While nervous break downs were not particularly uncommon among your group, you hadn't caused one of your fellow mutants to have one since their first days here, where they didn't know of your regenerative immortality and you played some rather extreme pranks on them. That might have changed just now as Ginny began laughing uncontrollably at your supposed betrayal, pounding her fist on the bed and pointing at your dumbfounded face. "HAHAHA! Oh my gosh, that look, just- oh my gosh, you look so- I mean- man, if they allowed us to have internet or cameras I would so post a picture of you right now, you look ridiculous!" Ginny mocked, slapping her knee giddily.
"Uh, Ginny? Are you alright?" You hesitantly ask, convinced she had just flown straight off of the deep end.
Ginny nodded, smiling. "Yeah, of course I am! If you had actually read the thing you would've seen that what you got was just a decoy! I don't write anything down in that notebook but bad slash fiction, trash talking all of you, and curse words." She said, adding "I wouldn't keep my real notebook just lying in my drawer, the first place anyone would look, would I?"
You laugh back, finding Brad's stupidity kind of funny. "I guess not. I'm a real bone head for thinking that." You say, still keeping up your end of the bargain and taking the fall. "So then, you're not mad about any of this?"
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