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Originally Posted by
city_girl_95 
OH YES I DID! Amy shouted back, her voice slightly raw now from all this shouting BECAUSE YOUR GUITAR IS RUBBISH! She shouted pateticly, losing all arguments. She wanted to smack him. She wouldn't risk getting near him though. He was already going to kill her. And yet, she wanted to make him even more angry for it. She really really really wanted to turn his face into mulch. Really wanted to.
Instead, she turned and bolted, eyes prickling with tears as she ran
"Yeah well..." Everett tried to think of what to say, stuttering a few syllables, before finally giving up trying to think of an insult. He was too angry to think of something. And as she stormed off, he glared in the distance, holding his guitar safe in his arms. He stood there for a few moments, slightly calming down. It was only when he was feeling slightly calmer that he remembered how it all started. Yeah, it
really hadn't turned out how he wanted it to.
All he had wanted to do was get Amy's attention on him, possibly make her jealous in the process. He didn't know exactly
why he wanted to, it was of course not because he had any interest in her, he
hated her. Yep. Hate. So he had no idea. He had been stupid, really stupid.
With a glare in the direction where Amy went, Everett headed off in the opposite.