i wasn’t looking for nobody when you looked my way
April/Cassidy (The Treaty), Nemesis. 153 words. For femslash100.
When she hears the dramatic sigh, April looks up from her foil to see an irritated teenager (probably Natalie’s age, though Nat would never be in a club, let alone one this stupid. Like playing pretend is going to solve anything) re-adjusting her ponytail. (Probably the dumbest hair style ever.) “The moon isn’t part of the United Nations,” she says and April rolls her eyes, because really?
“Oh really,” she says, looking back at her foil moon.
“Yes. Really,” says France, with her stupid beret and stupid side ponytail.
April sets down her foil, looks around for Andy who is probably off training his lions or something, and tilts her head. “So I guess that means you don’t wanna make out.”
“What!” France recoils. “No! No, I.” She crosses her arms over her chest. “The delegation from France formally declines your offer, Moon.”
“Formally-schmormally. Whatever. Hey, you don’t have any glitter, do you?”
