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  1. >'Uhhh, mmm... Anon? W-what are you doing after school?'
  2. >That's what you had asked him
  3. >It's strange, really, that you did, because you're not really the type to... Talk to people
  4. >There's the girls, but they don't really like you
  5. >You just tag along with Sugar Coat, but she doesn't like it when you talk to her in public
  6. >She 'has a reputation to uphold' or something
  7. >Not that you blame her, or any of the other girls for looking down on you
  8. >In fact, it's really okay if you're a bit of a workhorse for them
  9. >Doing their homework, their projects, their essays
  10. >At least they talk to you, even if it's just to make fun of the way you dress, or look, or talk
  11. >It's... Better than the way everyone else treats you
  12. >Which is not at all
  13. >It's like you're invisible
  14. >Maybe that's for the best
  15. >Used to be that you'd get bullied a lot as a kid
  16. >The whole K-12 system in this part of Canterlot... You've known everyone at Crystal Prep since you were little
  17. >Didn't always have the stutter, but your internet searches says you can develop one from 'trauma'
  18. >In your mind, it's because it just feels like your heart is in your mouth whenever you talk to anyone else, beating so hard your teeth can't help but chatter
  19. >It's okay... You like books more than people, mostly, sometimes
  20. >Anon's the only one who's ever actually been nice to you
  21. >Can't believe you worked up the courage to talk to him!
  22. >But he was going to a party with the girls and a lot of people from school, back at Sour Sweet's place
  23. >And now you were here...
  24. >You've never done anything like this
  25. >It's so scary
  26. >You don't know anyone here, and they're all so rowdy
  27. >Music is loud...
  28. >Too many people...
  29. >People everywhere...
  30. >You clasp your hands over your mouth, trying to prevent yourself from hyperventilating, and run into the home's kitchen
  31. >"Woah, hey, Twilight... Are you okay?"
  32. "S-Sorry, A-Anon... I'm-m-m-m..."
  33. >Can barely talk, heart beating so fast
  34.  
  35. >Anon puts a hand on your shoulder, and you flinch, as you always do whenever anyone touches you
  36. >It might not be healthy to psycho-analyze yourself so much, but you think it might be from all the bullying
  37. >You're not scared of Anon, but... You can't help but to cower in front of him, breathing heavily into your hands
  38. >"Twilight? What's wrong?"
  39. "I-I-I... T-Too many p-people... P-Panic attack..."
  40. >Concern immediately takes over Anon's disposition
  41. >"Shit! H-How can I help?!"
  42. >You shake your head
  43. "I-I'll be o-okay..." you say, muffled by your hands
  44. >Please, don't be weird in front of the only person who doesn't hate you...
  45. >In and out, you breath faster and faster, unable to stop yourself
  46. >"There's fewer people upstairs... That's where our friends are, too. Here."
  47. >Anon reaches out a hand
  48. >You take it with one, and keep the other over your mouth as he whisks you away up the stairs
  49. >Getting a little teary eyed, you wipe at your face, not sure why you're following Anon to what will surely be nothing more than the girls making fun of you
  50. >Having a panic attack at a party isn't normal...
  51. >And they'll be mad that you're here instead of doing their homework...
  52. >Anon pushes open a door into a large bedroom, the girls sitting in a circle and chatting on the floor
  53. >They look up at you and Anon, first with smiles, until they spot you
  54. >"What's she doing here, Nonny?"
  55. >"Twilight was having a panic attack or something, Sugar."
  56. >Sugar Coat looks at your tear streaked, reddened face and laughs
  57. "I-I-I'm s-sorry... I-I know I sh-should be d-doing your—"
  58. >She holds a hand up in front of herself
  59. >"No, Twilight, it's fine. I've never seen you at one of our parties before. This could be... Fun."
  60. "R-Really?"
  61. >The girls exchange looks between themselves, then look to you with inviting smiles
  62. >"Really really."
  63. "O-Oh, th-thank you!"
  64. >No one's ever said you could be fun before
  65. >Anon goes down to sit next to Sugar Coat, and you take a seat in the circle next to Sunny and Indigo
  66.  
  67. "S-S-So... W-What do you g-g-guys do at p-parties?"
