thedirtysouth commented on blueridgemod's post in blueridgeschool:

Mack stood up from the table as quickly as she could when Hunter knocked the syrup bottle over, but it wasn’t fast enough. Gobs of sticky warm syrup now covered most of her left pant leg, and she wasn’t sure whether to hurriedly wipe it off or to kill the blonde girl across from her. “You cunt,” She spat, glaring daggers at the other girl, clenching her fists. She was ready to launch over the table all over again when Kia interjected.

The older blonde thwacked Hunter over the head and fixed Mackenzie with a glare that promised death if the girl even thought about flying over the table again. People were staring again, and the oldest blonde even noticed a few dirty looks being shot in their direction. “Sit down Mackenzie,” she demanded, still fixing her younger sister with a cold glare. “If I catch either of you misbehave for the rest of this meal, so help me god, I will make your life a living hell. Don’t think that I won’t.”

Mackenzie knew that her sister would be true to her word, while Kia might have been the smallest of the three of them, she could still make the two of them cower in fear if she wanted to. Raising them meant that Kia had learned quickly how to get what she wanted out of the two, they would have walked all over her otherwise. Mack looked back down to her seat, part of it still covered in syrup, she picked up a napkin and wiped it off as best she could before flopping back down in her chair.

Kia looked pleased, and went back to eating the fruit on her plate. “So, tell me about this Tatum,” She said after a few moments, looking up and smiling sweetly at Mackenzie. The taller blonde glared at her, of course Kia would keep digging, she should have known better. “There’s nothing to tell,” She muttered angrily, pushing her food around on her plate. She knew Hunter would rat her out anyway, what was the point of trying to argue when Kia would just listen to the other girl.