Blood Spilled Roses

You're gonna get fat an' die cause you can't find a man." Onone remarked, coming up behind me. "Jesus Christ!" I said, almost dropping my milkshake and fries. "Can you not?? I can eat whatever the f**k I want to. So what if I get fat? You know damn well I'm a lesbian, so I won't get a man anyways." Onone rolled her eyes. "Not so loud. Everyone here already thinks you're a weirdo." I shrugged, sitting down at the table in the far corner of the food court. "So, your point being?" "My point," She began, sitting next to me, "Is that you don't want these stuck up rich white bitches picking on you." She picked up one of my fries and shoved it in her mouth, "Again." It was my turn to roll my eyes. "Thank you, Onone for reminding me of the worst middle school years of my life." I shoved a fry into my mouth,.."Again." She smiled and nudged me with her elbow. "Aweh, you know I was playin' around with ya, best fran. Plus, those bitches got what they deserved last year, remember?" She asked, stealing my milkshake. I glared at her while she gazed back at me, draining half of the cup. .."Yeah, I do." I replied, grabbing the cup back. "Jesus, 'None, you're the main reason I have no food most of the goddamn time. Why didn't you get anything while we were in line?" She shrugged and grabbed a handful of fries. "I wasn't hungry then. Plus, you order the good stuff." She replied before shoving them onto her mouth. I sighed, pushing the rest of the food towards her. "Have it. I have to go pee." She nodded, digging into the rest of my food. I got up and made my way towards the ladies' room. I was almost there when- "Hey!" Shouted a girl who's table I was walking past. I turned slowly, already dreading this little encounter. .."What do you want, Sylva?" I asked. I couldn't stand her little porcelain face. Everytime I see it I'm reminded of what she did to me and Onone in middle school. And I wanted to bash her perfect little face in and break it like the china it looked like. She got up and stood right in front of me. I resisted the urge to take a step back. "Where ya goin'?" She asked, twirling her perfect hair around her perfect finger. "Why is it any of your business? You want to follow me and find some way of embarrassing me again?" I growled back. Sylva chuckled and looked back at her table of followers, who were watching and listening intently. "..Just tell me where." I rolled my eyes. "Bathroom." "Oh!" She squeaked, "Me too! Let's go." She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me to the bathroom.