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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2014 22:06:26 GMT
The world was his oyster and the school cafeteria was no exception.
He was arrogant enough to consider himself a sun and his friends the planets that revolved around him; he was necessary but they weren't. They couldn't make him do anything because he swore to do what he did of his own volition. Which was why he didn't need his friends to egg him on while he aimed his spoonful of mashed potatoes at a girl standing nearby, let it go and watched as the girl moved away and it hit someone else entirely.
And he laughed anyways, because he didn't care.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2014 23:37:30 GMT
He peeled the mash off with his fingers, other hand holding the can of coke that went with his lasagna. It wasn't hard to find the perpetrators, and he seemed to frown longer and harder, if it was possible, at the boy with the mousey brown hair, holding the spoon, looking pleased with himself.
So he went over to him, smeared the stuff on his forehead and wiped his finger on Jace's jacket.
"You ought to watch your aim, Jace."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2014 1:45:05 GMT
His recognition of Alister meant nothing to him. Sure, they used to hang out, but they hadn't in forever and by now Alister almost another face in the crowd. Almost.
He looked evenly at Alister, flicked away a glob of the food on his jacket and scowled just slightly when some of it remained on his jacket. "Hey, who says I missed? 'Sides, it looks great on you. Really brings out your eyes." He wasn't the least bit serious. If anything, it was just really funny.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2014 18:36:53 GMT
If it was possible, Alister was frowning even deeper. He felt disgusted at his former friend, so lost in his own delusions he didn't even look like himself. Usually, Alister wasn't so hot headed. But it there was something in Jace's demeaner that offended him greatly.
"Look at yourself, who the fuck are you? You're not Jace Graham, but some fucked up little kid thinking he's all this, he's all that. You're disgusting." Alister spat with distain, shoving Jace away with both his hands, glaring at his former best friend.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2014 4:45:54 GMT
He couldn't quite tell just what it was - or, rather, he didn't want to - but something in Alister's outburst struck a nerve. He narrowed his eyes and stood up. He sized up Alister, crossed his arms before speaking to him in a condescending tone. This was beneath him.
"And just who the fuck are you?" He scoffed, looking the other boy up and down. "Compared to me, you're nothing. Just another face in the crowd." He shoved Alister's shoulder, a sudden burst of anger that surprised him. But it didn't matter. If Alister wanted a fight, he was going to get one - and he was going to lose.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2014 1:26:41 GMT
"And? What the fuck is wrong being a face in the crowd? And who'd you fancy yourself as? William the Conqueror? Thomas Jefferson? Don't make me laugh. You're just a nobody trying to look like you are somebody." Alister roughly shoved him back - inside, he was terrified, but he was running high on adrenalin and his brain wasn't working very well.
"Grow up, Jace. The world doesn't revolve around your fucking dick." Finally, a decent comeback! Alister allowed himself a small moment of glory for coming up with something vaguely offensive, with a sneaky grin.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2014 0:25:18 GMT
Jace would have let himself be reduced to a child throwing a tantrum if he was alone, but the social constraints were too heavy on him. He didn't give a rat's ass if they were alone or not, but he wouldn't in a million years let someone get away with a comment like that. Especially Alister.
"My dick, huh?" He said, measuring his words. The next moment he flung his fist at Alister's face, aiming for somewhere around his eye.
Well, he'd asked for it.
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