Not Even Bitter-Sweet

[Sweetie Whitledge]

Sweetie glared. Not this again. What could he have possibly done now? She goaned. "What did you do now, Ellory?" She grumbled in disapproval. Not as bad? What on earth was that supposed to mean? And by the look on his face, it seemed like it was still pretty bad. "I swear, you're going to end up broke and on the streets." She muttered, shaking her head. His reputation alone would probably cause him that.

  

[John Ellory]

"Well, I ran into her in the hallway..." he started, hesitating only briefly to check their surroundings. If anyone, or anything, was listening, he'd probably be toast. "I apologized, I did... I think i said something wrong... she slapped me and left." John finished. Damnit all to hell, why did his life have to be so unlucky?

  

[Sweetie Whitledge]

Sweetie shook her head in utter annoyance. "It's like you're trying to get into trouble, Ellory." She muttered. She watched him for a moment, thinking. "What did you say?" She asked after a few minutes. She couldn't believe this boy. He just kept getting into trouble, time after time. It was getting ridiculous.