  68. >The girls smiled and chuckled, though, not at you, you hoped
  69. >This was all just so surreal to you!
  70. >Never been to a party before, never hung out with a group of friends...
  71. >Sugar Coat speaks up
  72. >"Well, mostly we just talk, but... Sometimes we play a few games, as well."
  73. "L-Like what?"
  74. >Oh, this is so cool!
  75. >The girls never do anything with you
  76. >Aside from give you homework, of course!
  77. >But now you were part of their inner circle
  78. >Thanks to Anon, you think
  79. >"Have you ever played 'Never Have I Ever'? It's a pretty simple game."
  80. >You shake your head
  81. >Sugar Coat explains the rules to you
  82. >When it's your turn, you say something you've never done
  83. >Then the others, if THEY'VE done that, get a point
  84. >And apparently you want points? Otherwise you're a 'no life loser'
  85. >The girls all nod in unison as Sugar Coat explains, though Anon doesn't look too happy for some reason
  86. "I-I think I g-g-get it..."
  87. >"Great! I'll go first."
  88. >Sugar Coat clears her throat
  89. >"Never have I ever... Skipped class."
  90. >Well, you've never done that either!
  91. >Some of the girls, obviously Indigo Zap, raise a finger on one hand to count
  92. >They all laugh, and you awkwardly join in
  93. >As the game goes around, it starts becoming more... Raunchy?
  94. >Not sure you like that
  95. >First just kissing stuff, but then it's all 'never blown a guy on the first date'
  96. >When it comes around to you, you try to keep the game more friendly, you know, since you're with friends
  97. >They always laugh
  98. >You wonder if they're laughing at you now...
  99. >After a while Sugar Coat yawns
  100. >"This is boring. Where's everyone at?"
  101. >The girls raise their hands, most having quite a few fingers raised
  102. >You?
  103. >Nothing
  104. >That's not so bad, really
  105. >All the questions were so gross and sexual!
  106. >Sugar Coat giggles as she looks at your hands
  107. >"Twilight, you won!"
  108. "I-I-I thought you s-said n-no points is l-losing..."
  109. >"No, now you can say for a fact that never have you ever done anything!"
  110. >The girls giggle
  111.  
  112. >Anon, who hadn't been participating in the game, crosses his arms
  113. >"Sugar, come on."
  114. >"Aw, Nonny, we're just having fun!"
  115. >He rolls his eyes
  116. >Sugar Coat leans to Anon's ear and whispers something
  117. >You huddle up into yourself and look away from the girls, realizing now that you were just a little thing for them to make fun of
  118. >Again...
  119. >It's not so bad, though right?
  120. >At least they're talking to you
  121. >When you turn to look back up, Sugar Coat is still whispering something to Anon
  122. >Once she pulls away, he laughs lightly to himself
  123. >Wonder what they're talking about
  124. >Hopefully not something gross
  125. >Indigo Zap bounces up to her feet
  126. >"Let's get physical. This gabbing shit is so fucking boring! Pillow fight?"
  127. >She begins turning to the others, one at a time
  128. >"Pillow fight? Pillow fight? Please, guys, come on. Pillow fight?"
  129. >Sour Sweet rolls her eyes
  130. >"Holy shit, just shut up, Zap. We already know you get excited at the thought of getting physical with a bunch of girls."
  131. >"Oh fuck you, Sour!"
  132. >That's mean...
  133. >Zap grunts as the rest of the girls laugh at her, though, you don't laugh
  134. >"Girls, please. A pillow fight might be fun! We do have Twilight with us this time, don't we?"
  135. >The girls giggle, and you're not sure you like the way they do it this time
  136. "I-I-I guess I c-can join in on th-the p-pillow fight..."
  137. >"Yes!" Indigo Zap says, scrambling for the bed, throwing the huge multitude of pillows to you and the rest of the girls
  138. >You wonder why some people have so many pillows, but you're not able to wonder for too long as the fight begins
  139. >Though, it's less a pillow fight and more a pillow massacre
  140. >The girls bounce around you, wailing on you with the pillows
  141. >"Guys, what the fuck, stop!" you hear Anon yell
  142. >Getting hit... You shouldn't have agreed to this
  143. >Before long, you fall to the floor, crying, flinching at each blow
  144. >It doesn't hurt, but it's... Just instinct
  145. >When something hits you, you cry
  146. >"Fucking seriously?"
