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( Baby Face ):

    His hand jerks back and a childish offense crawls over his face. He is     obviously working here. He just brings the tip of his drawing utensil to her     nails and colors them. Then he pulls back after his work is done and pushes     her hand off of poor Hello Kitty’s face. “There, I finished it for you. Free of     charge. You’re welcome, kid.”

“Yo!! Wah gwan with ya?” She immediately snatched her hand away to survey the damage with an horrified expression. This bitch. “You’re terrible, and you’re gonna fix these. I have nail polish in my purse!” She was half joking, but a part of her was adamant on her nails getting fixed IMMEDIATELY.  “Fuck, who would want to date me with these?? I have to look bomb at all times just in case I see someone fine, man!!”

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( That Damn Adam ):

Although Adam went when pushed,                     he didn’t go easy.

            He ended up rolling off of Kenya with a groan,                edging more towards a WHINE——

The reply to her relief was a little snicker, which turned into a hum of contemplation when she brought up swiffers.

                         “…I don’t have a swiffer jet.” He claimed,                           sounding somewhat DEJECTED for it.

         Following, he fell into a moment of silence.              It appeared as though he’d remain quiet,                      BUT THEN A WHISPER…

                                                 “Pad brooms.”

Fucking pad brooms?            When. Will. It.                    END??

                           Kenya shifted up and teasingly hit him square                            in the back. “No! I’ve had enough!! You don’t                            get to talk anymore for the rest of your life.” 

The covers and sheets were entangled in between her legs, making it difficult for her to even get up. She kicked the sheet off of her, kicking him  accidentally during the process.

                             “And you don’t have a swiffer jet because you’re behind the times, dude.”                               The covers were thrown off with impatience, highlighting her frustration.                                “I need to get up outta here. Wanna go to the park, asshole?”

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( Annoying Fetus ):

“Ma says I’m sweet as cake,” she counters with a smirk. She’s skating beside the curb now, trailing alongside the girl. “Oh, I know what this is about. This is about me hitting you in the face with the hockey puck yesterday. It was an accident!!” Kat had slap shot the hockey puck, missed the net, and hit the walking girl the day before. Man, her cheeks never turned hotter. “I said I was SORRY!”

“Well now my face got a damn bruise ‘pon it!!” Curls bounced in a flurry as she whipped around to face the constantly moving girl. That moment was embarrassing and she could never live that down. EVER. “Sorry won’t make me less ugly! Now everybody keeps making fun of me.” Not a day went by without someone pointing out the mark on her cheek and saying something rude as Hell.

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( Baby Face ):

    “I can’t do that. They’re all too scattered,” he decides, and continues scribbling     his plans in a Hello Kitty notepad. But he’s writing gibberish. The kind of     writing only seen on-screen in television cartoons. “Maybe I’ll bomb the     Westboro Baptist Church. They’re one family, right? Always travel in packs.”

    He completes his note with a check-mark, secure in himself.

”Suuuure, I guess that’s a better plan.” Kenya couldn’t help but ogle at his sketchbook, slightly enamored with how fucking jumbled it looked. Can he even understand his own notes? She casually placed her hand on his notepad so his attention would be brought onto her nails. “What color should I get? I was thinking gold. The glittery kind!”

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( Si ):

   THE IDEA OF PRESUPPOSED   satiation runs it’s course carnality     through his veins like ichor, making his blood sing and tongue somersault inside of     that smart-mouth of his.  ‘ Only if you’re real nice, Kenya.’   Her name rolls off of     his tongue like lechery, an omnivorous animal, as subtle as it may be. Sidney isn’t     opposed to the idea, he’s got money of his own, so he nods. ‘ It’s Si. Like that one     guy from that duck show, but like ——- not old, n’ shit. ‘

She shrugged nonchalantly, not really knowing what duck show he was referring to. A heartbeat of silence passed before she went to wrap her arm around his, eager for the promised snack. Everything tastes better when it’s FREE. “Si. Like psycho??” Of course Kenya was going to be nice, hopefully her sarcastic laced tongue will chill out, at least for a little while.  “I like cherry coke slushies, by the way.”

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( Baby Face ):

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    “When I grow up, I’m going to start a genocide,” he says delightedly, coloring     in his sketch book with one red pencil, no discernible shape coming from it.     Art with as much sense as his statement. “Who should I kill off? I think I will      kill off every one who has dyed their hair blue… How does that sound?”

Kenya looked at him from out the corner of her eye, lips curling in mild disdain.  “You’re fucking sick, bruh.” She knew that already, but never did anything about it. Mostly, she would entertain. “How about you kill off all the neo-nazis first. That’s sounds more useful, yeah?” Her eyes move from his sketchbook to her nails. They needed to be done soon, but goodness, they still looked so cute.

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( That Damn Adam ):

              Lesson #1:         don’t invite Adam Lounge to spend the night.         The later it gets, the more annoying he becomes.

