forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

Oh my god I remember why we broke up… "You don't want me honey. I'm damaged goods, I have a brain tumor and I have a surgery like tomorrow that'll probably kill me…."

Stephanie's eyes widened. "Darebear? Really?"

Ginger took a deep breath and passed behind Rachel. Miranda whispered something quickly to her.

Rachel giggled and moved her foot slightly back so one of the two would trip.

Stephanie's eyes widened. "Darebear? Really?"

Ginger took a deep breath and passed behind Rachel. Miranda whispered something quickly to her.

"I'm not joking… I had to sign some very official looking papers to let them pick my brain apart… there is a rather good chance I'll die,"

Rachel giggled and moved her foot slightly back so one of the two would trip.

Ginger's foot caught on something solid. She found herself splayed on the floor, her books and papers scattered around her.

Stephanie's eyes widened. "Darebear? Really?"

Ginger took a deep breath and passed behind Rachel. Miranda whispered something quickly to her.

"I'm not joking… I had to sign some very official looking papers to let them pick my brain apart… there is a rather good chance I'll die,"

Stephanie screamed.

Rachel smiled, "Whoopsies."

Lillian helped pull Ginger up only to find herself on the floor lying on her back. Rachel laughing as she lead the other girls away.

"Rachel, wait." Ginger picked herself up.

Rachel spun on her heel and looked to ginger, "What do you want slut?"

Darren nodded, "It's really nothing to scream about. But yeah that happened," God he was pissy today.

Ginger flinched. "Hurt me. Not Lillian. Please. I'll do anything."

Stephanie looked horrified. "No. You can't die!"

Rachel chuckled, "I'm sorry Ging. I may dislike you, but I fucking despise her. So no."

(You literally asked the one thing that would go against her entire character thus far. Lol.)

Stephanie looked horrified. "No. You can't die!"

"I'll probably be fine," He laughed… messing with people was fun… he was still pent up about spilling milk.

Ginger took a deep breath. She would regret this, but it might save Lillian. She stormed up to Rachel and full on slapped her.

"Augh! You're so stupid!" Stephanie snapped.

Rachel held her face. She scowled, "You're trying to get me to hate you aren't you? It won't work, I can tell you that right now bitch."

"In all seriousness, I do have a girlfriend that I love very much,"

"Forget it. You'll regret that, Darren!" She stormed away.

Ginger pushed Rachel's shoulders so that she stumbled back a little. "I'll do anything ," she repeated.

"Nothing you can do will save her from my wrath. So fuck off!"

Darren chuckled, "Well I wasn't lying… I have a surgery and a tumor and I'm probably going to die… I'm over it,"

"No!" Ginger flinched at the word, however. She was more affected by the verbal abuse that the physical. "Please."

"Well I'm. Over. YOU!" Stephanie turned the corner sharply.

"Good, I was over you a long time ago. That's why I broke up with you," He went to go find Lillian.

(Rachel's smile grew, "Gladly. You think Lillian has always been so in control of her fucking aura. She hasn't. The first time it got out of control, my parents fucking hated me for a week. The next time the school hated me. The last time was the whole fucking town! Then they all forgot and acted like it never fucking happened! Then I moved away to start a new! But before then I made her life a living hell. I left thinking I had finally gotten back, I come back and her bitch ass mother is in jail. She has a fucking boyfriend and a bunch of loyal ass friends! Everything she took from me! That's why I fucking hate her!")

(It took way to long to find this.)

"No!" Ginger flinched at the word, however. She was more affected by the verbal abuse that the physical. "Please."

Rachel snarled at Ginger. She turned to Miranda, "Let's go leave these fucking sluts already."

Miranda pushed Ginger away and followed Rachel off. Ginger stumbled back, then dropped to her knees in tears.