The Queen And The Freak

*Blair's Point of View*

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“Hey, girl! Watch it!” I yelled at the dumb human who just bumped into me.

And guess what? Unfortunately, she fell on the floor with all her coffee splashed in her dress—what a weak creature. But I don't know if it was hot, though. But I couldn't care less.

“What the hell!” She cursed as she got up on her own.

Why would I help her? She's the one who bumped into me. I'm the victim here.

Then, I kept my phone in my jacket pocket, and I just raised an eyebrow at her without saying anything.

I'm about to turn around when she speaks again... or should I say yell or shout? She's losing her temper, and I think that I'm in tiny trouble here. Should I exit now? I better should.

“Lady, are you not going to say sorry?” She angrily asked, and okay, she's mad, and I kinda liked it.

Her face is turning so red, and I'm laughing inside. No, I will just laugh at it later. She kinda looks cute with her cheeks blushing. No, no, not cute. Just a bit.

“Sorry, but it's not my fault that you fell on the floor with your coffee all over your dress,” I countered and rolled my eyes. I'm sorry, babe, but I'm not sorry.

I turned around to leave this bookstore/library/coffee shop. Well, I don't know what place this is. And, what am I doing here, actually? Oh, I remember now. Marge told me to buy a vegan recipe book. I'll just tell her that I didn't find it here since someone is about to spit fire at me.

Before I turned around, I saw the girl's beyond-angry-face. Oh, well, I think this is going to be fun. And, as I expected, she grabbed me by my right shoulder with her sticky hands that are coffee-flavored.

'Sh*t!' I cursed in my mind while trying to keep my cool. She is just a young little weak human, Blair. Relax.

And, I finally faced her and gave her a what-the-f*ck-is-wrong-with-you-? look. Then, she blurted out.

“Don't you know that a passageway is for the people who are passing to it and not for the people who stand on it? Bystanders are not allowed in this place. See that signage? You better just leave if you have nothing else to do or purchase anything here.” She sneered, and I just stood there unmoved while blinking my eyes. Who-what did she just say to me? I'll just pretend that I didn't hear those. Humans are more complex to deal with than I thought. Lucky for me, only a few of these creatures approach me back in my hometown.

“And, for you to know, Blondie, I was just standing here, and you were the one who was walking and making some motions, and then, you bumped on me. So, it was not my fault.” I retorted while emphasizing that I am still in the same spot where I was standing earlier. I need to defend myself. It would not have happened if she was just not so clumsy. It really wasn't my fault. Where was she looking at earlier, though?

But honestly, I feel a little sorry. She looked like sh*t right now with coffee stains on her dress—poor tiny human. Still, I will not accept that it was my fault.

Well, she is trying to make herself calm. And then, she speaks again after three long seconds of silence.

“Do you know who you are messing with?” She asked in a calm tone of voice and stared at me in the eyes with her electric blue ones.

Why the heck would I care to know who she is? The only human I know around here is Marge, so far.

“And... Do you know who I am, who is messing with you?” I responded with the same tone of voice she used and stared at her eyes with my green ones.