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[indent][indent][color=darkgray] If you wanted to make Melissa Elliott mad, you badmouthed the Knights or insinuated something about her and Zoey’s upbringing given the lack of a father figure. If you wanted to make her irate, you called her Missy. While she adored the music, the bombardment of Missy Elliott jokes she had gotten over the course of her life because of her name had left her a tad sensitive to the subject, and she quickly put a stop to that upon entering the halls of Rosefell. No one dared use that nickname for her anymore.

Of course, it would stand to reason she would have to educate these Liberty fools about the price paid for using it. Double for this little trollope who dared insinuate she was the clumsy one! How dare she? She didn’t maintain the most serene grace on the balance beam and on the sidelines to fumble remnants of alcohol willy-nilly! Besides, she was probably the one who pushed this fool into her! Oh she was going to get it.

And her little boytoy too! Nice of him to apparently grow a spine when threatening a teenage girl. What a mouth on this one! Too bad he clearly didn’t have the muscles to back it up, looking like some boy-band singer, and Melissa was never one to let gender stop her from giving people a thrashing. It helped knowing she had the backup. It didn’t take much for Dee to announce his presence behind her. The perks of their relationship were apparent yet again.

Melissa looked back and smiled at her not-official-boyfriend as he let Jackson know who his dance partner would be if he wanted it. [color=CE0F3D]“Thanks Dee. I know you’ve got my back. But they’re going to need the help.”[/color] She took a couple breaths allowing herself to center as she stood in front of Miki and Jackson, interlopers that needed to be put in their place. 

Miki fired the first shot, she could get the first taste. [color=CE0F3D]“Now you listen and listen good, bitch, because I’m only going to be this calm when I deliver this speech once. I don’t know who you think you are, and I don’t know if I care, but if you know I’m the queen around here, which congratulations on making one correct assumption, then you should know exactly what I’m about and what exactly I can do to you to make your life miserable. And you’ve already made two incorrect assumptions that are going to make you look like quite the ass. First, I can handle my drink better than you any day of the week, so while you may have been tipsy enough to shove this stick over here,”[/color] Melissa motioned towards Jackson. [color=CE0F3D]“into my path towards the beverages that I put on this table, I need more than that to put my feet in places where they don’t belong. Like you shoving yours in your big mouth. And second, you can put some god damn respek on my name when you say it. It’s Melissa, and you would do best to learn it if you want to do anything other than wear a mascot head at this school. And don’t think I won’t send Spike packing to make that happen! So if you want to offer me an apology, I’m all ears. Or I will be in about three minutes.”

Content with how she established Miki’s place in the pecking order, she turned to the larger Jackson. “And you! You talk to women with that mouth? Maybe you’ve been hanging around with this one,”[/color] she now motioned to Miki, [color=CE0F3D]“Too much, or maybe you just skipped the etiquette classes I’m sure you had over at Liberty, but guess what, beanpole? YOU AREN’T THERE ANYMORE! What the fuck did you do to make any of this happen? Fuck, what did you do to make anything happen, other than spilling my god damn drink all over the deck? I know god damn well I’m more capable than you of running a school, a bake sale, a lemonade stand and a lap, because you look fucking pathetic! Threatening a woman, what is wrong with you? If you’re looking for beggars, go check where your school stands empty, I’m sure they fucking moved in. But I don’t give a shit where you think you are, or what turf you claim to be on, you’re in my fucking universe now, and I will make damn sure you get blinked out of existence if you try and pull this kind of reverse bullshit maneuver on me! Step to that, you useless fuckstick!”[/color]

Satisfied, Melissa gave a quick flick of her hair to make sure it fell back in place following her tirade, and she turned to Dee. [color=CE0F3D]“Didn’t think I was going to need an escort to the booze table, Dee, but you want to head over there with me? Make sure no more pieces of trash drift into my path?”[/color][/color][/indent][/indent]