"You know Rizzo, I happen to write a pretty popular web blog, if you want I could spread all sorts of crap about this whore cheerleader! It's the ultimate way to get back at her for breaking your heart!" Rizzo was about to accept the offer and spill-all when Aaron interrupted with his pho...

"Let me tell you, Rizzo Mervin, you're probably better off single anyway! Who needs some trashy cheerleader who breaks your heart?" Rizzo blinked at that - Mervin? That was nothing like his last name. "It's Vitoria. Rizzo Vitoria." he tells her. "But yeah, single life looks...

"No, no I don't know what you mean. Is there something you wanna tell me?" Rizzo grimaced, knowing this was not a conversation he should have started. He might not have liked Amber, but there was no reason to rub it in. "I don't know. I've always thought cheerleaders were a bit trash...

"Yes, I'm sure you're right. After all, why fret over some girl breaking your heart? She sounds like an total piece of work, if you ask me." "Yeah, I should just find some hotter girl..." Rizzo said, trying to not pout. "Then see what she says. But all the hot girls are che...

"Are you okay Rizzo? You've been seeming kinda down this whole conversation." "Are you feeling alright? You look a little out of it." Rizzo cringed at the dual-questioning. He had wanted to just ignore it eventually. Get over the feelings of anger and betrayal. But it hadn't see...

"Sorry, I dunno why I thought Jake. What's the name I'm looking for again?" Rizzo looked down after a second - enemy or not: manners never cost anything, his parents said.... And it's not like it was top secret. "I'm sorry..." he said, looking back at her. "It's Rizzo. I th...

"Sorry, I got Aaron's name wrong the first time, so I'm just gonna be sure: you're Jake right?" Rizzo looked at Amber for a moment. Does he agree and let her look like an idiot in future? Or should he correct her and make her look a lesser form of stupid now? "No." he told her s...

Rizzo didn't realise he had drifted off until Aaron took a deep breath. What was he talking about? Miniatures and books and editions... What a load of crap. "Hell, everything interests someone." he shrugged before realising that might come off as an insult. "You know, if they hadn't w...

"Really, though, I'd love to be a game designer." "Awesome job." Rizzo grinned. He liked videogames - though to make them you needed to know programming languages and artistic crap. "Roleplaying games, I mean, not video games. Dungeons and Dragons, that stuff. You need to k...

Rizzo was glad that the conversation seemed to be moving away from him and their crappy days. At least looking towards the future was a good step away from it. "I think I'm ready for the real world..." he nodded. "I don't know what I wanna do at college though..." Aaron seemed to...

Rizzo didn't even notice Amber writing - or her notebook. He didn't look up, taking another bite of his sub and keeping hold of it. At least he had an excuse to drag out any answers - hopefully for the five hours Aaron had left here. "You in the creative writing class?" Rizzo blinked and l...

"Oh? What's up?" Rizzo froze, his eyes widening. Didn't he just say he didn't want to talk about it? He couldn't! He'd lose his balls! "Nuthin'..." he muttered, sliding down in his chair a little to make his already-short frame even less noticible. "You know, normal stuff.....

Rizzo kept eating as the two spoke of their woes. It wasn't any wonder to him, that 'Amber' (if that was her real name!) got left to fend for herself. Sure, it sucked that Aaron's parents left him here so they could get their jolly's, but didn't they deserve their fun? They could have screwed in the...

"You guys remember me right? Amber Whimsy?" "Yeah," "Yeah..." Rizzo muttered, nodding. He was sure he'd heard her name. Insultingly, at that. If only he could remember the context of the conversation... Or the insult. Then he could use it against her when she inevitabl...

Rizzo stopped cleaning and looked at the newcomer, his jaw again stopping its chewing motions. He eyed her suspiciously - was she here to come on to him and then shout at him? That must be what girls like to do - a game to them. Well it wouldn't fucking work! He was on to them! He resumed chewing an...