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When you get there, three guys are hanging out as if waiting for something. One turns at your approach. "Keep walking, loner-boy."

"Hey, Moby, maybe he's looking to do some business. How about it? Skunk's got all your needs."

"I don't care what he wants," Moby answered. "I don't like the way he looks at me. Brute, get rid of him."

The not too bright-looking third guy gets up and walks towards to, but before things get heated, Jane comes out. "No, I told him to come here."

Moby looks at her with malignant amusement. "And who said you could start passing out invitations." Taking a hand ful of her hair, he pulls her head back. "I thought we had something special. You're hurting my feelings."

You look at him and awnser, "ya know, in order to have emotions and feelings, you have to have a brain. Not a steaming shit in a skull with ten pounds of testosterone." 

Moby walks up to you and says, "you take that back"

"There's the shit part with your awful intimidation tactics," you tell Moby

"I'll destroy you fuck face," Moby tells you as he cracks his nuckles.

"And that would be the ten pounds of testosterone." You say to Moby.

Moby turns around and begins to walks back to Jane, but as he turns you steal his knife in his poket. "why'd you bring this wise ass anyway? He ain't no use to us."

Brute has stopped coming towards you and looks confused. Skunk just sits there. Jane chokes out a response. "I'm sorry. I didn't think it would matter. I'm just a maggot. What do I know?"

Moby laughs. "Maggot, huh?" I like that. you make that up yourself?" Turning to you, he continues. "You can stick around this once, loner-boy. Of course, you get it last." Turning back to Jane, he says, "Sharing's not really my thing, but I'm feeling especially generous today. I hope you do too." With that, he grabs Janes hair again, and uses Jane's hair to force her into kneeling in front of him.

Seeing this, a memory comes to your mind of a time when this stuck-up preppy bitch rejected you. She did not just reject you but made sure everyone in the room knew exactly why you never had a chance. Did you want to break that prep the same way Moby had broken Jane? Does your hatred of this world stem from people like Moby or the fact that you did not wield the same influence as him? Do you hate the tormentors or not being one? You are a loner...

*[[I want to have things my way. Sick fucks like Moby only get in my way.]]
*[[I want to bring suffering to this world. I will return the pain that it gave me tenfold.]]
*[[This whole thing is stupid. (Leave)]]

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[[Category: High School]]