  147. >Anon pushes the girls away from you
  148.  
  149. >If you could just disappear, that would be best
  150. >You're sobbing, one of those full-body, disgusting sobs
  151. >And you just... Can't stop
  152. >On the inside, you KNOW this is dumb, nothing happened to you, but you can't control your body
  153. >It always just seems to shut down and shake and stutter and cry without you
  154. >Like you're trapped in your body
  155. >"Lol, is she crying?! Over a pillow fight? Twilight, really."
  156. >"Sugar, come on! You know how she is. You knew it would be like this."
  157. >Anon reaches out a hand for you again, and, like last time, you take it
  158. >"Come on, Twilight. I'm sorry I brought you here..." he says, pulling you out from your only group of friends
  159. >You hear laughter, ringing in your skull, as you leave
  160. >But it's okay
  161. >If you were them, you wouldn't do any differently
  162. >You are a joke, so it's okay
  163. >At least they talk to you
  164. >Anon pulls you into the hallway and onto the stairs, taking a seat at the top
  165. >The music from downstairs is still blaring loudly, and you can hear people chatting below
  166. >You sit down next to him, and he puts an arm around you
  167. >"It's okay, Twilight. It's fine."
  168. "I-I-I'm s-sorry for b-being weird..."
  169. >Anon shakes his head
  170. >"You're not the weird one. Sugar Coat... I don't even know why we're dating at this point."
  171. >They're dating?
  172. >You didn't know that
  173. >But, it's not like that matters
  174. >You only wanted a friend in Anon...
  175. >"And... This isn't any consolation, but Sugar Coat's stupid pranks and asshole-ish tendencies... I've seen people get worse than you got. Usually it's a lot worse."
  176. "M-Maybe sh-she l-let me off e-easy because w-we're friends..."
  177. >Anon shrugs
  178. >"I don't know why you hang around them... Don't you have other, you know, actual friends to hang out with? All the girls ever do is make fun of you."
  179. "N-No... I-It's okay if they m-make fun of me... Th-They at least t-talk to m-me..."
  180. >Anon pulls you in closer to him
  181.  
  182. >"You know... Parties are supposed to be fun. I'm not going to let you leave here until you're happy. Fuck the girls."
  183. >You cough as you laugh, wiping at your face with your sleeve from your shirt that's a little too big for you, pushing your glasses out of the way
  184. "Umm... O-Okay... I-I can try t-to have f-fun... B-But I d-don't think you should say, um... F-Fuck the g-girls... Th-They aren't s-so bad..."
  185. >"They're pretty bad to you. I still don't get why you hang around them. Doesn't Sugar Coat just make you do her homework and stuff?"
  186. >You nod
  187. "Y-Yes, b-but it's okay... Th-They talk to me, a-and... Someone a-as b-bad as me... Th-That's what I d-deserve..."
  188. >Anon shakes his head all the more
  189. >People don't seem to agree with the things you think about yourself, it seems
  190. >Though, 'people' means your mom and dad, and it's kind of their job to pretend their kids are all great and stuff
  191. >You were never as social and cool as Shining
  192. >Just a bookworm
  193. >A good one!
  194. >But that's all you were
  195. >"You're not a bad person, Twilight. That's crazy. I mean, I know we don't know each other that much, but that's crazy. Anytime you've ever been with the girls, you've been just... You know, you try to comfort the girls when they're going through shit, and they'd never do that for you! How can you think you're a bad person?"
  196. "I-I-I s-stutter, I-I h-have no fashion sense, I-I'm not good l-looking... M-Maybe i-it's more like I-I'm a p-poorly m-m-made p-person. I know th-that, s-so, i-it's not c-crazy to m-me..."
  197. >Anon shakes his head more and you laugh
  198. >His neck must be getting tired from doing that
  199. >"Winston Churchill had a stutter."
  200. >You giggle
  201. "I-I kn-know... B-But I-I'm not the P-Prime Minister o-of England."
  202. >The two of you laugh together
  203.  
  204. >"And..."
  205. >Anon turns to you
  206. >"You look fine, to me. If that's okay for me to say."
