Heading out, Ashley knew exactly where they'd be. It was where everyone socialised, and as she walked around the shops, she spotted them in a burger joint. They were sharing a meal... well, it was Ricky's meal, and Sam was stealing a few fries, and eating them coquettishly.
The fury rose up within Ashley, as she watched the two scum, who ruined her life. They were sharing a large diet cola, one immense cup and two straws. Catching her reflection in the glass, she knew she looked good. But a beast still lurked in the shadows, as the jock and the cheerleader flaunted their relationship.
Everyone still knew she'd been cast aside, even if she'd erased the past where she went off the rails. She curled her hand into a fist, as she fought for control. Instead, she summoned the power. It needed an outlet, and Ricky was her target.
- - - - -
There wasn't any fireworks, or showy theatrics, just a flash of white around Ricky, a momentary glow that cocooned him and hid him from sight. Even that was only visible to Ashley.
As she blinked the tears from her eyes, she was delighted to see it was Rikki sitting opposite Sam. The busty try-hard, who wanted to join the cheer squad, but was too top heavy for any of the athletics that'd be required. Even the slightest of moves reduced her to a jiggly unbalanced mess, and spoiled the look of the whole squad.
Not that they hadn't tried. Given her appeal, they wanted her on the squad. But, she was just naturally ungainly.
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Rikki: Ricky-no-more
As she leaned forward to plead with Sam once more, her bust pressed against the edge of the table. Popping a stud on her jacket to open. That problematic, too big, too mobile bust lay between them. Sam merely nodded down, no explanation needed.
Rikki's shoulders collapsed, she needed an outlet, and she couldn't... just couldn't.
Instead, she was seen as slutty, by the guys, with the girls feeding that myth, fed by their own jealousy and insecurity. Ashley could see her former boyfriend, the cheating scum bag collapse internally. The light dying in her eyes as she skulked away.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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