"Sophie!" Brittany shrieked "What the hell are you wearing?"
Dave looked down at his ragged old t-shirt and cut-off shorts with a large hole forming in the back. He shrugged his shoulders thinking that maybe he should have picked something more girly, this style really wasn't how Sophie dressed.
"Are you like trying to start the grunge scene again? Like darling that went out ages ago. You definitly won't be turning on Dave in that sort of outfit, not that you want to really. I mean Dave, ugh! Oh did you call him last night and tell him what I told you to tell him?"
He muttered a "uuh?" his head was reeling from Brittany's constant chatter,he didn't understand how Sophie could be friends with a ditzy bitch like Brittany.
"You know.. how like you like him and everything but like you think you are too young to be going steady with him and should cool it down and all. But really you are just dumping his ass because he is such an immature dick. Soph, sweety you can do soooo much better then that lame-o. Remember Ashley and Sam I told you about meeting them at the Robinson's party, that you couldn't go to because they didn't want to invite Dave. Well anyways..."
Dave couldn't understand, Sophie wanted to break up with him? Why wasn't he invited to Robinson's he thought he was totally tight with Darryl and who the hell were Ashley and Sam?
"... and then after that stunt he pulled in english class with the balloon and paint and stuff we've all decided to cut off our friendship with him, so if you don't get rid of him like I said well I don't know what the group would do with you, being with him and... hun you understand right? And besides if you keep it up with him, I don't think we could keep doing what we are doing anymore." Brittany stopped then to take Sophie's cheek gently in her hands, while leaning in to kiss her, "and we wouldn't want that to stop would we?"
Dave felt weak in the knees, what was going on between Sophie and Brittany and was that kiss hot or what.
"Listen babe" Brittany whispered into Sophie's ear while sticking her hand up to fondle the bra-less breast, "Should we head to history or maybe just go back to my place?"