MEGA - BITCH.

[name] told me she teaches people real life.

if you want to fuck with the eagles,  you have to learn to fly.

what’s your damage,  [name]?

the note’ll give her shower nozzle masturbation material for weeks.

i wanna set [name] on my johnson and just start spinning her like a fucking pinwheel.

heck,  i’d probably skip my own birthday party for a date.

if you’re going to openly be a bitch  …

i’m sorry,  it’s just,  why can’t we talk to different kinds of people?

fuck me gently with a chainsaw.

do i look like mother theresa?

doesn’t it bother you that everyone in school thinks you’re a piranha?

they all want me,  as a friend or a fuck.

i told you she knew my name.

i’d say we’re like twenty minutes from major humiliation.

deep down all teenagers are the same.   didn’t you see the breakfast club?

i’m sorry?   what are you oozing about?

we made a girl want to consider suicide.   what a scream.   what a jest.

a true friend’s work is never done.

grow up,  [name].   bulimia’s so ‘87.

maybe you should see a doctor.

holden caulfield wouldn't put up with their bogus nonsense.

god,  [name],  drool much?

there are no stupid questions.

if you inherit five million dollars the same day aliens tell the earth they're blowing us up in two days,  what would you do?

that’s the stupidest question i’ve ever heard.

god,  they won't expel him.   they'll just suspend him for a week or something.

all [name] really did was ruin two pairs of pants.

i thought you were giving up on high school guys.

did you have a brain tumor for breakfast?

god,  that was unbelievable!

so tonight’s the night.   are you two excited?

blow it tonight,  girl,  and it's keggers with kids all next year.

crap.   so who's this guy i’ve been set up with?   witty and urbane pre-lawyer or albino accountant?

don’t worry.   [name] says he’s very,  so he’s very.

hey,  kid,  isn’t the prom coming up?   any contestants worth mentioning?

there’s kind of a dark horse in the running now.

will somebody please tell me why i read this spy crap?

i’m going to have to motor if i want to be ready for the party tonight.

if you're nice,  i’ll let you buy me a slurpee. 

the extreme always makes an impression,  but you're right,  it was severe.

everybody's life's got static.

i don’t really like my friends.

i don’t really like your friends either.

it’s like they're just people i work with and our job is being popular and shit.

come on,  [name],  let's go back to the party.

you're just so hot tonight.   i can't control myself.

let’s do it on the coats.   it'll be excellent.

i have a little prepared speech i give when my suitor wants more than i’d like to give him  …

save the speeches for malcolm x.   i just wanna get laid.

you don’t deserve my fucking speech!

[name] says you’re being a real cooze.

[full name] was a true friend and i sold her out for a bunch of swatchdogs and diet cokeheads.

killing [name]'d be like offing the wicked witch of the west.   or is it east?   west!

you were nothing before you met me!

monday morning,  you're history.   i’ll tell everyone about tonight.

dreadful etiquette.   i apologize.

i saw the croquet set - up in the back.   up for a match?

goddamn,  no wonder you looked so mangled when i came through the window.

i sound like an afterschool special.

[full name] is one bitch that deserves to die.

killing her won’t solve anything.

i guess i don’t know what the hell i’m talking about.

let’s just grow up,  be adults,  and die.

i knew this stuff would be too intense.

i can’t believe it.   i just killed my best friend.

i’m going to have to send my SAT scores to san quentin instead of stanford.

adolescence is a period of life fraught with anxiety and confusion.

people think just because you're beautiful and popular,  life is easy and fun.

thank you,  ms. [name].   call me when the shuttle lands.

[name] and i used to go together,  but she said i was boring. 

the good looks and bad manners gave her power,  but it could not give her happiness.

watch it,  [name].   you could actually be digesting food.

she always said you couldn't accessorize for shit.

i’m sorry about your friend.   i thought she was your usual airhead bitch.

does this have something to do with menstrual cramps and shit?

that was seriously warped,  [name].

will somebody please tell me why i smoke these damn things?

oh god,  this is a tragic thing and sometimes i have a hard time dealing with it and stuff.

i prayed for the death of [full name] many times and i felt bad every time i did,  but i kept doing it anyway.

i just want my high school to be a nice place.

i’m feeling kind of superior tonight.

our love is god.   let’s get a slurpee.

it’s more tasteful than it sounds.

i was wondering if you wanted all those things you've been saying to really happen. 

it’s always been a fantasy of mine to have two guys at once.

hey,  listen,  my bonnie and clyde days are over.

this is ohio.  if you don't have a brewsky in your hand,  you might as well be wearing a dress.

life’s a crazy bitch.   don’t try to analyze it.

your true feelings were too gross and icky for you to face.

my teen angst bullshit now has a body count.

it’s god versus my boyfriend,  and god’s losing.

our school has been torn apart by tragedy.   i’m here today to fuse it back together through togetherness.

i have a feeling this one’ll work.

i may be a geek,  but i have my pride.

why are you dissing me,  [name]?   i’m trying to redefine the high school experience!

you’re ignoring the high school experience.

we scare people into not being assholes.

that’s it,  we’re breaking up.

to think there was a time when i thought you were cool.

it’s scary how everyone’s got a story to tell.

i don’t want your money,  i want your strength.

