wait they dont love you like i love you

Wendy liked the sound of it too, even picturing the girl in a suit of armor for a moment. When they finally arrived to the spot, Wendy grabbed the stuff out of the bag and handed it to Avery. “You’re probably better at all of this then I am,” she sat down and watched as the girl began to roll up a joint. “Do you remember the first time you got high?”

She happily followed the girl, her cheeks blushing slightly at the feel of her hand in hers. Looking around, she could feel her nerves building up, but as soon as Avery mentioned she’d protect her, she felt a great relief. “You’re like... my knight in shining armor.” she giggled. “I’m so lucky.”

Wendy shook her head before laughing slightly. “I’m a total loser, right?” she sighed slightly as she accepted that fact. “But that’s all gonna change tonight, and you’re going to show me how.” she nodded matter of factly before taking the girl’s hand. “C’mon, lets go somewhere more discreet. Know any good places around here?” she asked as she began to walk in some direction, obviously not really knowing where she’s going.

“Really? Cause from what I’ve heard being drunk just makes it easier for the truth to come out.”

She shook her head. “I’m being nice, sure, but that doesn’t mean I’m not being honest.” she pouted. “What do I have to do for you to believe me?”

“But look at you!” she exclaimed. “You’re like---Wow.” she gave the girl a quick once over and repeated. “Wow.”

Wendy’s heart skipped a beat at the girl’s words. Her smiled widened and she hopped off the rock to walk towards Avery. “You think I’m gorgeous?” 

Wendy laughed, she appreciated her honesty, truth be told. “Yeah, that’s usually how it goes.” she shrugged a shoulder. “Don’t get me wrong, cheer-leading is exciting and dramatic and, like, completely intense, but gymnastics is my real passion.” she sat down on a big ol rock, keeping her eyes on Avery. “But there isn’t a gymnastics team here so... this is the best I could do.”

She blushed slightly when the girl wrapped her arm around her. Good thing she was drunk, she could just blame it on that. Wendy kept her eyes on her before shaking her head and laughing slightly. “I just don’t get it. You’re just so--- cool. And pretty. And funny! How could you have not had a date for tonight? How did you get stuck with a wannabe like me?”