I Found A Pinkie At A Party

"Well, well, if it isn't the sick nerd!" Diamond Tiara said as she strolled by, her every step closer frightening and angering me at the same time. Her sparkling crown sat on her her purple-haired head like always. Apparently, with this crown, not to mention her rich dad, she thought she had a right to be a jerk to everyone she felt was under her.

"I can't believe even you got invited to this party," she said, with a devious grin on her face. Her friend, Silver Spoon, wearing a silver spoon around her neck, like usual, nodded and "yeahed" in agreement. Her gray-haired braids shook over her face and body as she nodded her head. I will admit, these girls were awful, but cute.

"I hope there are disinfectants at this party, "Silver said, "with you around, there could already be sickness in the air." They both laughed at her comment, leaving me red with embarrassment and a little anger. Other people at the place stopped their conversations or dancing to see what was going on at my table. Some laughed along, while the others either looked with sympathy or confusion and weirded-out-ness. Knowing me, it was probably the latter they felt.

Diamond and Silver are only a year younger than me, and smaller too. They may be hotter, too (a lot hotter)but they can give really cold shoulders to anyone if they wanted to. To think these girls, who should be respecting an upperclassman like me, can hurt me like this. I try to get them to leave me alone at school. However, it isn't easy to get help from teachers at my school. Not cause I'm a bad kid, I get good grades. They're just hard of understanding a guy who can't seem to get the courage to speak right, a.k.a. me.

"W-w-what do you w-w-want, D-diamond T-t-tiara?" I asked quietly, with a face of fear as if I asked a huge bear about to eat me.

"Well, given those Crusaders are protected by their big, dumb sisters, and aren't alone for us to show off at," she said, leaving me to wonder who the Crusaders were, "Silver and I thought it would be more fun to poke fun at you. Right, Silver?"

"Like, yeah, DT. It isn't going to be hard or much of a challenge, though, given, like, this boy has everything to poke fun at!" Silver said, giggling with evil glee.

"He's a regular buffet of weirdness!" They shouted, smiling, provoking more attention from the party crowd. God, if you are good, please end this now.

I started to break out in sweat again. My mouth started to gulp and gasp for breath in panic.

"Like those glasses that are bigger than the Hubble," Diamond replied, pointing to my glasses.

"Or that ugly sweater," Silver said.

"Or that bowtie. Hah! Like, how geeky can you get?" Diamond said.

I drooped my head down and rubbed it, trying to drown them out, but these guys were professional insulters. They wouldn't back down without a fight. I regretted coming here immediately after seeing these two and getting into this predicament. Honestly, I felt like crying in hopelessness.

I wanted to shout, to scream "Stop" to their pretty, devious, conniving faces, but I couldn't as they hurled more and more verbal pain in my direction. I was real close to shedding a tear.

Then came a shout that silenced both the girls and my depressing thoughts in a flash.

"Insulting ain't right, ya meanies!" I heard a voice shout. DT and Silver stopped, leaving me rather surprised.

"Parties are for friends and fun, not bullies and....well, not fun!" the voice harked seconds later. Immediately, Diamond Tiara and SIlver Spoon went away with a huff of their faces to go torture someone else. Looking down, I saw their spiffed up boots walking farther and farther away from me. I couldn't believe it.

Then, in my shock, I heard, "Hey, are you okay, mister?" It sounded like a girl's voice, bubbly, yet sympathetic.

Confused, I lowered my hands and lifted my head. What I saw only shocked me, not in fear or anger, but in amazement.