Queen Bee

'Oh — thank you. You have really pretty hair.'

"I know right? It's this new conditioner I got a while ago. It's great."

              “Yes, I have to agree, dear. It’s simply FITfor a Q U E E N. Must I assume that your name is also Regina?” 

    "Uh, duh. I totally  A G R E  E  with you too, I      mean I am going to be Spring Fling Queen      after all."

'Yeah, I just moved here from New York.'

The man facepalmed. “Do you know what? Good luck fighting them, good luck with whatever your stupid plan is..” He stated, continuing to walk back to the house.

          “I-I t-transferred h-here today.”

   She tilted  her head a little to  the  side    before saying, "And that's why I hadn't    noticed you before."

         ”I-It’s hard not to n-notice           ———-you in the hallway.” 

     "How come I haven't noticed you before?        ----------- I mean you're like really hot."

      “It totally shows.” 

         "Whatever---- so do you want the number or not? Like, it's seriously distracting and it's really the only thing that's wrong with you."

    “I’ll give you the number for my manicurist. I mean, you don’t look like the kind of person that likes cheap.”

     "Really? That's sweet of you, I've been, like, looking forever. My last one sucked."

     ”Don’t get me started on your hair! Looks, like, completely natural.”

          "I know right! I get mine done professionally, maybe you'd like the number of my hairdresser? I mean, your roots are starting to show."

      “Oh my god, that outfit is so cute.”

        "Shut up--- I love your shoes!"

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"I don’t even know who you are."

"Then you must be new, right?"

"At least she’s not anything like you. Thank God for that, good luck getting away from those dead assholes." He turned around. "The fence is electric by the way, I think you know what happens if you atttempt to climb it or get in that way, actually you probably don’t."