MD School

NEIN

*I stare at you for a long moment, my expression a mix of shock and newfound wariness.* Lizzy: Okay... so, are you going to pull a knife on me next, or...?

(I laugh* Not unless you really piss me off. *I smirk.*

*I let out a sharp laugh, the tension breaking. I take a step closer, a challenging glint in my eye.* Oh, is that a threat? *A smirk plays on my lips.* I'm pretty good at pushing buttons.

(a few days later,Lizzy was watching me look for a hairband I put down not even 5 minutes ago, I was so annoyed)

*Your brow furrows in concentration as you search. Lizzy, watching from a nearby locker, finally speaks up in a deadpan tone.* Lizzy: You just had it. *She then points directly at your wrist.* It's on your arm.

Uzi: huh!we did it!we make such a good team*hugs you*

*pushes her away*oh-it was a good game…

Uzi: oh..right..I mean we did a good job..*awkward silence*I guess this is the part we betray each other..*points the gun at you*ah!