tears from her eyes and said sassily, "If you wanna look, take a picture. It'll last longer."
She turned to Isaac.
"You hating on me, you hating on Skrillex."
Without another word, she stood up, signaling the end of the conversation. If it even was a conversation. Heh.
She jumped off of the bleachers and walked out into the hall. Guess what?
Waiting for someone.
Who was that someone?
Gee.
Fifteen minutes and around six Green Day songs later, she noticed the familiar mess of black hair among the crowd surrounding him. He couldn't see her.
Which meant she'd have to wait until after school. Darn.
Yet again around 13 hours later, at 9:00, she was browsing her computer. Random pics and TheTopTens and Andy Biersack hours, she got a call. From a familiar number.
Yet again, Gee's.
She answered.
"Hi! Um, I was, well-"
Yelling that sounded suspiciously like F-R-A-N-K in the background. Well then.
"-Um, can you meet me at 916 Savannah Boulevard?"
"Sure will?"
"Then with a teasing voice, she addde,
"-as long as it's not a hookup."
No response on the phone. Then, a different voice...
"SHE CALLED YOU A HOOKUP!!!!"
"Please stop, Frank."
"BY THE WAY, HELENA, ARE YOU STILL UPSET ABOUT BEING POPULAR?!"
"She'll answer if you quit yelling, Frank!"
Getting a word in otherwise, she yelled, "I'll be there!!"
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