Sunset paused, a fist raised above her head before she glared at the girl once more. “Fine. Get your ass outside then. Now.”
“Ugh…” Heather sat up, shoving the other off before rising to her feet and beginning to walk the other way toward the exit. Her first fight. Great. They’d probably have to do it somewhere secluded so nobody would call the police…
Still, she was mostly thinking of how she was going to do it. Heather had never gotten in a physical fight before in her life, and she didn’t want to use the knife unless she seriously felt threatened. But… what did girls usually do when they fought? Pulled hair, threw a punch every once in a while… that’s all that was coming to her head. On the bright side, she didn’t have much hair to pull, even if there was still some there …
But Sunset looked like the kind of girl who got into a lot of fights. Heather glanced back as she walked, trying to see how confident she looked.
If Subsets eyes could burn holes into the girls head, then she would be dead. There was no smile on her face, only a cold, hard stare. She saw the girl look back at once and threateningly cracked her knuckles, and then her neck, only saying “Move it,” in a harsh tone.