“Hey looooosers! How was detention Baby Maebey? Lookit your sad little boyfwends all waiting for you while you’re in twubble. They can’t get women of their own so they share Baby Maebey!” Ivy’s taunts ring in the air while her goons laugh, the three of them blocking the pathway. She’d spent all of Algebra quietly mocking Maebe from the desk behind her, and of course when Maebe had finally snapped it was her that got in trouble. So unfair! Bean, Eric, and Jeremy had hung around since today’s P&P had been postponed, but now it was starting to look like it wasn’t even going to happen. Maebe’s face flushes with anger as the boys freeze in place, assessing the situation.
“Let’s just go back inside?” Eric pleads quietly, never one for confrontation of any sort… Maybe that’s why he lets Maebe walk all over him? Maybe that’s a question for a different day.
“No!” Maebe has made her declaration and decided it’s time to make a stand and now it’s up to the boys to back her up… And catch up, since she’s already stalking across the pavement towards her tormentors.
Maebe sets a steady pace and the three of them hustle to keep up, except Eric’s hustling a little faster than everyone else. He’s acting all squirrely – which isn’t super strange for Eric since this is the type of scene he really tries to avoid – as if he’s searching for an exit. The trio blocking their path moves to meet Maebe and Eric takes off like a shot. “I’m sorry! I have to go to work!” he calls without so much as looking over his shoulder, even though everyone (his girlfriend especially) knows that he doesn’t have to be at the bookstore for at least another two hours. Coward. Maebe’s cheeks are on fire with embarrassment but she’s determined to end this once and for all. “I’ve had about enough of you, Ivy!” she cries shrilly, getting all up in the other girl’s face.
Ivy just smirks, leaning back but not stepping away. “Seems as though your boyfriend has had enough of you.”
Bean and Jeremy cringe behind their friend. This is not off to a good start. Despite the tears of frustration welling in Maebe’s eyes she keeps on, she’s come this far… “Why can’t you just leave us alone, huh? Don’t mom and dad or these two assholes give you enough attention? You need to get it from me too?”
“Oh I get pleeaaanty of attention from my parents and friends, I don’t need your attention,” she scoffs, “I just like to make you losers squirm. You make it sooooo easy.” Trey and Cyrus laugh behind her, hooting out calls of ‘loser’ and trying to look generally intimidating. “Besides, you should be grateful for the attention you get from us. We’re the coolest people who will ever talk to you, gosh, Jenny there” she motions to Jeremy “should be giving us his lunch money in thanks instead of making us hunt him down for it every day.”
If there’s one thing about Maebe to offset her impulsiveness, her daredevil tendencies or penchant for getting into trouble, it’s that she’s loyal to a fault. It’s one thing to take a dig at Maebe, but another to pick on her friends just to get to her… And this is the second time today Ivy’s called Jeremy “Jenny.”
“You little bitch!” Maebe screams, throwing herself towards the mean-girl. Her progress is stopped by Bean, grabbing her firmly around the arms and trying to pull her back a safe distance. This is just what Ivy wants. “Let me go, Bean.” Her voice is pure resolve as she pulls against his grip.
“Yeah, let ‘er go, Beanstalk.” Trey snarls, looking smug and self-righteous and jerky.
All Bean can do is sigh and tighten his hold on Maebe. She’d get into trouble and they don’t need that. He can admit it, even though he really wants wants an excuse to get a swing in on Trey and his stupid cut off hoodie. That guy’s been on his case every day since the two of them first met on their first day of school and knows just how to get under his skin.
“You won’t let her go, Beanstalk, will ya? She’s got more guts than the three of you together. You’re all sad little loser pansy nerds. That’s why you won’t let your girl their get beaten up by my girl. That’s why you don’t have a brother no more, isn’t it? Your mommy know you’re out the house, Beanstalk? I heard you still need your mommy to wi-”
“Cut it out!” As Trey goes on, Bean begins to loosen his grip on Maebe. He’s getting angry for sure, but the red he’s seeing is the back of Jeremy’s head. Jeremy whose good for back-up but never ever in the thick of it but now he’s nose to nose with his bully. “Stop it. We’re no- we’re not sad l-little loser pansy nerds!” At least his finish is strong?
“Oh yeah? Prove it.” Pretty much everyone but Trey looks confused now, watching him intently. And then he outlines his plan, a plan which an enraged Maebe, angered Bean, and reluctant Jeremy find themselves agreeing to, if only for the hope that if they follow through they’ll get left alone for a bit.
That’s how the six of them found themselves at the top of a hill on the outskirts of town, staring up at an old, run down house like they were a group of kids in some cheesy movie. Ivy and the guys wear triumphant, mocking expressions as Trey holds open the rusted iron gate. “Well? On with you.” he commands, ushering Bean and his friends through the opening and onto an unkempt, weedy walk way. Their progress is followed by the taunts and cackling laughter of the teens behind them.
“Don’t let the ghosts getcha!” “Think I should run back to town and grab them clean pants?” “Aww look how slow and scared they are! How sweeeeeet!” “Losers! Nerds!” “I think little Jenny’s gonna cry!” “They all are!”
(Edit/Author’s note: I did not build The House, I downloaded it off the Exchange and it’s wonderful.)