From: porcelinaofvast	Date: May 15th, 2011 11:48 am (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum laughed, shaking her head. "Okay, you're probably right.. popular kid might be a bit of a stretch," she admitted. "But the basement dwelling is past tense, right? I'm leaps and bounds from where I used to be. I haven't even gone to the comic shop to pick up anything new in like, a month and a half. Even if some of that I was home, and I went to that comic store.. that's different."

She watched Mackenzie's hand disappear into her jeans pockets, before lifting her head to look more closely at the blonde as she spoke. "I might take you up on your offer. Maybe," Tatum agreed. She laughed as Mackenzie's stomach growled, and she reached out to prod it gently. "What else is new? You put my munchies to shame. I don't know how you look so damn good, must be all that sport playing."

Taking a few more steps toward the school, Tatum stopped long enough to glance over her shoulder at Mackenzie and continue speaking. "All of that anonymous sex probably helps too," she teased.

	From: notonyourteam	Date: May 15th, 2011 02:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)

“Hey now, comic books are different,” Mackenzie protested. It was probably the only thing that she could out nerd Tatum about. “Those are like literature.” She nodded, her expression border lining complete seriousness. She didn’t joke about comic books because she probably owned close to every superhero one on the market. “And yes, it is past tense.”

Mackenzie just laughed as the girl poked her stomach, and watched her start to walk towards the school. She was about to follow her when she saw the red head stop and glance over her shoulder. Her mouth fell open slightly when she heard what Tatum had said. It just wasn’t fair, she was like a helpless little duck or something. Couldn’t defend herself what so ever.

“Hey!” She yelled, catching up with red head and scowling. “They are not anonymous. They all had names you know!”

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: May 15th, 2011 03:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"That's what I say about video games! They're like, art. But no one listens to me when I say that either," Tatum sighed, laughing a bit as Mackenzie protested and caught up with her. "I know that feel," she assured her, reaching over to pat the older girl's back.

They were basically at the door to Sonnier now, but Tatum stopped them a few paces away, seeming intent to get one more dig in before she let them get to dinner. "Name six, and I'll admit that I'm wrong. Not even last names, give me six first names. Preferably from the last six months," she insisted, raising an eyebrow at her friend.

"Prove me wrong, dude."

	From: notonyourteam	Date: May 15th, 2011 03:34 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Mackenzie smirked at the red head, “You assume that there were multiple women in the last six months. Maybe I was only sleeping with a few of them multiple times.” She had to admit it all sounded kind of bad, she did sleep around when she felt like it. Spring break hadn’t exactly been the trip of chastity or anything, or the trip of sobriety either.

“Uh…Well there’s Quinn, Marina,” She began ticking off the names on her fingers. “Jessica, and I don’t mean Hunter, that’s gross. Kim, Rachel and Heather. There, six names of six women.” She stuck out her tongue, but then sucked it back in quickly.

“That just makes me sound like a slut,” She said, pouting. “No fair Tatum.”

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: May 15th, 2011 04:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum watched her listing off the names, a small smile creeping onto her face. Listening to things like this only made her more sure that a girl like Mackenzie would never really be interested in her. No matter how much the blonde flirted with her, Tatum was sure she'd never be up to par with the girls her friend usually spent time with.

Sighing happily as the blonde pouted, Tatum moved over to slung an arm loosely around the taller girl's neck. It wasn't easy, and it forced Mack to hunch a bit, but Tatum didn't seem to mind. "Slut is like, a relative term," she mused, leaning her head against Mackenzie's as they began to walk toward the house building at last. "I think you're lovely. Let's have dinner," she added simply.