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[sub][color=slategray]A [@smarty0114] & [@Universorum] collab
Featuring: [color=ba314c]Katie “I Don’t Want A Disease” Callaghan[/color] & [color=e2e520]Scott “You ARE A Disease” Lyon[/color] with special guest, [color=7eff9a]Noah “Katie Don’t!” Nichols[/color]
Location: Upper Deck[/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr]

[indent][indent]By this point in the night, the party was in full swing. People were dancing like Snapchat didn’t exist and the smell of expensive liquor was so entrenched in the air, Katie had long since stopped noticing it. Everywhere she looked someone was either trashed or on some kind of drug, either weed, coke, or uber. Or all three. The boat hadn’t even left yet and already, Katie was pretty sure this would be one of those nights that everyone at BHHS told stories about.

Katie and Noah had perched themselves on the top deck, right by the railing so as to watch everyone. At this exact moment, Katie was halfway through telling Noah everything about Joy and Damian’s kiss in the gym earlier.

[color=ba314c][b]“It was INSANE! I mean, Damian O’Connor, as in, [i]the[/i] Damian O’Connor, comes over, picks her up and fucking plants one on her! I mean, I was sure I must’ve been hallucinating or something and-HOLY FUCK HOLD MY DRINK!”[/b][/color] Katie shouted, shoving her cup filled with juice and a splash of vodka into Noah’s arms.

Noah followed Katie’s furious gaze across the deck, to one Scott Lyon, simply standing, talking to a girl, a junior or senior. Katie marched over, her blonde hair bouncing with every step, her anger painted clear as day on her face.

[color=ba314c][b]“Scott Lyon, you piece of shit!”[/b][/color]

Here we go. Scott knew this would happen, he [i]knew it[/i]. He told Brian he needed to be plastered for this party to be an even [i]remotely[/i] good idea, but did his pleas get heard? No. They were ignored, and Scott was on sober duty; told firmly not to drink a sip. And he hadn’t! He was nothing, if not a loyal friend. But the sight of Katie Callaghan approaching him, ignited a fresh fire in his chest, and he glared at her.

[color=e2e520][b]“The fuck do you want, Katie? Why can’t you go fuck off with your friends? PROBABLY BECAUSE YOU DON’T HAVE ANY!”[/b][/color]

[color=ba314c][b]“Says the loser who has nothing better to do than shit talk me on my insta? You’re pathetic Scott! I’m sorry that Mommy and Daddy’s money didn’t prep you for the real world, where sometimes you aren’t the fucking best at everything!”[/b][/color]

Katie was pissed. Something about the sight of Scott Sebastion Lyon turned her into an animal, going for every point of attack she could find. He pushed every button she had and she couldn’t figure out for the life of her why. She was pretty confident she loathed him. Not hated. [i]Loathed.[/i]

[color=e2e520][b]“I DELETED IT!”[/b][/color] Scott screamed, and then it began: eyes. All eyes on the deck were very suddenly focused on himself and the woman — girl [i]she was a girl[/i] — he considered his mortal enemy. Stepping toward her, Scott continued to press on with his verbal attack, [color=e2e520][b]“and clearly I’m the best at [i]something[/i] since you’ll never leave me alone! What is it, Katie? You want to fuck me or somethin’?! Well, get [i]bent[/i], I can do way better!”[/b][/color] Scott shouted, wishing he had something to throw at her.

Considering that he didn’t, he did the next best thing: Scott threw up the middle finger in her direction, scowling. How dare she bring up his parents! He didn’t [i]choose[/i] to be born rich, why wasn’t that a point of contention!?

[color=ba314c][b]“Oh, so you didn’t want to just man up and face the fucking music did you? God you are such a bitch baby!”[/b][/color] Katie didn’t care a bit that half the boat was watching them by now, hushed silence having fallen over the deck, save for the whispers of the audience and the shouts of the two competitors. 

