Upon Lemon Zest's shriek, several students fled the hallway.
Caught off-guard, Sour reeled for a moment. She recovered quickly, rubbing her jaw. Perfect. Just what I wanted and needed. She let out all of her anger.
Moving faster than anyone could anticipate, Sour kicked Lemon in the stomach, hard.
Lemon fell to the floor and doubled over, fighting back the wave of nausea she felt from Sour's kick. She let out a groan as Sour loomed over her. Sensing a chance, Lemon crouched and launched herself like a torpedo with all her strength, headbutting Sour in the stomach.
Sour staggered a few feet, collapsed, then threw up on the floor. When Sour finished getting sick, she lifted her head. Her face was a dark shade of crimson, and her breathing was heavy. Oh, she is fucking dead!
"All of my pain..." said Lemon, tears streaming down her eyes. "All of my heartache..." she rushed towards Sour. "Is because of you!" She gave Sour a swift kick to the head, followed by a boxing of the ears. That action had pushed Sour over the edge, and she felt her tears falling.
Sour grabbed Lemon by the ankles, causing her to fall to the floor with a thud, her head nearly hitting it. Before she could get back up, Sour was directly in Lemon's face, tears in her eyes and an open wound on her cheek, bleeding slightly. "Pain? Heartache? You know nothing about either of those things." she whispered, punching Lemon in the face twice before receiving a headbutt, causing Sour to fall back.
"Then teach me, oh Enlightened One!" Lemon said sarcastically, with a flourish of her right hand, using her left to wipe off the blood from her nose. She then began to charge towards Sour.
Sour responded in kind.
Before either girl could get in another shot, Radiant Hope and Dean Cadence arrived, restraining Lemon Zest and Sour Sweet respectively.
"What on earth has gotten into you two?!" said Dean Cadence.
"Oh my god, you're both bleeding!" said Radiant Hope.
"I'm fine!" shouted Sour Sweet.
"Let me at that goddamn bitch! I've had enough of her bullshit!" yelled Lemon Zest.
"Enough!" bellowed Principal Cinch. Sour, Zest, Hope and Cadence all stopped at the sound of Cinch's voice. "What is the meaning of this?"
Lemon and Sour both started talking at the same time, then got angry again, and had to be held back again by Radiant Hope and Dean Cadence. Principal Cinch pinched the bridge of her nose. "I've heard enough." she said. "Lemon Zest. Sour Sweet. Go to the nurses office to get patched up. If I hear of one more incident involving you two I'm sending you both home for the day."
Lemon and Sour glared at each other.
"Do I make myself clear?" said Cinch, her patience long since lost.
"Yes, Principal Cinch." said Lemon and Sour, blushing.
The bell for the first class of the day rang as Lemon and Sour went to the nurse's office, avoiding eye contact with each other to avoid fighting again.
"Good lord, what happened to you two?!" exclaimed the nurse. Sour and Lemon were unresponsive. "A fight, huh?" she shrugged. "Kids these days..."
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"Aww, that's sweet of you! But you're not my type!"
Dammit, I wish I could wash that memory from my brain! Sour Sweet thought, resisting the urge to bang her head on the wall. She sighed deeply.
You and me both. Thought Sour Side.
Finally. After all this time, something we agree on! Sour Sweet thought excitedly.
First time for everything. Thought Sour Side.
Indeed. Thought Sour Sweet.
So...where to go from here? Sour Sweet thought, before heading over to her second period class.
Second period class. Thought Sour Side.
Sour Sweet rolled her eyes. I could've told you that! as she made it to her class.
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Second period class had ended and Sour Sweet ran out of the classroom. As she walked the halls she overheard several students speak of the fight she had with Lemon Zest.
"That was intense!"
"Dude...Sour would've totally won had staff not interfered."
"You kidding me? I think it was a tie!"
"That's the first time I saw blood being drawn here!"
Distracted by all the commotion, Sour Sweet failed to notice Sunny Flare, and the two bumped into each other.
"Watch where you're going, you upper middle class bitch!" Sour Sweet snapped.
Sunny Flare slowly got up and smiled. "So...I saw the fight."
"Good for you!" Sour Sweet said, her voice dripping with sweetness and sarcasm. "Now fuck off, I'm not in the mood to talk!" she yelled.
"Hold on a moment." Sunny said, grabbing Sour by the shoulder. "What happened between the two of you?"
Sour Sweet blinked, then snickered. "Oh, please! Since when do you care about people other than yourself?"
"You'd be surprised, Sour. You'd be surprised..." said Sunny. "Besides, you seem like you could use a friend."
Sour blinked, then narrowed her eyes. "What's in it for you?"
"Why, Sour!" Sunny said, in a tone of mock surprise. "Whatever makes you think I have an ulterior motive?"
Sour rolled her eyes. "Because you're you, dumbass!" she yelled. "I don't think you've ever done anything without an ulterior motive!"
Sunny Flare rolled her eyes and smiled. "Sour Sweet...you know me so well! It's like we're becoming friends or something."
Sour rolled her eyes and made a frustrated grunt. "Fine. If it gets you off my back, I'll tell you anything." God, I hate this bitch.
"That's the spirit!" Sunny said.
Sour told Sunny about Lemon's outburst in the hall, but left out her confession. She didn't want any other people to know. Sour then followed it up by telling her about the fight, even though she knew it happened.
Sunny made a hissing noise through her teeth. "Ouch." she said. "Rough day."
"Rough day?" said Sour. "Rough day?! Rough life is more like it!" she said, unaware of the tears she was shedding. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd rather be alone and miserable than spend one more minute next to you!" Sour said, walking away.
Third period, here I come. Thought Sour Sweet.