Words

WORDS

`It´s just us, what do you want to do?´

`I don´t know.´

`Well, it´s up to you.´

`I want to do whatever you want to do.´

`But I want to do what you want to do!´

`This is getting nowhere.´

`Yup.´

`Sooo.... What d´you want to do?´

`I thought we discussed this.´

`We did. What do you want to do?´

`Hmm. Let me see. I´m sixteen; we´re sitting in a broom cupboard. What do you think I want to do?´

`Sweep the floor?´

`With your head, you stupid creature. No. I want to make out.´

`Oh. Didn´t see that coming.´

`Don´t talk bollocks. Of course you did. You see people coming all the time.´

`I´m not a slut!´

`No, but only because you´re a boy.´

`That´s not fair!´

`Is. You sleep around, and you know it.´

`Sleep around?! Sleep around?!´

`That´s what I said. That´s what I said.´

`Stop mocking me.´

`I´m not.´

`Whoops, was that a pig flying over my head?´

`You don´t get pigs in broom closets.´

`You don´t get teenagers who don´t want sex in broom closets, either, yet here we are.´

`What are you saying, you dirty child? I don´t want to have sex with you.´

`What do you want then?´

`I want to make love to you!´

`Oh, silly me! I thought they were the same things, which they are.´

`You leave me alone, or shag me.´

`Ooh! I just can´t make up my mind! Can I Phone-A-Friend?´

`No.´

`Why not?´

`You have no friends.´

`OoooOOOooh.´

`That´s right. You and your invisible friend are all alone out there.´

`Sniff, sniff.´

`I can´t believe you have resisted me for this long! Come on! I want to shag you!´

`Oh. Why didn´t you say so?´

`But I... Never mind. Just strip, okay. We have ten minutes until class.´

`That´s plenty of time.´

`And you would know.´

`Huh, like you wouldn´t.´

`Unlike somebody in this very small cupboard, I do not exploit myself in such a way.´

`Stop being so whiny.´

`Bloody moaner.´

`Bloody boner.´

`You may very well say that. I couldn´t possibly comment.´

`You have a boner, and you know it.´

`Maybe I do. Maybe I don´t. I wouldn´t flatter yourself that it´s your doing, however.´

`I bet it is.´

`I bet you wouldn´t know a boner if it spat at your face. Oh yeah. One or two probably have.´

`That was crude and unnecessary.´

`Oh, I don´t know. It was probably quite accurate, really.´

`Stop it!´

`Shut up, you weed.´

`Ooh, now that was below the belt.´

`No. Not really. This is, though.´

`Ouch. Ooh. Ouch. That´s quite nice, but it really does hurt.´

`Think I care. I just want to go to class. You have been very disappointing. I think you charge too much.´

`But I didn´t charge you anything!´

`And it was still too much. I´m going to be lodging a complaint.´

`With whom?´

`With Whores `r´ Us.´

`I don´t come from Whores `r´ Us!´

`No. You´re probably not good enough for them.´

`Stop it! I am leaving.´

`But I´ve already begun my flounce. You can´t claim flouncing rights.´

`I already have, bitch.´

~*~

Okay. I´m well aware that this is odd, but I felt the need to write something. All my current projects are finished, and I can´t be bothered to start a new one. The two people in this can be anyone you want, pretty much, so don´t ask me who I had in mind, unless....

If you can link to your fic, and it´s really good, I´ll tell you whom I was thinking of. Okay. Don´t flame me. I

know it sucks. That isn´t the point. If you didn´t like it, don´t stay. Go elsewhere to read better fics.