[school name] doesn’t need mushy togetherness,  it needs a leader.

your machine’s got the most obnoxious beep.

i know i’m not as exciting as your other friends.

nice guys finish last.   i should know.

they're going to think uncool is the rule at [school name].

you’re so polluted.

i don’t see what gives you the right to lecture,  [name].

some people just don't matter.   why should those who do carry their weight?

so i'm a dark horse,  huh?   you make me blush.

whether to commit suicide is the most important decision a teenager has to make.

if we're not going to watch that program,  can i put on the game?

hey kids, make your parents and teachers feel like shit!   get the respect in death you'll never get in life!

are you trying to tell me it is not a troubled time for the nation's youth?

everybody cares about youth,  not the individual.

all we want is to be treated like human beings,  not like guinea pigs to be experimented on and not like bunny rabbits to be patronized.

i do not patronize bunny rabbits.

adults can be horrible to other adults.

i guess i picked the wrong time to be a human being.

another case of a geek trying to imitate the popular people of the school and failing miserably.

[name] couldn't take the heat,  so she got out of the kitchen.   just think what a better place the world would be if every nimrod followed her cue.

just shut up and turn on the radio.   hot probs is on.

god has cursed me,  i think.

holy shit,  that’s [name]!   we’ll crucify her!

are we going to prom?   or to hell?

suicide is a private thing.

you’re giving your life away to become a goddamn statistic in us - fucking - a today.   that’s got to be the least private thing i can think of.

if you were happy every day of your life,  you wouldn't be a human being,  you'd be a game show host.

i’ll get right on it,  coach.

color me stoked,  girl.

people love you,  but i know you.

some people need different kinds of convincing than others.

[name],   why can't you just be a friend?  why are you such a mega - bitch?

why are you pulling my dick?

do you think,  do you really think,  if [full name]'s fairy godmother made her cool,  she'd still act nice and hang with her dweebette friends?

you're not a rebel.   you're fucking psychotic.

if she was going to slash her wrists,  the knife would be absolutely spotless.

i can't believe you did it.   i was teasing.

you think just because you started this thing,  you can end it?

you know what i want,  babe?   cool guys like you out of my life.

you really fucked me up,  [name].

now that you're dead,  what are you gonna do with your life?

[name],  you look like hell.

[name],  my love,  there's a new sheriff in town.

[  *  ]      writing prompt      )         :             send a number  1 - 30  to take a closer look inside this characters life.        /        below you will find a series of various prompts offering a look inside a characters every day life.        these are meant to invoke character development     &     can also be altered as seen fit to better suit the character in question.         bonus if you explain why it’s there!

are you kidding me ?

[ name ] ,  what just happened ?

hey !  what’d you do that for ?

did you plan on ever telling me ?

do you want to tell me the truth ,  this time ?

you seriously think i could’ve done this ?

did you know about this ?

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?!

can we talk ?  alone ?

why are you doing all of this ?

it can’t be that bad ,  right ?

haven’t you heard the stories ?

who did this to you ?

what are you insinuating ?

what did you think was gonna happen ?!

you think i could do something like that ?

who do you think you are ?

why won’t you let me help you ?

do you have any evidence of that ?

can we put away our differences for a second ?

where have you been ? 

is that  …  blood ?

what’s your problem ?

are you real ?

where’s your sense of adventure ?

would you kill for me ?

you’re  [ name ] ,  aren’t you ?

why can’t you just let it go ?

do you want me to stay ?

what if we left  …  ran away ?

what else was i supposed to do ?

how did you get this scar ?

could you give me a hand with this ?

do you ever stop talking ?

you’ve never done this before ,  have you ?

where do you think you’re going ?

how many fingers am i holding up ?

what can i say to make it better ?

why can’t we all just get along ?

can i stay the night ?

what’s that supposed to mean ?

where did your common sense go ?

you seriously don’t believe me ?

what aren’t you telling me ?

do you have a minute ?

why are you lying ?

you’re gonna walk away from this ?

where am i supposed to go ?

can we stop and think about this rationally ?

how long has it been since you’ve slept ?

why can’t we be civil about this ?

what makes you so special ?

where is all of this coming from ?

how are we gonna get out of here ?

you’ll never leave me ,  right ?

were you in on this ?

care to join me for a bit ?

shows what you know ,  doesn’t it ?

do you want to get out of here ?

what were you expecting to happen ?

what are you working on ?

i can tell you’re upset ,  what happened ?

when can i see you again ?

where do we go from here ?

can you sit up for me ?

how long have you been awake ?

what are you getting out of this ?

can we put this behind us ?

where are you ?  nobody’s heard from you .

how can i make this go away ?

were you following me ?

where does it hurt ?  show me .

