Miraye lunged at Matthias, full strength and landed on him, growling. "I'm not the sissy boy kind of person, you jackass. If I did had to choose at least a decent man, he would know how to defend for himself. Girlie boys aren't my type. Never were, never will be." She kicked him as she stood up. "Understand?"
"Right-o, pinky. Whatever you say." A sarcastic tone arose from Matthias's voice. Yep, he did not believe her. She held back her violence, picked up the dress and patted the dirt off it.
"What're ya gonna do with that dress?"
"What do you think?"
"Tie a hippo with it?"
"Wear it, you jerk," she snapped at him. She felt another insult arise when-
"Haha, you're kidding me, right?"
He stopped, laughing wildly in the middle of the road. Everyone else halted except Miraye who continued down the path way. She slowed her pace and yelled, "IT LOOKS LIKE NO ONE EVER LIKED YOU - NOT EVEN YOUR MOTHER."
His laughing stopped and Miraye smirked slightly to herself. Yes, the comeback was lame, oh well.
And seriously, she didn't like Tic. And no one would ever believe her. Damn them all, she thought.
1.03.2008
The two don't get along.
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