WANNA B. ADORED

“no, i haven’t been avoidin’ you, i just.... i haven’t been feeling good. it’s none of your fucking business anyway.”

“oh no, my mom was famous. it’s because of that that sometimes i hear crazy rumors about me. lots of people guessing who my boyfriend is,” she shook her head, “well, that’s good at least. she deserved to know he was a shitface.”

following the older male as he left, sofia wore a proud smile on her face. there was definitely no denying that she tended to be rather petty, and wasn’t very keen on changing that fact. she enjoyed being a bit of a bitch. hooking her arm with skyler’s as they walked, she pulled her phone out to quickly check the time before looking back at him, “salted caramel cake? that sounds delicious.”

“a few of them. my mom was famous and i’m just like, really hatable, so it’s not like they’re good rumors,” sofia shrugged, “oh, that’s not so bad. did he cheat on her?”

“she probably can’t! fucking dumbass,” the small girl huffed, setting her drink down and glancing over at skyler. she pursed her lips, before sighing and sitting up straight, “yeah, that sounds way better than this dump.” standing up from her chair, sofia moved over to a garbage can, making eye contact with the barista who got angry at her for her order, and poured the coffee into it before dropping the cup in and turning back to sky with a smile, “’kay, let’s go.”

sofia turned the coffee cup in her hands, finding her name on the side. “i just told her my name was sofia, she probably assumed it was with a ph so she wrote it with and f instead. jokes on her, that’s how it’s spelled.” she slumped forward, a pout forming on her lips, “ugh, i don’t even wanna drink this now. i once read about someone who used regular milk when someone asked for soy and like, no offense or anything, but i don’t feel like getting sick because some entitled bitch feels like being lazy.”

“i think it’s just like, in my biology for everyone to hate me. that barista was a straight up bitch, all because what? i wanted soy milk instead of regular milk,” sofia huffed, eyes rolling as she rested her chin in her hand. she didn’t even take a moment to look at who she was speaking to, “like sorry i made your life a little harder because i’m lactose intolerant, bitch, next time i’ll fucking get my coffee some somewhere else, jesus.”