centuries.

PM: Eh, not worth my time to comment on people beneath me. Okay, I’m guessing the dirt on Avery was his scandal with the girl that cheated on my sweetheart of an older brother. What did you have on Grayson that she ruined? If you need protection from the bullies, just come sit with me. No one’ll touch a hair on your head. Good luck with that, that brand of Puckerman are some hard headed people…. Oh? What kind of stuff? Did she do something to you? 

PM: Fair enough. I had a videotape of Anderson spiking the punch on Sadie Hawkins, but that’s no longer in my possession. And yea, I knew about Hayley and Karofsky long before Puckerman posted that terribly writted article about them. Since Anderson was too preoccupied with killing his own rep, I figured keeping some leverage on Karofsky would be in my best interest. So now I’m basically left empty handed, and for whatever reason I can’t be bothered to work on new dirt on them or other people. I’m sure it wouldn’t be too hard to find any, and as a matter of fact, I already have some quality dirt on some of the tops dogs of this school but I can’t bring myself to use it. All and all I’m just severely lacking the drive to get started on any new project. And no offense, but what are you going to do to protect me from bullies? Sing anti-violence songs to them? 

PM: Since I’m a nice person, I won’t comment on her and all of that… Oh, Naomi. What did she mess up? And why has she been trying to piss you off lately?  No, come on, you’re gonna just let one bad egg ruin your favorite hobby? Write her off and ignore her if she’s that much of a nuisance. Oh, Hayley. Has there been any new things going on in that department? OR the same stuff as last time?

PM: You can comment on her, because she’s far from a nice person. Two relationships for starters, though I’m obviously not sad about that. I had these deals with Grayson and Avery, since I had dirt on them. I’d keep quiet about it in exchange for a spot at their lunch table, as well as protection from bullies. But then two Puckerman girls decided to screw me over, and now those deals are literaly off the table. Her mere presence i enough to piss me off. I need to get rid of her somehow. Some stuff happened.. not necesarily good things. I thought I had a chance with her, but it quickly turned out I was wrong. Such is life, I guess.

PM: I just didn’t want to say that it wasn’t in a place that he could see it. Puckerman girl? Which one, Sadie, your cousin, the new one? And what other stuff? Come on sweet boy, it’s just me, you know you can tell me anything. And if it’s important enough to throw you off your detective game then it’s very important to me.

PM: Right, well I hope that one day Lexie starts realizing that too. Yea.. the new one, the one who wrote that article about Hayley and Karofsky... that messed up a lot of things. She’s been trying hard to piss me off lately, and succeeding...  It’s just kinda been killing my motivation to be a good detective, or journalist rather, I guess. And just... Hayley. Hayley in general... that’s what’s mostly killing it... 

Shhhh! Frankie! We don’t want that secret getting out! No, we aren’t part of the mafia. Trust me, if we were, a lot of things would have gone differently. Eh, I guess. Why not, sweets? Everything okay? Yea, I don’t blame you. 

PM: Unless you feel like that is a loss. Which girls tend to feel like apparently when it comes to Evans, for reasons I don’t quite understand and probably never will. I don’t know.. not really, I guess. It’s not that important, though. Just this Puckerman girl that’s getting on my nerves and some other stuff. Basically a lot of unfortunate things have been happening in a short period of time. But like I said, it’s none of it is really important.

I don’t know, I think I can see it sticking around for quite a while. And even if I am part of the McKinley freak show, they won’t be doing any harm to me. I have ways of making sure of it. Landon’s probably gonna be busy with his foot ball stuff, and Sawyer would never ever offer to help me. He and I aren’t exactly good friends as of lately, come on detective, update your info. And the lovely bleacher people are in turmoil as of right now from what I hear around so yes, you are. And I’m glad you are, because I couldn’t think of anyone better for the job. 

Ways of making sure of it? That’s quite sinister sounding...Don’t tell me those mob rumors about the Motta family are actually true. Oh? Well, I’m sure it’s not much of a loss. The detective might be a little off his game lately. I wouldn’t know about that, nor do I want to know about that.  ...Really? Well... that’s nice of you...

