[color=cadetblue]R I T A  R O S S [/color]
[hr][sub]Rest of that afternoon[/sub]

Rita had gotten the hell out of the classroom as quickly as possible. As soon as she left the school, the doors of the north entrance slamming behind her, she lit up her cigarette, on the fifteen minute walk to George's apartment, she had managed to smoke six cigarettes. She walked up the six flights of stairs to George's three room apartment, opening the door - it wasn't locked. George was probably the only person in this entire city who didn't lock his door. Rita got inside, and locked the door behind her. [color=cadetblue]"George, you got any smokes?"[/color] She asked, and George peered his head out, sitting on the gaming chair in front of his computer - wearing a tank top and his boxers, his hair was messy, his top was greasy, he was right in the middle of a match of some video game that Rita had no interest in. [color=cadetblue]"I'm out."[/color]

[b]"Really? You opened a pack this morning, didn't you? God damn, woman. I've got a pack in the kitchen, drawers. If I didn't know better, I'd think smoking was your super power."[/b]

[color=cadetblue]"Shut up."[/color] she said, as she headed into the kitchen, and opened the drawer, the pack of Prince laid there like a golden egg. She got one out and turned on the fan, lighting the nicotine up. [b]"Rough first day?"[/b] George asked, and Rita shrugged. [color=cadetblue]"Got a new teacher, put in a special study group, social conscience, they called it. Seems like a bunch of introspective bullshit. Seb's in the group too."[/color] Rita explained.

[b]"Oh shit. How did that go?"[/b] George said, paying half-attention, dividing his attention between Rita and the game he was playing.

[color=cadetblue]"He was an asshole, like always. But more importantly. Kalvin sent me a text."[/color] Rita said, fiddling with her phone as she did so.

[b]"No shit, 'Broke your heart and fucked your cousin over in New York' Kalvin?"[/b] George shouted, the fan made it a little hard to reach. [b]"I said, group up, group the fuck up!"[/b] He shouted at the game.

[color=cadetblue]".. Yeah, he said he missed me."[/color] She said, with a long sigh.

[b]"Fuck you you fucking cunt!"[/b] George shouted from the next room over.

[color=cadetblue]"Russians?"[/color] Rita asked with a chuckle.

[b]"God damn Russians. Sure wish we would've nuked them when we had the chance.

But I 'spose it goes for Kalvin, too. He's bad news, Rita."[/b] He said, putting his headset down, heading into the kitchen, grabbing a cigarette as well and the lighter. He scratched his patchy beard as he did so. 

[color=cadetblue]"I dunno know, dude. He's pretty cute.."[/color]

[b]"So give him a handy in the parking lot and be done with it"[/b] George said, with a smirk. [b]".. Then again, maybe you'd rip it off."[/b]

[color=cadetblue]"Shut your mouth or I'll rip you off."[/color] Rita hissed at him.

[b]"You'd be lost without me."[/b] George rebuttled, as the two of them shared a laugh. [color=cadetblue]"There's the yearly dance this year. You wanna go with me again?"[/color] Rita asked, and George looked at her and chuckled. [b]"You asking me to be your date?"[/b] Rita punched him in the shoulder.

[b]"I'm frail, don't break me."[/b] He cried, faking he was hurt. Rita grinned. [color=cadetblue]"Shut up, asshole. You wanna go or not?"[/color]

[b]"Dude, I'm 23. I'm way too old to be hanging around high school dances."[/b] George told her, and Rita grinned. [color=cadetblue]"Didn't stop you from hooking up with Chloe last year at the dance."[/color]

[b]"I do love me some Chloe."[/b] George mused, pondering upon his adventures with the redheaded senior from last year, he then shrugged. [b]"Nah. You'll have to go make it without me. Ask Seb. That should be fun."[/b]

[color=cadetblue]"Fuck off."[/color] Rita said, waving him off, checking her phone. Kalvin had sent her another text. And her mom had called her. [color=cadetblue]"I should probably head home."[/color] Rita told George, whom grinned. [b]" I have a skype meeting in like, fifteen. So I better shower, and get dressed."[/b]

[color=cadetblue]"And some pants."[/color]

[b]"Not for a skype meeting, I don't."[/b] George said, laughing as he headed into the bathroom.