  207. >You blush and shirk away from Anon
  208. >Compliments...
  209. >You're not good at receiving them
  210. >But you have to say something back, right?
  211. "Y-You t-too..."
  212. >He's wrong about you, but it's impolite to refuse a compliment, you think
  213. >Plus, all he wants to do is try and make you feel better
  214. >That's not so bad
  215. >"So, what do you want to do? Go downstairs and try to party, or what?"
  216. "N-No... I-I'm o-okay by myself. U-Up h-here... I-I don't w-want t-to be a h-hassle. G-Go, I-I'll just l-leave."
  217. >Anon frowns
  218. >"I'm not going to just leave you alone up here. If you want, we can just... Talk, I suppose. So... Pluto's bigger than they thought it was."
  219. "O-Oh! I-I-I s-saw the p-pictures. I-It w-was very c-cool."
  220. >You chuckle, and see that Anon smiles as you do
  221. "U-Umm... I-I've a-always k-kind of been d-disappointed w-with P-Pluto's d-demotion. E-Even th-though I know it m-makes s-sense."
  222. >Anon clenches his fist out in front of him
  223. >"Curse that Neil deGrasse Tyson."
  224. >Both of you break into a slight chuckling
  225. >This is nice, you think
  226. >People never really talk to you
  227. >You're not very good at talking
  228. >A door opens up somewhere behind you, and you hear someone walking towards you
  229. >"Oh, look at the two love birds! Trying to steal Nonny away from me, Twilight?"
  230. "N-N-No! W-W-We're j-just t-talking! I-I'd n-n-never—"
  231. >Sugar Coat laughs
  232. >"Twilight, I'm just joking. I know Anon would never stoop down to your level. Anyways, I'm just heading downstairs to get some drinks for me and the girls. Want anything, Nonny?"
  233. >Anon shrugs
  234. >"No thanks."
  235. >"Oh well."
  236. >Sugar Coat pushes her way between you and Anon harshly, pushing you to the side as you reflexively flinch away from her
  237. >Anon groans as you watch Sugar descend the stairs
  238. >"I'm sorry about her."
  239.  
  240. "W-Why? L-Like I s-said, i-it's o-okay..."
  241. >Anon doesn't look too happy as you say that
  242. >"It's not okay. 'Stoop down to your level'? God, I don't even know what happened to her... Maybe I'm stooping down, but it's to her level. Not yours."
  243. >Now you're the one shaking your head
  244. "Sh-She's n-not s-so bad."
  245. >"Yeah? Friends don't insult their friends, or beat on them at parties to the point of tears."
  246. >You shy away from Anon at the mention of tears
  247. >That people see you cry is embarrassing
  248. >Not something you like at all
  249. >You can handle the teasing, because you're just friends
  250. >It's okay
  251. >Words are just words
  252. >But physical stuff just... You shut down
  253. >Though, when Anon puts his arm back around you, you don't flinch
  254. >"You know, I used to be the one who did Sugar's homework for her. I know that can suck. So can not having people to talk about shit with, aside from teachers."
  255. >You nod
  256. >Teachers are the only ones you seem to be able to talk to about your interests
  257. >Or anything
  258. >For just a few minutes after class, you'd head to the teacher, ask a question, and that'd be about your socialization for the day
  259. "Um... I've b-been r-reading ab-bout, uh, s-superheavy e-elements l-lately, and—"
  260. >No one wants to hear you talk about that, Twilight
  261. "N-No, th-that's boring, s-sorry..."
  262. >"Like 'Island of Stability' stuff?"
  263. >You perk up and smile, nodding your head
  264. "Y-Yeah!"
  265. >"My physics knowledge isn't so great, but... So, what's interesting about them?"
  266. "W-Well... I-It's m-m-more a-about sc-scientific rigor th-than anything a-actually cool... B-But it's s-still cool to me! P-Predictions on a-atomic sh-shell structure f-from such a l-long time a-ago. I-If th-they're right, a-about the predicted s-stability of superh-heavies... I-It would j-just vindicate, y-you know, th-the theoretical stuff o-on h-how p-protons f-form atoms. P-Plus, th-the idea of 'd-double magic' is f-funny."
