bombshell

“The fact that you’re female and I haven’t hit on you” she laughed, “I’m totally kidding, but like not”

“I don’t” she shook her head while gathering up her things from the table. Liza had soccer practice and she was never late to soccer practice. “I’m sure an instructor or even the grounds keeper would know the area a lot better than me” she simply stated, “sorry”

With just her phone one her, Liza walked the halls aimlessly. She found herself daydreaming a lot lately. She used to think about the past, now she doesn’t see much of anything in her head besides what she makes up. This could be due to the semi-permanent haze she put herself in taking the pills that she did. While wandering, her steps brought her to a familiar room. She smiled, padding herself quietly inside and leaning against the wall. “Not too long” her voice was soft, a small slur at the end giving away that she wasn’t quite sober. “Hi, cutie pie”

“What?” She laughed, cuddling up against her best friend. “No. I’m just hiding from the Vixens” she looked down at the uniform she wore and shook her head. “I have no idea how Heidi and Maddie got me to agree, then actually stay” she laughed again, mostly to herself. “I just need a break from the mentality of cheering on the idea of other human beings’ demise”

A shrug rolled off the blonde’s shoulders as her attention now split between the girl and her work. “That’s okay, I never got your name the first time we met so I think we’re even” she smiled. A few more clicks of her keyboard and she was done. Paper sent. She closed the laptop and returned it to her bag. “So, you planning on taking another nap or do you feel like grabbing a coffee with me?”

Ideally, the names of her art friends should of started pouring through her thoughts. Instead, she came to a sort of a sad realization, she didn’t have any. “Actually” she pouted “I don’t”. In came a short pause as her genius brain worked itself out. “Can people who want to learn about art join? Because if that’s the case, I would be down” she smiled.

Liza looked up from the table she was sitting at. She needed to type up a paper that was due the next day and found the lounge quiet and comfortable. Clearly she wasn’t the only one. “Woah, it talks” she smiles “I’m not really sure but I’ve been here for an hour and you were already passed out”

“i love helping people out. where do you want me?”

“cool horse! can i pet it?”

“If I could draw more than stick figures I would be there in a heartbeat cutie, but unfortunately I’m artistically challenged. Unless you consider scoring the winning goal with your head art” she smiled. 

Liza waited patiently as the girl typed away on her phone. She felt her own vibrate in her bag but deemed it rude to answer as the other was trying to communicate. Once the phone was presented to her again, she nodded in understanding, offering a sympathetic grin. “Well, Im sure your voice is as beautiful as your eyes are green. I hope I get to hear it one day” she tucked a strand of the other’s hair back behind their ear. Noticing the girl typing, she dropped her hand and watched the words appear on the screen. “Yes, great actually. They take soccer a lot more seriously here than in the states. I love it! But I need a bath” she giggled “I probably smell huh? Well, I’ll see you around” she spoke as she pulled out her phone, checking it as she walked down the hall. 

liza shrugged off the question. she wasn’t really one to skip class. sure, from time to time she’d indulge herself but most of the time she was pretty good. what with her best friend always talking about five year plans for most of her life, liza was pretty much made to succeed. the times she did skip went unnoticed by her parents, so it was always a win win for everyone. her smile widened hearing the girl’s clever remark. “yeah, i guess you could say that” her eyes had a hint of suspicion waiting to hear what came next. she laughed a little, but nodded her head. “okay” she agreed “as long as i’m back in time for practice, consider me your new buddy”

“Well if you’re hot, maybe you should strip down” she teased the other playfully. “Great, but now I’ve forgotten why I even came in here in the first place” she sighed, “oh well. Guess I’ll just catch you later then. Let me know when you’re done being a brat”

“nice to meet you callie” she smiled, nodding at the girl’s question. “i know a place. mind if i change first? i’d rather not be in my cheer uniform whilst getting trashed with strangers” not that she’d want to be in her cheer uniform getting trashed, period. not the best representation for the school, or was it. 

“Recently I’ve learned there’s a brighter side to everything. I’ve been to Greece twice and it is amazing! The food is great, the water is clear, and their parties aren’t half bad either” she smiled at her classmate.

tussled hair fell in wavy locks around her shoulders after pulling out her scrunchy. there was a pink tint on her cheeks and sweat tickled her face like glitter. liza was exhausted from practice. all she wanted to do was take a shower and lay down. en-route to her dorm room, she came face to face with an unfamiliar student dressed in a towel. though, liza didn’t see an issue with it. when the girl began typing, liza’s mind raced with a million questions. as the phone was offered to her she looked at it curiously before reading the lettering on the screen. liza was less concerned about the towel than she was about the girl not talking. she batted her long eye lashes, “wait, can you not talk?”