Beaten By A Girl: SUCK IT!

Beaten By A Girl: SUCK IT!

A Chapter by Becky Lawrence
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Pellervo just might be my all time favorite character.

"
I turn around. My heart races. Are they coming? How many will there be? It's too dark to tell what is in the room with me. The shadows could be hiding anything.
I see movement out of the corner of my eye. Is it an enemy? I can't see. Everything is too dark, like I said. Damn power outages. I see movement again. D****t! I open fire and shoot randomly throughout the room. I hear a cry of agony. I hit whatever was out there.
"Pellervo! You're a b***h." Chaz shouts. I look at his half of the TV. "I was trying to kill you, damn."
"Oh, yeah, that changes everything." I laugh. "Don't be pissed off because a girl beat you. It's going to become a regular thing if you keep playing xbox with me.
"You're still a b***h."
"And I still kicked your a*s."
"B***h."
"Moron."
"Jerk."
"Poopy face!"
"Stupid head!"
"Guys!" Mike cuts in. "Just start a new game. God damn."
I turn around to look at Mike. He lays on the couch playing Pokemon on DS. He glances at me and looks away. I use this as my chance to get him. Telling me to stop arguing with Chaz, who does he think he is? Chaz is fun to argue with!
I lick my pinkey and inch closer to him. I make sure he isn't watching. In one swift movement I stick my finger in his ear. "Wet willy, bizznitch!" I shout.
"Nooo! My brains." Mike squirms away.
"What brains?" Chaz asks Mike.
"Jerk." Mike frowns. "I need to go dry out my ear." Mike gets up and walks to the kitchen. Chaz high-fives me and we start a new game.



© 2011 Becky Lawrence


Author's Note

Becky Lawrence
Short as hell. I wrote it after spending Web Development in boredom.

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Becky Lawrence
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I've been writing since seventh grade. It started as a hobby and became an addiction. I have become an insomniac because of the thoughts and ideas going on in my head. I will read most read request.. more..

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