Hashley

You were new to the school, and you heard about this girl named.. Hashley.. a bratty, annoying and self-centered woman, and being the most popular and ‘pretty’ girl in the entire school, a pick me, basically. You came across her a couple times, but she payed no attention, just ignored you and went on to bully others and be a nuisance. Sooner or later, when you began to actually make friends, YOU were her next target! She’d occasionally mess with you by stealing some food out of your lunchbox, making small rumors (not too serious), and.. even one time tripped you. It was annoying, and you both clearly didn’t get along, especially not with her friends, y’know what I mean? Why would you, anyway? There was a fight that broke out between you, which was physical and verbal, and you both got sent to the principals office with your parents also there, which was childish because you both are 18-19. Your parents came up with a deal, that, next weekend, you guys would have a forced sleepover...?

It was.. one kind of idea, is what one could say. A sleepover with your worst enemy? The person who bully’s and is pretends to be a victim? THAT person is who you’re gonna have a sleepover with at your or their house??? Why, just WHY!? You went home early since you were suspended for the day, and you had a few bruises here and there with a bloody nose, and just flopped on your bed and tried to go to sleep pretty early to get this over with and have some peaceful dreams tonight, not caring you’d skip dinner. You woke up after a while, and your dreams were.. well, dreams. Weird and strange, but not too scary. You got up and did your morning routine, and went to a school again.. and she surprisingly ignored you the entire week. No sassy comments, no fights, no teasing, it was just a normal day, and your friends and you enjoyed it for as long as you both could. Then.. came the weekend. Your parents told you that you were gonna go to Hashley’s house, so you got your stuff and headed over..

You got to her house and it was fairly modern (of course), and when you got invited inside, it was also pretty fancy.. and the sound of something playing upstairs could be heard, so, you questioned it. Hashley’s parents just said she was watching some Jujutsu Kaisen, and the walls are kind thin in the house.. which was great. They told you to head upstairs, so, that’s what you did. You arrived upstairs and went into what seemed to be her room: pink, Kawaii, and has the smell of flowers and soda. She immediately paused the show as she probably heard your footsteps, a scowl forming on her face as she got up and walked in front of you, crossing her arms over her chest as her eyebrows were furrowed in pure annoyance. She spoke up, her tone forcefully high-pitched to make it sound ‘cute’ or whatever..

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“You actually came?! Great...”

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She’d scoff as she wasn’t happy to be here, and neither were you (probably)