  267. >Anon smiles and laughs
  268. >"I don't really understand much of what you said. But it sounds cool."
  269.  
  270. >Though Sugar Coat usually tells you not to talk about 'dumb nerd stuff' to people, because it's uncool
  271. >She's always been very smart, even if she makes you do everything for her
  272. >You were all in Crystal Prep, after all, which only takes the brightest of the bright
  273. >It's all about being presentable; she doesn't want to look and sound like a 'total Twilight'
  274. >Despite that, you talk to Anon about dumb nerd stuff
  275. >About the Transfermium Wars, which sound WAY cooler than they actually were
  276. >Even if they were still pretty cool
  277. >The effects of the Cold War seeping into even the scientific world
  278. >And about the very few potential uses of superheavy elements
  279. >It's just a neat thing, it's not like superheavies will do much, but it's just so fun to think about!
  280. >Anon nods along as you go on and on about the various things you find interesting, sometimes interjecting with comments
  281. >He doesn't even seem to care about your stutter all too much
  282. >At one point, he tells you all about Michelson-Morley experiments, which you know about, but you let him talk about it anyways
  283. >You push a strand of hair behind your ear as the two of you laugh about how silly it was to think about light traveling through an 'ether'
  284. >"Man, I never get to talk about this shit to anyone! Sugar Coat used to before she became all... Bitchy or whatever. You've made my day, Twilight."
  285. "R-R-Really? Th-Thanks... I-I l-like talking t-to you t-too... I-I d-don't usually get to t-talk to anyone, exc-cept what homework I-I need to d-do..."
  286. >You hadn't noticed her coming up the stairs, but Sugar Coat was now standing in front you, balancing a large number of cups in her arms
  287. >"Hey you two. Having fun?"
  288. >"Not now, Sugar..."
  289. >Sugar looks at you
  290. >"You know, it's rude not to respond when someone talks to you."
  291. "S-S-S-Sorry... W-We were j-just t-talking."
  292. >Sugar Coat chuckles
  293. >"O-O-O-O-O K-K-K-K-K-Kay."
  294. >You lied earlier
  295. >People making fun of your stutter hurts, but you try to swallow down any intent to cry
  296.  
  297. >"S-S-S-S-Something w-w-w-w-w-wrong?"
  298. "S-S-Stop, p-please..."
  299. >Sugar Coat continues to stutter at you
  300. >You grit your teeth hard, trying not to tear up with everything you have
  301. >"Sugar, what the fuck is wrong with you? Seriously?!"
  302. >"Oh please, Anon, Twilight knows I'm just joking, right?"
  303. >You would typically nod, but instead you simply frown
  304. >"Anyways, please move. It's not easy carrying these drinks."
  305. >You shimmy sideways, giving Sugar room to move through
  306. >As she begins walking past you and Anon, she trips falling directly on top of you
  307. >You shriek as you become drenched in alcohol
  308. >"TWILIGHT! YOU TRIPPED ME!"
  309. "W-What?! N-No I d-didn't!"
  310. >"UGH, JUST LOOK AT THIS! I EVEN GOT SOME ON ME!"
  311. >Sugar Coat stands up and begins patting herself down, a small wet splotch on her skirt
  312. >Aside from that, she's completely dry, though she's still looking down on you with fury
  313. >Your shirt, on the other hand, is soaked through and through
  314. >The smell of the alcohol is enough to make you gag, and your face, mostly your eyes and nose, burns
  315. >Anon helps you up
  316. >"WHAT ABOUT ME?!"
  317. >"Oh shut up! You did that on purpose!"
  318. >Sugar Coat almost chuckles, but stops herself
  319. >"Whatever. I'm just going to go hang out with the girls, then. And nice bra, Twilight."
  320. >Sugar pushes her way past you, almost knocking you back over as she does so
  321. >You try to cover yourself up as you realize you can partially see through your shirt now
  322. >"Fuck... Let's get you to the bathroom. There's towels in there."
  323. "O-O-Okay..."
  324. >You try to wipe your face dry with your sleeve, but it just makes it wetter, and makes the smell of the alcohol more intense
  325. >Anon leads you along by hand to the upstairs bathroom
  326. >It's a lot bigger than any bathroom you've ever seen
  327. >Being rich must be nice
  328. >Anon picks up a towel from off a rack and tosses it to you
  329. >"Here. This should help."
