* 𝒕𝐡𝐞 𝑨𝑹𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑹.ᐟ
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* 𝒕𝐡𝐞 𝑨𝑹𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑹.ᐟ
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ if all 𝒕rick 𝒂rrows were 𝒃oomerangs, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ then we’d 𝒉ave them 𝒂ll.⠀

she blows her over grown bangs out of her face. “pride? wow, didn't know calling me a dork meant that much to you.” says cassie, holding one hand to her heart while the other wipes a tear. “i'll think of this moment always.”

“you are the only person on the planet who can call me that.” cassie grabs her phone and practically bounches out the door. using the theatrics to hide the anxiety gnawing at her, knowing she’ll eventually have to tell her dad about the fight. “point the way!”

“yussss! pizza time!” the shorter blonde jumped to her feet, punching the air.

hands fly into the air. “he'll be fineeee. i just meant like the original. old-er. don't tell him i called him old.” eyes pleading with the older girl. “but great! let's go.”

“yeah, pizza. pepperoni?” her lips widened into a toothy grin. this is why kate is her best friend. “what do you think? that place by the old hawkeye's apartment?”

her hands flicks away imaginary sweat. “now, gotta to explain to my dad that i have in school suspension for a week.” that part was less fun. “we should get pizza first though. right? i think that's right.”

she nods, her eyes hot. as embarrassing as losing this fight was, it's worse upsetting her best friend. “okay, i promise i won't get into any more fights... at least the school variety. that better?” que a stilted smile.

“yeah, yeah. it's just hard not to react when all they do is talk about me like I'm not even there…” she sighs, rubbing her sore hands. her blue eyes attempting to burn a hole in the ground.

holding a bag of frozen peas on her cheek. . . might have gotten into a fight.