Actually, my other gifts were pretty amazing too. But getting an extra notch added to my normal stick is kinda one of the best things ever. It means feeling less like a freak, AKA, the best gift anyone can give me. Great! Because I’m gonna need a lot of directions considering I get lost on a good day, plus a moral support would be nice…. Um? You are my friend? And you’re the first one to offer so you win. 

Enjoy that feeling while it lasts, because it probably won’t be for too long. Especially considering you’re part of #1 club for freaks. But at least you still have a few days off before you have to deal with all of that again. Uh, yea, sure we’re friends. I just meant your good friends, like Puckerman and Evans and the lovely bleacher people... Oh, am I? That’s surprising. 

Sure, whatever. Well, I would like to hang out with my best friend sometime. At least before the year is over. You may actually have fun. You can figure out which Bible thumpers are hooking up with each other. 

I don’t know if that’s a thing we should be doing, Hayls... not now, at least.. and probably not before the year is over either. It would be weird, don’t you think? Haha.. funny. Aren’t bible thumpers your thing? Maybe you should make some time and go there yourself. 

I come baring good news to share, well good news for me anyway. I just had a very serious conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Lynn themselves about my home schooling and all of that. According to Sugar Lynn, who just got off the phone with one of my doctors, I’m allowed to re-enroll full time back in McKinley! I’m allowed to actually come back to school finally! I don’t think I’ve ever been so excited for school before in my life. It’s probably the best Christmas gift I’ve gotten this season.

I’m afraid to ask what other gifts you received, if being enrolled at McKinley is the best one. Not like there’s much to show, but yea, sure, I can show you around. Unless your friends have already offered, of course.

I agree that she’s annoying, but she’s also cute. And people are habitually less annoying when you’re banging them. I guarantee it. Good point, plus I can eat free Breadstix for months since a certain someone gets flaky about it. Sounds like two amazing and very useful gifts packed into one. Bible camp? That actually sounds kinda fun. I would go if I didn’t have better things to do.

How is she cute? No, nevermind, can we please just stop talking about her? Right... I somehow doubt that it works for me like that. Yea, lucky you.. now you can take other people out... That’s exactly what I told her, but unfortunately Fabrays don’t give up that easily.

Why didn’t you, by the way? You guys would be kinda cute together. You think everyone is annoying. Not really, yours was easily my favorite. I mostly got a bunch of gift cards from relatives I never knew I had. 

Because I barely know her, and what little I do know of her annoys me. What makes you say that? That’s not true, not everyone... just most people, and that’s not an opinion but a fact. Oh.. well I’m glad you liked mine. Hey, gift cards are better than shitty gifts, right? I wish my relatives would have done the same. Grandma got me a rosary that also came with a sob story about how it once belonged to her father so I couldn’t refuse it. Oh, and she also tried to convince me to go to bible camp next summer. Needless to say it was a very exhausting evening.

PM || Frayley

...Special gift from Puckerman? Oh right, that. Obviously I didn’t take her up on that offer. Besides, I’m pretty certain she just wanted to be annoying. How about you? Received any interesting gifts yourself?

I never said making things myself would be ghetto. I meant making things, when I have nothing but paper and a pen to make it with, would look atrocious. It’s not beneath me, nothing is beneath me. As this conversation so kindly pointed out, I’m basically at rock bottom when it comes to things like that. So, can we please move on from this incredibly depression conversation?

Sure, listening to your complaints about how hard your life is was getting quite exhausting anyways. 

No… I don’t. My brother has some spray paint. But I’m not allowed to touch it. And I don’t think my mother has bought eggs since the last time she was having a kid. And I’m not ripping pages out of my new journal to hang ghetto Christmas decorations on my house’s walls. So no. None of the above. Great, that’s good for you guys. Uh, no? It’s just sex, Frankie. Unless our Aunt has you brainwashed with that whole religious “it can’t be before marriage or with someone you don’t love” bullshit. 

