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"I just don't get it." I laughed shaking my head as I drew my attention back down to my lap. Archie paused for a moment before readjusting himself on the blanket. He leaned back, resting his left hand on the ground to keep him a stable and rested his right on his knee. He pushed his glasses up the brim of his nose before smiling softly. "Okay think about like this, you had popular girls at your old school right?" I raised an eyebrow at him as my chewing of the grape I just had slowed. "I mean..yeah." I drew off. "Well that's what they're like," he beamed. I nodded acting like I finally understood this nonsense as I reached for the bag of chips at his hip. Suddenly his hand wrapped around my wrist causing me to let out a gasp. My eyes quickly darted to his but he still stared at the three girls across the grounds from us. "Except they have magical powers." He snarled. I gawked at his words feeling the intensity of this whole situation hit me right smack in the face. I gulped. Until he let out a chortle of laughter. "Archie!" I shoved him by the shoulder and quickly ripped my hand away from his. He stumbled over in laughter making me roll my eyes. "It wasn't that damn funny." "Y-You should've seen your face." He cackled his pale skin heating up to a warm red. I snatched the stupid bag of chips, resting them in my lap before I furiously began to munch away on them. "Okay c'mon that was pretty funny." He cheered. I flipped him off before burying my hand back into the overly salty bag. "Seriously though," he started picking up a grape from the bowl and nonchalantly popping it into his mouth, "I wouldn't be surprised if they did have voodoo or hoodoo up their sleeves." He mumbled through the second grape. "Voodoo? Really? If anything it would be pink pocket knives and grenades." I simpered wiping my mouth with a napkin from off to the side. "Come on everyone has dirty little secrets, they, probably hold the world record." All Rights Reserved ©
Elites: A jbloverg103 Story
