Zelda's dorm

[zelda]

[Sierra Briden]

Sierra headed over to Zelda's room with every intention of silent, self-satisfying revenge. No one would be able to say it was her, per-say, but everyone would still know it was her - which made it all the better. She couldn't get suspended (or so she hoped) and even if she did get into trouble, she'd just lie her way out of it or take it like a man and deal. Her parents didn't care if she got suspended or expelled or whatever - they'd just ship her somewhere else, and that was fine and dandy with her. All she wanted from this night was sweet, sweet revenge. And she was going to get it.

When she reached Zelda's dorm, she peeped around the hallway - empty. Then she pulled her backpack off and grabbed a can of spray paint - blood red and ready to roll. She shook the can, pulled the cap off, and began to tag. Sure, she was no artist, but she could do a little graffiti. She wrote first in red, then took out the black. She was halfway through outlining to make awesome bubble letters when she heard shuffling inside the room. She quickly finished up and stood back to admire her work. "ZELDA IS A LESBIAN WHORE" was written across the door, and then in smaller black letters it said, "DON'T TRUST THE BITCH." She had even put a little heart over the i in bitch.

She was gathering her stuff and preparing to run when Zelda opened the door. Sierra stared at her in shock - this wasn't what she expected. She froze, bit her lower lip, then decided it wasn't worth it to run. She'd definitely be caught. "Oh, no, Zelda, look," she whined, sounding like a pathetic, whiney fake-friend. "Someone vandalized your door, oh this is terrible." She smirked and made a show of putting her spray paint can back in her bag.

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[zelda]

She was a light sleeper. More the likley to be woken from her dreams by the slightest noise in her room; Zelda was awoken by a noise. At first she thought she was hearing things, Or that she was just dreaming it. A noise that sounded slightly like a fky buzzing around her room.

What the hell? She squinted up at the roof. Rolling over to face the wall, and listening.

When the sound didn't go away, she pushed the covers off of her body, and sat up rubbing her tired eyes. Not bothering to turn the light on. She slid her feet into a pair of slippers, but didn't move.

What the heck is that?

She asked herself, trying to find the source of the noise. She ran threw the possible explinations, of what it could be. Finally stomping over to the door, and throwing it open. She looked out in the hall way, only to find Sierra holding a can of spray paint. She was too tired to come up with a proper insult, but this bitch had to go. She ran her fingers through her long black hair, pushing it out of her face, and running her fingers through the mess. She stood staring at Sierra with a hand on her hip for a moment.

"Oh you even put a pitte heart over the eye how nice you fucking cunt," She rolled her eyes.

"Why do you keep trying to make me a lesbian anyway, is it because you have a secret crush on me?" She asked, blowing her a kiss.

What the fuck kind of insult was that? She deserves to be slapped for that.

"I can see why," She paused. The corners of her lips turning up into a smirk, "I mean clearly I'm way hotter then you." She said, in an almost challenging voice.

[Sierra Briden]

When Zelda started saying that she had a crush on her, Sierra's blood boiled. She glared at the fool in front of her, anger in her heart. She called her a cunt? Fine, whatever. She said she was a lesbian? Well she could deal. But when she said she wasn't as hot as she was? Oh, hell no. Sierra stepped closer, all but seeing red. "Did you... just say... that I'm not as hot as you are?" She spat, fingers curling into fists at her sides. She stepped even closer, shook her head, and pretended to laugh.

"Oh I know you didn't just say something like that to my face." She clenched her teeth. Reaching out, she pushed against Zelda's shoulders roughly. "Bitch, back off before you get hurt."

[zelda]

Zelda raised a brow. "I'd love to see you-" She spat, before she got pushed down by Sierra, not finishing what she was saying as she wobbled backwords trying to keep her balence, and finally catching herself, hplding hr arms out, now a little farther back from Sierra.

She was so mad. What right did she have to come over here and vandalize, and then push her around? Oh no. That was not happening. You'd expect a girl like Zelda would have been in a lot of fights. Verbal emotional, yes. Physical? Not so much. As much as people probably felt like hitting her no one ever did.

"Why don't you just get the hell out of here?" She asked, as she stepped closer to Seirra. "I mean, you don't have to put your hands all over me we already know you like me." She said with a wink before giving Sierra a gentle shove. "It's obvious." She said, with both hands on sierra's shoulders she shoved her harder now.

Ooc: that kinda sucked. Sorry :c

[Sierra Briden]

Sierra smiled triumphantly when Zelda stepped back. She wobbled and looked like she was about to fall - which was ridiculous, considering Sierra barely pushed her. It was a shove, that was what she'd tell the principal if it came to it. She smirked, but when Zelda gained her footing back, her smile turned to a glare. "Oh you wish I'd put my hands on you, you whore." She spat, angrier than anything.

When Zelda put her hands on her shoulders after the second shove, Sierra clenched her teeth, jaw locked. Ripping out of her grip, she seethed, the smoke practically coming out of her ears. "Don't. You. Touch. Me. You..." she said, slowly, words seeping with menace. "Bitch!" she screeched, looking like a temper-tantrum-throwing rich kid (which, for all intents and purposes, she was.) Her fists clenched at her sides and her brows angling in a downward V, she ground a foot into the floor to resist from attacking her. Zelda knew just how to get under her skin - and it pissed. her. off.

OOC/ Where we goin with this? XD

[zelda]

"Please bitch, I love it when you touch me." Sarcasm was practically dripping form her voice when she said that yet, the corners of her lips turned up in a smile and, she ginned at the girl. "Bitch what are you gonna do about it?" She asked. She didn't want the girl to know what she was doing really got to her but, it was evident in her tone that she was pissed off.

She stepped back. As if asking the girl to hit her; challenging her to do something. She didn't want to hit her. Why? She was pretty sure she would lose, she'd never been in a fight before and, she had no idea how to fight this girl. If she was going to fight her, she'd have to piss her off more and then claim she'd been attacked, or at least that was the plan. Unless thie girl pissed her off to much.