Decked

I don’t own Degrassi. And thanks to They-Call-Me-Orange for the idea, even if it wasn’t intentional.

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I was just another boy in a bar, a little drunk and just looking for a good time. Okay I was really drunk. I was just in Toronto for the night and there was a girl, blonde hair, blue-green eyes, and a fitted top.

“Hey do you want to dance with me, sweetie? I’ll buy you a drink.” Her blonde hair waved as she turned to look at me. She almost looked scared.

She smiled and tried to turn away.

“Are you here with someone? How about we go have some fun?” I must have sounded creepy because she started crying.

“I’m sorry did someone leave you or something? Please don’t cry.”

She started screaming, and then came a girl in with two drinks, one whisky and another fruity little drink. The whisky was chugged by the girl with the black hair and the blonde looked at the raven haired girl.

The blacked hair girl looked at me with fury. “Did you make her cry? What the hell did you do to her?” She bellowed. She turned toward the blonde and talked in a low hushed voice. “Does he scare you or something? He can’t be that scary he looks like Toby, how scary could that be babe?

I tried another approach, “Would you like to dance?” I directed at the black haired girl. “I’ll buy you a drink.” I looked at her and smiled.

She turned around and slapped me. Twice.

She said, “That’s so you never scare my girlfriend again, and this is so you never try to hit on two chicks on a date again.”

“Oh so you’re . . . together? So how about we do something . . . together?”

“Jay!” The raven haired girl screamed! Then this man came over and held me down.

“What the . . .”

She decked me right in the nose, and then the Jay guy threw me out of the bar.

I still can’t smell.

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