...Not even a pair of scissors? I suppose you could use a knife too, that could work. Don’t you have some empty boxes? A shoe box maybe? You could use that stuff as your material. Making things yourself is not ghetto, it’s being resourceful, being creative. Though I’m not sure why I continue suggesting things if you feel like all of that is beneath you and complaining about not having decorations is a better way to spend your freetime. 

Apparently not since this argument is still going on. No. I don’t. And there’s no reason to rub it in, thanks. What would you like me to craft decorations out of? The roll of paper towels in my kitchen? I haven’t much to do that either, smart ass. Good for you guys, I’m sure you all have your fun with it… Good, about time your brilliant brain caught on. Because some people like being right, no matter what. And here I thought you were one of them. I guess you’re going to allow your prudish nature to get in the way of that though, what a shame.

You can pretty much make decoration from stuff like an egg carton or an empty toilet roll if you think outside the box enough. You don’t have a stack or paper? Paint? Crayons? Pencils? Markers? A pair of scissors? A glue stick? Tape? Seriously, none of the above? Yea sure, the kids have a blast with it. You don’t think that sleeping with someone you can’t stand just so you can be right about something for once is taking things a bit too far, Puckerman?

I’ve been trying to for the past two replies. It’s clearly not getting me anywhere. Why don’t I celebrate Christmas? Maybe because I don’t have the money to celebrate it. At least not while i’m living with my mother. Didn’t you call me out on being poor the first time we talked? Trust me, if I did, my house would be covered in Christmas tinsel and the scent of Christmas cookies, even if my brother and mother are Jewish…. I meant you and me, private bedroom, nothing on, and me getting to prove to you how good a naughty girl can actually be. Especially during the holidays. That clear enough for you, Fabray? 

Maybe you’re just not trying hard enough. You don’t have money for a tree? Could always get creative, though I know that’s hard for you, and craft some decorations yourself. Introduce your jewish family to the wonders of Chrismukkah, which has proven to be a hit in another Puckerman household. ...Yes, definitely... crystal clear... though admittely it raises the question as to why one would do that, just for the sake of proving a meaningless point.

Whatever, Frankie. Think what you like, it’s pointless to try and change the mind of a mule. I keep arguing with you because you keep starting them. Trust me, if this were up to me, I would not. I did, he got me a gift, a singular gift. It wasn’t extravagant, nor expensive. It was actually rather simple. We’re not doing much of the other things people do on Christmas, like put up a tree, or hang lights, or much of the things I used to do before I came to Lima. I’d say it adds up just fine. Good, she should. No one should miss out of celebrating Christmas… Well, mister “I’m so much smarter than you”, what do you think it means? I shouldn’t have to break it down for you, should I, oh great one.

You could have stopped arguing with me sooner, but clearly you’re the stubborn one, fighting me on everything I say. A gift is a gift, which proves what I said about Christmas is right. And why don’t you? Since you seem to enjoy the inane holiday so much. Obviously, but humor me anyways. What did you mean by that?

I’m sure most of our conversations proves how in correct that is as well. But again, why argue with the equivalent of a brick wall. Of course I have a long way to go, if my writing was perfect I might as well quit now. Everyone has something to learn with the things they specialize in, even you. Actually, you’re wrong there too. I’m celebrating Christmas with my brother this year, and we’re doing it without the commercialized bullshit. The real meaning of Christmas is spending time with family and friends, people that matter to you. But I guess you’re missing out. …You never know, Fabray. If you ever need some argumentative proof against that, you know where to find me. 

Actually, the more conversations we have, the more what I said gets proven, time and time again. You mean why argue with someone who’s clearly right? Yea, not entirely sure why you keep doing that either, but if I had to guess I‘d say you do it because you’re just so used to being wrong. Your post mentioned a gift, so that doesn’t really add up then, does it? My aunt makes sure I don’t miss out, whether I want to or not. ...Meaning?