thedirtysouth posted in blueridgeschool:

Mack wondered if this was what a heart attack felt like, her heart both stopped and pounded in her chest when the redhead spoke. It wasn't the kind of greeting she had hoped for, to be honest. She had at least hoped that Tatum would come to the door. She decided to hold onto the fact that Tatum was at least talking to her. Things could be worse, and Mackenzie took that to heart as she opened the younger girls door cautiously.

"Hey," Mack greeted the other girl. She sounded as if she was at someone's death bed, and swallowed to try to stop the dryness of her throat. She walked over to girl's bed and sat at the foot of it anxiously. She didn't know where to begin, and she watched Tatum play her game for a few minutes in silence.

"Can you like, put that away?" She asked finally, her eye twitching slightly. She wanted to talk to the other girl, but not if she was going to have that stupid game in her face the whole time. She could feel her irritation boiling up again. Her fuse had been even shorter than usual since their fight. "I want to talk to you Tatum, not to your DS."