[color=ba314c][b]“Scott, if I wanted to catch every disease known to man, I’d be sure to fuck you, but unfortunately for you, I have morals. Not that you’re used to that with most girls,”[/b][/color] Katie quipped, crossing her arms and cocking her head. This fight had no point, no winner or loser, no prize. Yet she kept fighting, kept shouting, kept throwing out barbs, because to walk away was to admit defeat, and that was the last thing she was going to do. He didn’t deserve the satisfaction.

If she was a man, Scott would have hit her. To be honest, he wanted to hit her anyway, but his mother raised him better than that. Instead, he chose to do the only logical thing: scream some more. To him, the world had washed away. There was only him and Katie, there were no spectators. This wasn’t being recorded and posted to Snapchats everywhere. [color=e2e520][b]“I don’t have any diseases, you bat! And [i]even if I did[/i], at least I’m not a fuckin’ disease on this planet! And you? Morals?! HA!”[/b][/color]

Scott ripped off his hat and threw it at her, [color=e2e520][b]“The ABSURDITY makes me laugh! You threw chess pieces at me today, you dumb bitch!”[/b][/color] Scott snapped, scowling.

Katie stepped sideways, letting the hat flop on the ground, then clapped her hands in mock glee, and made a face, similar to one you might make if you were congratulating a baby on their first words. [color=ba314c][b]“Oh my! ‘Absurdity’ that is such a big word! Good job, Scotty!”[/b][/color] Katie scoffed. [color=ba314c][b]“Y’know what Scott, why don’t you just do me a favor and keep your ego small enough that I don’t have to deal with it! Now go and find some whore to hook up with,”[/b][/color] Katie said, fixing him with a famous, Katie Callaghan Stare, and shooing him away. The crowd erupted into hushed whispers. Katie was a performer, and she knew how to get a reaction.

[color=e2e520][b]“You dim-witted, dense, daft, dumb doofus! I don’t hook up with whores!”[/b][/color] Scott screamed, and he wanted to throttle her. Scott was getting more angry than he remembered ever getting, Katie knew how to push every single button that he had. Where did she even get this shit!? [color=e2e520][b]“And don’t call me ‘Scotty!’ You have to [i]earn that[/i],”[/b][/color] he hissed stepping closer to her.

During this exchange, Noah had been perched nervously at the edge of the crowd, Katie’s drink in one hand, a cup of water in the other. He could feel the fight escalating until finally, he had to step in. Anxiously handing the cups off to one of the many viewers, he pushed his way through the crowd and into the small circle that had formed around Katie and Scott. He went to grab her hand, to pull her away, but she slapped it away. 

[color=ba314c][b]“Go away Noah!”[/b][/color]

Noah stood for a half-second, chewing his lip before wincing and wrapping his arms around Katie’s middle. Despite his frame, Noah had no trouble lifting Katie who was much smaller than he was. He began walking through the crowd, Katie kicking and shouting expletives. 

[color=ba314c][b]“NOAH PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN!!! SCOTT LYON THIS IS NOT OVER I SWEAR TO GOD!”[/b][/color] Katie shouted, struggling valiantly against Noah’s grip, to no avail.

Finally, after Noah had deemed them far enough from Scott he set Katie down, only to be shoved backwards by her, her face twisted into a mask of rage.

[color=ba314c][b]“Who the fuck do you think you are?”[/b][/color]

[color=7eff9a][b]“Katie I-”[/b][/color]

[color=ba314c][b]“No, fuck you Noah! You had no right!”[/b][/color] Katie said, storming off to the lower deck, leaving Noah standing alone.

[color=e2e520][b]“Yeah, get her outta here before she gets messed the fuck up! Don’t yell at him, you bitch, he’s protectin’ your ass!”[/b][/color] Scott bellowed after Katie and Noah, before turning his attention onto the surrounding crowd, and flashing a middle finger at all of them. [color=e2e520][b]“Show’s over you assholes! Go find something else to entertain you, you fucking VULTURES!”[/b][/color] Scott snapped, before storming off to anywhere but here.

Stupid Katie.[/indent][/indent]