Buddy Battle
"Stop telling me what to do!" I shouted at my best friend Shazia. My voice had risen an octave and echoed off the bleachers, but the gym was buzzing with so much activity no one seemed to notice. I had never shouted at her like that before, or anyone at the time. I was taught to suck things up, and not to let it bother me. Yet Shaz continued to boss me around. Giving little "suggestions" about how I should do things. SHe had pushed me too far and I snapped. And though i was shocked that this had happened, it felt great to get it off my chest.Her expression faltered. "What?"
"You heard me Shazia! I am sick and tired of you telling me what to do! Coudl you for once just accpet me for who I am?" I countered, i was on a roll. I couldnt stop to thik about the consequences for this. \
To my suprise she just nodded, "You're right." my jaw dropped but she continued. "I'm sorry, I do liek the way you look, I just can't help it. "
Before she ahd time to change her mind. "No biggie, just chill every once in a while y'know?" I tossed her the basketball I was holding then ran back out onto the court.
I thinks it's stupid. I was rushing to finish up on the computer and I cut alot of the stuff, when I did the word count on GoogleDocs it said 3 hundred something words and i had to delete like half the thing and shorten the dialogue. So yeah.
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