  330. "Th-Th-Thanks..."
  331. >You begin to pat yourself down
  332.  
  333. >After a few minutes, you're sort of dry
  334. >Dry-ish
  335. >Anon sits on the rim of a Jacuzzi and makes small chatter with you
  336. >Talking about science and math and that sort of thing
  337. >After your shirt, you begin trying to dry your hair out
  338. >Alcohol can't be great for your hair or scalp, you don't think
  339. >Even your glasses are smeared with the stuff
  340. >You take your hair out of its bun and let it hang down, which you don't typically like to do in front of other people
  341. >Taking your glasses off, you begin to wipe at the lenses with the towel
  342. >Though, you can't really see that, since your vision is utterly terrible without your glasses on
  343. >Looking over to Anon, he's more of a green blur than anything else
  344. >Heck, you can hardly see the blur
  345. >You put your glasses on and...
  346. >Had only made things worse
  347. >Now everything's covered in this thick, distorted slime
  348. >Turning to the mirror, you can barely make yourself out
  349. "D-D-Do I l-l-ook okay? D-Did I g-get m-m-most of it? M-My glasses... I-I can't see v-v-very well."
  350. >Anon stands up and walks over to you
  351. >"You look fine. More than fine. Ugh... I'm so sorry about Sugar Coat, Twilight. She's..."
  352. "I-I-It's okay... W-Well... N-No. I-It's not, b-but, th-thanks f-for being n-n-nice to me..."
  353. >"Here."
  354. >Anon takes the glasses from off your face, and begins wiping them on his shirt
  355. >At least, that is what you think he's doing
  356. >Can't very well see him doing it
  357. >After a few moments, Anon nods to himself
  358. >"That should do it."
  359. >You limpidly reach a hand out to take the glasses back, but Anon instead gently places the glasses back on your face, his fingers lightly brushing your cheeks
  360. >"Better?"
  361. >The world comes into focus, Anon in front of you, smiling
  362. >You blush
  363. "U-U-Umm... Y-Yes... Th-Thank you," you say, smiling back
  364.  
  365. >"I'm not sure we really want to... Go back out there, right now at least. Sugar being a huge bitch, and all. Maybe we could just continue talking in here?"
  366. >You nod sheepishly as Anon goes back over to take a seat on the Jacuzzi's edge
  367. >He pats on the spot next to him and you make your way over and sit down
  368. >As you sit next to him, you feel... A slight fluttering of the chest
  369. >Do you... Like him?
  370. >You've never really felt like this before, fluttery and anxious
  371. >Not like this
  372. >It's usually fluttery and anxious in a way where you're scared of being hurt...
  373. >Anon puts an arm around you
  374. >"Are you feeling okay?"
  375. "I-I'm f-fine... Th-Thanks..."
  376. >Anon smiles
  377. >"So, where were we before we got interrupted?"
  378. "U-U-Umm... I-I think I w-was going to t-t-talk about m-m-monopoles..."
  379. >Anon chuckles as you begin to go on about monopoles
  380. >Another sort of silly thing to think about, extremely hypothetical, but fun
  381. >Because your definition of fun is 'incredibly warped', as Sugar Coat would say
  382. >When Anon begins talking about who his favorite contemporary scientists are, you can't help but to feel that fluttering again
  383. >Why?
  384. >He's dating your friend!
  385. >You can't just have feelings like this...
  386. >"Twilight?"
  387. >You realize you were staring at him, and blush
  388. "S-S-Sorry..."
  389. >"You don't have to be."
  390. >Anon has that soft smile on his face again, his eyes looking into yours, only causing you to blush further
  391. >As he begins to lean in, you move away
  392. "B-B-But Sugar C-Coat!"
  393. >"Sugar Coat doesn't own me, and after today... I'm done stooping down to her level."
  394. >Anon gently rubs your shoulder with his hand and you bite your lip before turning back to him
  395. "I-I've n-n-never k-k-kissed a-anyone before..."
  396. >You close your eyes and wait for Anon to meet you
  397. >When his lips meet yours, you're already shivering, and through your closed eyelids you can see a flash of light
  398. >When you open your eyes, you see...
