>on daily bus drive to school
>decide to sit next to this cute girl
>i've seen her a little around school, seems very lonely and keeps to herself
>she's reading, but smiles as I sit, probably happy that someone is siting next to her
>"What are you reading?"
>She looks up from her book, grateful that someone is interacting with her
>"Oh, it's just a post-apocalyptic novel about-"
>"Eh. Sounds stupid"
>Pull out cigarette, I stare at her expectedly
>"Well? You got a light?"
>"N-no..."
>"Great. Of course you don't."
>Put cigarette back into pocket
>Pull out a ziploc bag of cheerios, start eating them
>"You want some?"
>"Thanks anon!"
>She goes to grab some
>I violently pull the bag away from her
>"I asked if you WANTED some, not that you COULD have some"
>"S-sorry..."
>"You should be" I say, to the deafening crunch of cheerios
>"...Why are you being so... mean to me...?"
>"Mean!? Like what, like how your daddy is to your mommy?!"
>She looks shocked
>"Oh yeah, I know all about their arguments at home"
>She becomes visibly upset
>"I know they're going through their divorce, the whole school knows. God you really are clueless."
>"No...I-...I just like these books..."
>"You probably think it's all your fault too. They're having troubles with their marriage because you weren't the sweet little girl they thought you'd be."
>"...Please...stop..."
>"What was it? The way they never talk to you when you get home?"
>"...stop..."
>"Or was it the constant fights they would get in late at night while you tried to sleep?"
>"...stop...!"
>"I know, it's all the times at dinner when y-"
>"STOP!"
>Whole bus is silent
>Tears are flowing down her eyes
>Realize what I've done
>"...I-...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I don't know what came over me."
>We stare into each-others eyes for a moment
>She has a look on her face that just kills me, so innocent, so ready to forgive
>I pull out a napkin and wipe away her tears
>She nods thankfully, we share no words for a few moments
>Eventually hand here some cheerios
>"Here. Take some."
>She smiles and goes to take some
>"Psych!" I close my fist and break the cheerios into a fine dust, rubbing the grains in her face
>Her tears run down my hands as I cover her face with the dust
>"Pathetic."
>She spends the rest of the drive staring out the window with cheerio dust on her face, as I happily eat the rest of the bag
>We arrive at school
>I get up and throw the empty ziploc bag at her face
>"Adios, bitch"
so you wish to be a cunt but are too insecure so you go onto the internet to type out imaginary stories about you being badass?
>>39241139
Well that was boring. Just you wasting someone's time
Did anybody else actually think this was funny? You're doing god's work, anon. I live in a rich suburb in north Atlanta and I key all the bmws and sports cars I can. Also the guy who owns the papa John's near me has a son who bullied me in high school so I cut the tires on their delivery cars and make fake calls to deliver pizzas to random addresses
>title your thread "devilish"
>actually post a /spergtale/
>anons waste five seconds of their life reading it
> S A T A N I C
>>39241406
It's probably fake, but it was funny
It was a funny green text
good job, anon
>>39241572
>It's probably fake
So is everything else on this site, and at least op's story was actually pretty funny
>>39241610
My love for you isn't fake anon...
You didn't even make her eat a bowl of eggs.
Dog shit.
>>39241139
None of that happened.
KYS
>solved my brothers cum enigma
S A T A N I C M A C H I N A T I O N S
>>39241135
Would be a great story
if it was real
>>39241651
>green text
of course it didn't