This time, for instance— he’s settled himself comfortably ON TOP of his friend, lying on his back across their stomach and refusing to move.

                   “Do you ever think about MOPS?                           I mean… they’re basically just NOODLE-BROOMS.”

                       Lesson learned.                      It hasn’t been an hour yet but she already                       wanted to punch him in the chest.

How he even managed to lie on top of her without her knowledge was unknown. He was so fucking heavy. Kenya stared at the ceiling, silently FUMING before pushing him roughly off of her. “Adam, I don’t give a fuck about what you’re talking about half the time.”

                  She took in a deep breathe and released an obnoxious sigh of relief.  “It feels so good to BREATHE again!” Her scowl melted to a slight smile regardless. “Who even uses mops anymore? Don’t everybody got a swiffer jet or some shit?”

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( Annoying Fetus ):

She begins to skate around her, hands crossed innocently  behind her back. “You love me. Admit it.” 

“Nope, I don’t. Me ah love money and cake. You’re neither of those things.” Kenya continued to walk along the side walk, adamantly trying to ignore the other girl. She was way too cool for her. “Leave me alone before somebody sees me with you.”

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( ??? ):

    HONEY-DIPPED DARLING,  Sidney enjoys the easy information      that drips from her teeth ;    did she want him to ask about it?  there’s  a  quiet      air about the boy, he isn’t familiar with being the one who isn’t new.  ‘ nah, just      a few months ago, my dad works at the uni. you got a name?  you wanna get     a slushie? ‘

               “I’m Kenya. Yeah I want me a slushie!!” She flashed a bright smile at him before leaning forward, a teasing aura about her. “You gonna pay for me, right?” One thing that was known for sure is that she really wanted to be his friend, but it was tough as Hell to not try to pull something out of this boy. Wait, she forgot something. “Mmm, what’s ya name?” How rude of her.

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( Blondie ):

          Shoulders drop into the comfort of his own self when the minor weight of the arm leaves him. He hadn’t even known that the loose hold around him was causing such mild anxiety until it retracted, and returned to the other. Still, the amiable smile remains throughout their conversation, and it widens once the mixed drink slides into his grasp. Even without the convenience of narcotics to pollute his system, at least there’s alcohol to bide the spirit’s time.           “ Oh, well, I don’t buy from him. ” Not that he refuses, he simply can’t. It’s trying buying anything from a dealer when they sling from outside of the confines of the hotel, and when he has no money to buy sayd narcotics. Only then does he realize that denying doing drugs is useless now that he admitted to buying any at all, and saying you’re ‘ buying them for a friend ’ is  s o o o  junior high.  “ It depends on what you’re trying to feel — or not feel. ” A quick, heavy drink, “ You looking to experiment, or what? ”

                    She herself didn’t know what exactly she wanted to feel. Anything other than, well...This. Whatever the Hell that was. Her smile quivered a  little, inciting for her to bite her lip in thought. “Mmm...More like meh nuh wanna feel. I mean, I want to feel, but not like this. I just feel dark and stressed all the time, y’know?” Kenya’s posture slumped a little. How depressing.

“I just wanna try something out, just this once.” That was a lie and she knew it. Addiction was totally a possibility. Her impulse control wasn’t really up to par, but it was doubtful that Blondie cared. Hell, she didn’t even care right now. “Do you have something that can make me feel happy? I’ll pay ya, Blondie!” Kenya perked up a little, flashing a smile that seemed to light up her whole face. The slightly fluctuating emotions was starting to confuse her, it was kind of hard to stay stagnantly content as of late. “I can barely make it a DAY without going crazy in this place. I need something!!”

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    ’ YEAH,     I do. ‘          He figures resigning himself to the petty beauty      of the playground would be boring, so he sets his sights elsewhere.   King  of      bad news & an even worse mouth, Sidney nods mutely.  ‘  — Are you new?? ‘

            A smile spread across her lips in silent thanks. “Yeah, I just moved here.” To be frank, it wasn’t much different. At least, all public housing looked the same to her. “What ‘bout you? Ya live here all ya life or what?” Kenya turned her whole body to face him now, unabashedly taking in his features with pressing eyes.

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( ??? ):

   ‘ YOU’RE LIKE —-   really pretty. Did you know that?? ‘

          “Hell yeah I knew that!!” She flipped her hair for emphasis before looking back at the unfamiliar boy with an interested expression. “...Do ya really 'tink meh ah pretty?”

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( Annoying fetus ):

“…”

“That’s fucking gay.”

“Ya mudda.” This chick was freaking annoying. “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”

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( Austin ):

               “Just  leave me  here to die. Survival of the fittest.”

                    "Hell nah, if I’m hiking you doin’ it too!!” She was actually attempting this ‘ new year, new me ’ shit and she wanted to complete at least one resolution. “Now get UP before fucking mountain lions get us.”

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