  399. "W-Why is y-your ph-phone in y-your hands?"
  400.  
  401. >"Remember when I said Sugar's pranks are usually a lot worse?"
  402. "W-What d-d-do you m-mean?"
  403. >Anon stands up and stretches, and you notice that there's a picture of the two of you kissing on his phone
  404. >"Back in the room, Sugar made a bet with me if I could get you to kiss me before the party was over. I didn't think you'd be so desperate that you'd fall for someone you'd just met, but I guess I really didn't know you as good as she did."
  405. "W-W-W-What?"
  406. >Anon chuckles
  407. >"Did you seriously believe I'd give up Sugar Coat for a pimpled, stuttering mess? I mean, hey, at least you can say someone's kissed you, right?"
  408. >You don't have the words
  409. >When you open your mouth, nothing but stuttering comes out
  410. >'W' after 'W', unable to even ask why
  411. >"W-W-W-W... Sorry, but it was in the name of having Sugar do some things with me she doesn't otherwise usually do. So, thanks. It's almost a win-win, you know?"
  412. >You bring your hands up to your face
  413. >There's no point in trying to hold back
  414. >You sob, harder than you had earlier, without even the energy to sit upright
  415. >You fall onto your knees on the floor, trying to keep your tears from flowing between haggard cries
  416. >"Hey, come on, don't be like that."
  417. "Y-Y-You j-j-j-jerk!"
  418. >Anon shrugs
  419. >"Whatever. I'm going to see Sugar Coat. You should probably head home."
  420. >With that, he exits the room, phone in his hand as he giddily runs off to reap his reward from Sugar
  421. >What kind of horrible person would...
  422. >And using their own boyfriend to...
  423. >Twilight...
  424. >You should've just ingrained it in yourself that you're a bad person
  425. >Then you wouldn't have fallen for this stupid trick
  426. >No one could ever actually like you
  427. >What else could it have been but a prank?
  428. >The soft sound of laughter moves under the door and into the bathroom
  429. >Sugar and the girls are probably listening to you crying right now...
  430. >You wish you could stop, but you can't
  431. >'Ugh, this is getting boring,' you hear before the door opens
  432.  
  433. >Sugar Coat stands with crossed arms at the doorway, looking down on you as the rest of the girls snicker behind her
  434. >Anon is there by her side, a shit eating grin on his face
  435. >"One. Don't try to steal people's boyfriends."
  436. "I-I-I didn't... I..."
  437. >She rolls her eyes
  438. >"Two. Don't go to parties when you should be doing work. Do we have an understanding?"
  439. "Y-Y-Yes..."
  440. >You could feel the eyes of the girls, their laughter, bearing up your prostrated form
  441. >"I hope the lesson you take from all this is: Don't speak while in public, especially to Sugar Coat's boyfriend, asking him what he's 'doing after school', or 'd-d-d-d-doing a-a-a-a-after s-s-s-s-school', or whatever it is you said. Now get out of my fucking house."
  442. >Sucking in your tears, holding your breath rather than crying further, you stand up
  443. >The girls spread, letting you exit the bathroom
  444. >Perhaps to spite you, Sugar looks into your eyes as she gives Anon a deep, tongue kiss
  445. >You hear one of the girls yell about 'that Social Studies project'
  446. >The one, you remember, about Napoleon... Eight pages...
  447. >And there was the take home Math test for Zap...
  448. >And more and more
  449. >Of course you shouldn't have come here
  450. >It's going to take all night just to finish up everything
  451. >You just... You just wanted to have fun for once, with them, with someone, but...
  452. >No, you were always right
  453. >That's not for you
  454. >You're just a stuttering moron
  455. >Once you reach home, you begin the tireless, thankless work, and hope you don't stain anything with your tears
  456. >It's about 5am when you finally finish, barely enough time to sleep...
  457. >You plop yourself down on your bed, birds chirping outside
  458. >Sugar Coat and the others, you didn't listen to them even though they were the only ones at Crystal Prep who cared to talk to you
  459. >This was your fault
  460. >You ask yourself the question you ask yourself every night
  461. >Why were you ever born?
  462. >Why shouldn't tonight be the night you actually do it?
  463.  
  464. FIN
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