Thread: Lolipops, Swords, Guns... and Zombies (Vash x Succubus)

No, no, no! I don't want to hear about your stupid scholarship anymore! Juliet, this isn't just some scholarship. This is my life. Well, you were my life and currently, you kinda suck! A little cherry bomb cried out from the corner of the courtyard, her freshly kissed-eighteen face flushed in frustration as she folded her arms across her chest. Turning her head, her blonde hair swayed with the movement of her ponytails while she huffed and puffed at the once star of the football team Nick Carlyle. Ugh, I swear. You're impossible! The much shorter beau of hers threw his hands up in frustration, his fingertips accidentally slapping against her San Ramero Knights-printed chest. The bubble-voiced blonde's head snapped back towards him, her blue eyes sparkling with rage before her hand was rushed across her boyfriend's cheek, marking it with the latest gossip across the schoolyard. Don't you dare touch me! We are through, you here me? Through! The captain of the cheerleading squad declared loudly, causing the student body to turn their heads in interest. Nick found himself taken back both by the stinging sensation laid upon his face as well as her startling words. With doe eyes, he looked at her in panic. No, wait, Juliet. Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to touch you. We can work this out, he stuttered, fumbling for words to make the zombie-slaying cheerleader change her mind. But it was too late, for Juliet had already turned her skirt to him and marched off. Dust kicked up at her heels and Nick knew by that time, it was over and there was no talking sense into Juliet until her temper relaxed. Which would certainly take some time. Meanwhile, Juliet shook her head, rubbing at her eyes to hide her frustration into forming into a visual gossip. Her daddy taught her to be stronger than that. Besides, she was eighteen now and it was about time to act like an adult. It wasn't that Nick had touched her, for if that was the problem, they would have been over by their second date. It was that ever since their almost apocalyptic experience with the undead and Nick was conjoined with a brand new body that wasn't up to football standards, he had been a complete jerk! He should be thankful I saved him. That meanie-head dick! At least he wasn't just a head anymore, right? Anyways, his scholarship had been challenged into university since he wasn't exactly the star of the San Ramero Knights anymore and the newest addition to the bench warmers. Juliet suggested him trying out for the tennis team or even the bowling team since he seemed to be such a big hit at it during their little adventure, but Nick would have no thought motioned towards it. Ever since the football team downgraded him, he had been so sour towards Juliet. Dates became slim and affection began to disappear soon afterwards and it was almost every time she complimented the chance of her squad winning nationals that she got snapped at by Nick. I don't care Juliet! Yeah, sure. What a jerkoff. Juliet, I heard you and Nick broke up! Juliet heard one of her squad members yell out after her but Juliet just waved her off. Wow, that was fast. I-I have to go show some new students around school. See you at practice!