{RP} High School - Future of Resi Evil RP

[Miranda_]

"Shut the f*ck up yourself," said Cole, in his usual tone. He was never moved to anger by anything Layna said; he had a lot of respect for her and they often traded insults in a jokey way.

*at the end of the game*

The final score was devastating; the Wildcats had won, nearly 200 points to zero.

[Sarah_K_O_M]

"Reckon I should put one of their guys in traction?" Layna said absently.

[Miranda_]

"Who, our team or the opposing team? Either way, not a good idea. The Wildcats played well and they won. Simple as that. No point being unsporting; they aren't being." On the pitch, Luke, as the captain of the Wildcats, shook hands with Allen.

[Sarah_K_O_M]

"Aw, man... I wanna have some fun. " Layna said in mock sulky tones, "Now, let's go buy Alen some big chocolate thing."

[Miranda_]

"Yeah, as a consolation prize. Dean too; after all, he's got a terrible fate in front of him now."

[Sarah_K_O_M]

"Almost as bad as seeing me in a cheerleader outfit. Heads would roll if that happened."

[Miranda_]

"Or me, for that matter. Could have been me, but I won my game."

[Sarah_K_O_M]

"Yeah. How did that happen by the way?" Layna grinned.

A girl ran past her, whacking into Layna's shoulder and sending her into a slight spin. The girl was heading staright for Luke, as she was his girlfriend and all.

"AY! Barbie! Get the f*ck back here!" Layna yelled.
The girl turned and said haughtily, "It's BRIELLE, actually."

"Oh, wow. Do I look like I care?"

[Miranda_]

"I won due to my intense skill at soccer," grinned Cole. When the girl appeared, knocking into Layna, he rolled his eyes. "Your team might have won, but your cheerleading squad was whipped by our girls. Maybe you should take a leaf out of Serena's book and pick your cheerleaders by skill as opposed to looks."

[Sarah_K_O_M]

"You should care, Gothica." Brielele sneered, "My team whupped your team's a$$."

"Ah, but I can kick YOUR a$$, and that's what matters." Layana grinned nastily, then grabbed Brielle by the long blonde hair, and whipped out a knife.

Brielle screamed shrilly.

"See, Barbie, first impressions mean a lot to me. And mine of you, made me hate you. So next time I seeya, I'll wreck your pretty lil face. Of course, if you just say sorry, then no harm done."

"LET ME GO, B*TCH!" Brielle shreiked.

Layna sighed, then quickly cut off Brielle's hair in one fell swipe. Brielle fall to the ground, "MY HAIR! MY HAAAIR!"
Layna smiled, dropping the blonde locks into the screaming girl's lap. Then she slammed her elbow into Brielle's throat, causing the Barbie lookalike's eyes to roll back into her head and pass out.