Alright, Tweepright part 4
The very next morning, Bella the idiot woke up and saw the crystallized cum sculpture in the middle of her bedroom floor.
She assumed wrongly that it was a gift from her caring father, who tried far too hard to win Bella's daughterly affections. Such attempts were futile because: One, Bella wasn't worth it. Two, Bella was not capable of affection.
She licked the sculpture languidly like a trained cat. "salty" she cringed.
So Bella went her merry fucking way in her hexed vehicle to her excruciatingly normal high school, where she was popular only because she was a possible new dick cozy for one (or several) of the school's semi-retarded inbred gentlefolk.
Bella swerved her head in every possible direction, searching the halls subtly for her pale-faced caf-buddy. "No luck," she said to herself. "No luck with what?" said Jess.
Bella jumped and smacked Jess' ugly mug with her elbow.
"FUCK, HOLY COWS" Bella screeched like a banshee. Bella had not even detected Jess' presence. Jess was Bella's acquaintance, some would call it a friend, but Bella did not like to acknowledge this. Jess was an amoeba-shaped vision in a purple stretch top spotted with pink butterflies. Her spaced out expression was a clear indication that she was below average intelligence. (Edward had noted to himself before that if he were to force his hands inside Jessica's skull, her brain would probably have the texture of a sedimentary rock.)
"NO LUCK WITH WHAT. I STILL WANNA KNOW." Jess cried, as she kneaded the bruised fat on her face.
"I don't need to tell you anything." Bella mumbled, she rubbed her injured elbow.
"FINE. NOW I'M ANGRY AT YOU." Jess stormed off down the hallway, her faux-rage like that of a bored grade school girl.
Today, in science class, where Ed was supposed to be, there was a not Edward. He was NOT THERE. :(
Bella was sooo sad.
Today, they were looking at samples of their own blood. Bella felt nauseous looking at the blood.
AND SHE PUKED EVERYWHERE! SHE PUKED ON THE TEACHER, SHE PUKED ON THE STUDENTS, SHE PUKED ON HER DESK, SHE PUKED ON HERSELF, SHE PUKED ALL OVER THE BLOOD IT WAS SO GROSS.
She assumed wrongly that it was a gift from her caring father, who tried far too hard to win Bella's daughterly affections. Such attempts were futile because: One, Bella wasn't worth it. Two, Bella was not capable of affection.
She licked the sculpture languidly like a trained cat. "salty" she cringed.
So Bella went her merry fucking way in her hexed vehicle to her excruciatingly normal high school, where she was popular only because she was a possible new dick cozy for one (or several) of the school's semi-retarded inbred gentlefolk.
Bella swerved her head in every possible direction, searching the halls subtly for her pale-faced caf-buddy. "No luck," she said to herself. "No luck with what?" said Jess.
Bella jumped and smacked Jess' ugly mug with her elbow.
"FUCK, HOLY COWS" Bella screeched like a banshee. Bella had not even detected Jess' presence. Jess was Bella's acquaintance, some would call it a friend, but Bella did not like to acknowledge this. Jess was an amoeba-shaped vision in a purple stretch top spotted with pink butterflies. Her spaced out expression was a clear indication that she was below average intelligence. (Edward had noted to himself before that if he were to force his hands inside Jessica's skull, her brain would probably have the texture of a sedimentary rock.)
"NO LUCK WITH WHAT. I STILL WANNA KNOW." Jess cried, as she kneaded the bruised fat on her face.
"I don't need to tell you anything." Bella mumbled, she rubbed her injured elbow.
"FINE. NOW I'M ANGRY AT YOU." Jess stormed off down the hallway, her faux-rage like that of a bored grade school girl.
Today, in science class, where Ed was supposed to be, there was a not Edward. He was NOT THERE. :(
Bella was sooo sad.
Today, they were looking at samples of their own blood. Bella felt nauseous looking at the blood.
AND SHE PUKED EVERYWHERE! SHE PUKED ON THE TEACHER, SHE PUKED ON THE STUDENTS, SHE PUKED ON HER DESK, SHE PUKED ON HERSELF, SHE PUKED ALL OVER THE BLOOD IT WAS SO GROSS.