Carson made a fist in the air and pulled his arm towards him in celebration. “Yes, score. You’re the best, Lo.” He laughed, he really could use a massage right now the way his back was aching. But he nodded, deciding to bring it up later. He just wanted to get out of school, it didn’t give off the safe vibes anymore. Any time he had to hang around for longer than he needed to he’d rather cut short. “Okay, I’ll wait here.” He smiled, and watched as she vanished into the girls locker room. It wasn’t that this place scared him, per say, he just couldn’t get past the fact that someone had killed another student and any of them could be next. It gave him the chills, and it’s like the faculty didn’t even give them time to get over it. After he emerged himself from his thoughts, Logan was on her way back into the gym, and Carson pushed himself from the bleachers. “Ready?” He asked, smiling and gesturing her toward the doors that led outside. “It the red one, if you didn’t remember. I know it’s been awhile.” He laughed, opening the heavy brown door and holding it until she passed him.
“So ready.” She smiled at him, it was just weird still being in the school. For Logan it was hard because Sarah and her spent a lot of time together in that school. And you never think that you’re going to lose your best friend or well, your girlfriend. Logan felt like she had been cheated. “Don’t be silly, of course I remember. Lots of good times in the car.” She laughed softly, lots of good times. She ran her fingers through her soft blond hair, “Thanks.” She mumbled as he held the door open for her. See, Carson did have a soft and sweet side.
You’re going down, hun…
You’re wasting my time, and your own really.
See you out on the field
To even be considered for the part, you’d have to be part of the team…you’re just going to make a fool out of yourself - again, wasting your time. But whatever, you’re no threat to me.
I heard you’re head cheerleader…. Ready to go down?
I guess you heard correctly. No such thing, sweetheart.
You’re going down, hun…
You’re wasting my time, and your own really.
Can’t we have rainbows and cupcakes and whatever that Mean Girls’ quote is.
She doesn’t even go here~
I heard you’re head cheerleader…. Ready to go down?
I guess you heard correctly. No such thing, sweetheart.
