Page 85 of Not Like The Other Girls

And as the protective love interest, Every protects his shy, awkward girl. He waves at the fangirl in annoyance. “Look, besties, but that’s my girlfriend you’re talking about.”

“Then I’m sure she’s nice enough to do this little favor for us. If she doesn’t drop my new iPhone, that is. I think I saw her around the campus before. She’s the coffee girl who always spills coffee, isn’t she?”

The calcium formations of Lily’s spine start hardening. She sure is really pissed now. “Bitch, that’s none of your business.”

The girl raises an eyebrow, surprised at her audacity. “You wish, bitch. I am everything you aspire to be. I am better than you, always. Okay?”

“Go back to your rich-ass mansions.”

“Go back to your slum,” the girl hisses out.

Then Lily has enough and makes the mistake of starting the dangerous mama fight. “Your mama was such a gold-digging ho, she retired to the mines.”

The mean girl points her finger at Lily. The middle one. “Your mama was so poor she fed roach milk to you when you were little.”

“Your mama so disappointed with you, she adopted a poodle instead.”

“And your mama so broke she can’t afford buying condoms. That’s how she had you.”

“Your mama only did anal after having you ’cause she didn’t want another you,” Lily sneers back.

“Your mama is such a ho, she loves her exes more than you.” And that just hit Lily way too close to home.

She channels her inner banshee and shrieks the fuck out.

The whole deal sure is escalating like the escalator in the background.

And the whole time, Every just does the un-fucking-believable. He just stands back and films the batch of bitching banshees, live on Instagram.

Someone from the crowd of on-lookers that is starting to form hoots out. “Yo, shake it out, girls.”

A maximum-level cat fight would’ve started if not for the guard’s intervention. The main character and the mean girl are both getting loud, alarming some concerned mother, who makes her whole group of five children cover their ears. Huh, that sounds familiar.

Turns out, said concerned mother is none other than Mrs. Knight. “Isn’t that my nanny who quit without any notice?”

And Lily just stands there in the middle of the department store, face red, ears red, with a mean girl snickering behind her.

Life really is an absolute bitch to main characters.

“Actually, it is time for us to go, babe,” Every saves her from any further humiliation. “I really need to take a shit right now.”

Guess not, then.

The mean girls all snicker again as the silly girl is dragged away by her boyfriend. Her Pleaser heels click-clack as she walks behind him, since after the war ended, she decided to change back to her usual fit.

Instead of the premium-tier bathroom, Every leads her by hand to the equally premium tech shop.

Lily raises her reddish eyebrow. “This ain’t the loo, man.”

“I know. I was just saying that to get you away from those mean girls.”

Our heroine shakes her head. “You know you could’ve said anything else that’s not that.”

“But sadly, anything else wouldn’t fit my colorful personality.”

Colorful sure is one hell of a word to describe his peculiar personality.

“And you’re a singer? You know what, when I come to think of it, I don’t really know you at all outside of our teleportations and banter.”