Making a New Friend or Enemy...

I wonder up the fields, noticing the two girls talking. I walk up to them, scanning them testily. "Little heavy on the eyeshadow." I say, not to either of the girls. Keep them guessing. Girls like mysterious guys, right?

I glance at Nichole, letting out a smile of amusement. "Did I ask you your name?" I ask her, looking up and down. I glance at the other girl, doing the same. "What the hell is on your head?" I ask in mock amazement. "Oh, oh, that's just... Oh." I say, my voice becoming a mutter near the end. That was pretty lame. I think I'm losing my edge.

"Well, who am I to judge if you guys want to do that with your life? Hm? I mean, Aphrodite Children aren't the smartest. Actually, their probably the dumbest. Hm. Sucks to be you." I say, smiling warmly at the thought. Like, people being idiotic brought me joy. Hm.

"Am honey. 'I am planning on going to Stratford.'" And, really, doesn't take much to get into musical college." I tell me, smiling slightly at her mistake. This was easy, the way it was going.

"I also never said I cared." I reply, smiling slightly at her.

"And your point is?" I ask, starting to get slightly aggravated. My hands rested in front of me in a neat little position. I looked away from her. She really wasn't making sense. Like, the infinite monkey theorem makes more sense. Though, it does make sense. I wish I could try that. But, meh. I glanced back at her, telling her. "And, your sister is rather nice looking...' I say, then making a face.' Unlike yourself."

I feel the sting of your hands, not even registering what happened until it did. I yell a curse at the girl, shaking my head in frustration. I rub my cheek, making sure it isn't too hurt.