[ name ] ,  what the hell ?

hey  …  can i ask you something ?

you’re not gonna tell me where we’re going ?

really ?  you’re gonna do that right here ?

are you even listening to me ?

we can help each other ,  right ?

hey  …  did you hear that ?

you have no idea who i am ,  do you ?

how long have you known ?

what exactly are you asking me to do ?

how was i supposed to know that ?

are you new around here ?

can you stop and listen to me for a second ?

do you think there’s something wrong with me ?

what ,  you think i’m not qualified ?

why did you help me ?

can you just look at me ,  please ?

what can i do to convince you ?

where did we go wrong ?

oh my god ,  are you bleeding ?

why the long face ?

are you trying to get yourself killed ?

what do you make of this ?

how much do you wanna bet ?

you’re sure this will work ?

why are you so concerned about me ?

what are you trying to prove ?

did you ever care about me ?

are you drunk ?

isn’t this amazing ?

how long have you been standing there ?

what are you suggesting ?

why are you such a pessimist ?

did you know them ?

can we call it a day ?

NICK › he's lost track of how long this has been going on for. he's sure he could look at his shitty little desk calendar, see all the little green x's crossing out the day instead of his usual black, figure it out. what's incredible to him is how it still feels so ... novel. she's gotten bolder, lately — today, especially, both of them, messy in their kissing, in their desperate groping. heather'd had her legs wrapped around his waist only moments after the door had been locked. the very calendar he'd been musing on, shoved unceremoniously off the side of the desk so he could sit her atop it.

she has one leg over his shoulder now, giving him easy access to her cunt — three fingers pistoning in and out, nick's positively savoring the sounds she makes, the muffled cries from behind her own hand. he'd batted her hand away, not satisfied with letting her get herself off. (he had some pride here, in the skill of his own mouth, his fingers.) he'd brought her to the brink once, twice already, but the pleading ... he'd be a filthy fucking liar if he didn't say hearing her beg went right to his cock.

a palm pressed to his still clothed groin, attempting some, any, kind of relief from the strain. (NICK ... he's gotten so used to the sweet voice calling him MR. DUNNE. she still pulls it out, at the start of these meetings, whenever she wants to tease him.) she's always so firmly in control ... it's nice to have that power, now. to be the one properly in charge. of her, of her pleasure, of whether she gets to come or not. it scratches that little itch in the back of his brain, the one that desperately needs someone to need him.

satisfied with his own attention — and aching to sink himself into her hot core, nick's other hand reaches up to rest on her mound. his thumb finds her clit, pressing in hard, before stroking. " you can, baby, you can do it, " he says, almost surprising himself with how husky his voice sounds. he turns his head slightly, just enough to press a kiss to her inner leg, to nip at the soft skin, maybe leave a little bruise. his movements pick up speed, then, as well, both the digits inside her, and his thumb against her clit. though he feels her clench around him, she's not quite there yet.

she's getting close, at least, and the pleading look on her face is beautiful. (jesus fuck, when's the last time he's felt this goddamned horny?) the sounds are obscene, the slick drag of his fingers, and her soft little puffs of breath, the little whimpers when he crooks his fingers just right. nick licks his lips, transfixed on the image of his fingers disappearing into her cunt again, again, again. how wet she is for him — and he looks up at her, slowing the ministrations on her clit, but not stopping just yet. " if i go back down, will you come for me? "

she would be embarrassed to beg if she couldn’t see how it affects him.   the twitch of his cock beneath his own hand,  even with the tight denim constricting him.   she wonders if he’s leaking precum into his boxers,  the wet spot growing with every passing moment.   heather has half a mind to reach out and check.   the thought dissipates when nick presses against her clit.     ' oh,  fuck. '     

her head falls back to the desk,  a whine escaping when he nips at her skin,  his stubble rubbing against her leg.   nick moves faster now,  fingers pumping in and out of her cunt,  thumb stroking her clit.   it feels incredible.   and yet,  it still isn’t enough to push her over the edge.   what the fuck?

heather lets out a frustrated noise when nick slows again,  ready to complain about him denying her a third time,  how unfair it is to keep teasing her like this.   then the question comes,  his voice steady,  and he’s already moved to settle between her legs when she manages to nod.   yes,  please.   he spent some time down there earlier,  and she’s eager for a repeat performance.   nick must be too,  based on the look in his eyes when she meets his gaze.   it makes her shiver in anticipation.