Changing suits

Petra was racing around after the sisterhood’s dinner of stolen food. It was amazing what Tanya could shop lift and what she could just run out with. The number of times she had done a dine and dash couldn’t have been calculated.

The alleys and streets were passing her by in a blur, her silver hair leaving a bright afterimage in the air. She was going just slow enough that you might see it if looking in the right direction.

A familiar shape in the passing scenery caused her to screech to a halt. She really hated doing sudden stops; it wore out the heels of her shoes! Good thing she could always get more.

She zipped back to see Eve Daniels skating down an alley, veering around trashcans and debris, kick flipping over a box and landing perfectly. When Petra saw Eve take off into another trick she sped down the alley and knocked out of mid air and onto her face. When looklooked up it was to see Petra laughing against a brick wall.

“No matter how many times I do that it’s always funny,” Petra said between laughs.

Eve and Petra had known each other all there lives really, living on the same street and going to the same schools. Until a year ago they had been friends until Petra famed Eve for breaking into lockers. Eve had started to nurture a great hate for Petra even before all this happened though. She was always so perfect, the one all the boys liked, always got asked out.

Always better then Eve. Always taking what Eve wanted.

Eve had hoped that being a mutant might have even things out but she was learning that Petra was still better then her. Now she never wanted to be like Petra. Eve growled and raised her hand to shoot six bone spikes from her arm at Petra.

To Petra it was like watching slow motion. The sluggish raising of the arm, the spikes slipping out of the skin and into the air. They were half way to her before she decided to move out of the way, speeding behind Eve and placing a foot on her back. Both watched the spikes become imbedded in the brick. OoohOooh,” Petra cooed. “Nice shot, nice form and I'm sure if that wall was alive it would be in the throws of agony right now!”

“Get your foot off of me!” Eve yelled. More spikes came out of her back, ripping through her clothes. Petra jumped back against the opposite wall and examined her nails.

“You really gotta watch that temper! All that stress will give you wrinkles!” Petra mocked.

“You think I fucking care?” Eve yelled slashing an arm through the air, bones hurling at Petra who dodged behind Eve again, knocking her down.

“You should care! I don’t know how I was ever friends with a disaster like you!” Petra taunted, ducking a punch a Eve Eve got up. “Could your clothes yell lesbian anymore?”

“Shut up!” Eve screamed, really losing it. She tensed and shot spines from every part of her body into the alley. Petra actually had to do a little fancy dodging for this. She grabbed one of the spikes out of the air and twirled it like a baton as Eve ranted. “I’m not like you! Your nothing but an empty headed, ditzy little bitch!”

Petra paused and regarded Eve’s fuming face for a second before saying, “you know I finally get it.”

“Get what?”

“Your afraid of being a girl!”

Eve felt like she got hit with a rubber mallet. “What?
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“That’s it!” Petra said in revelation. “You think you cant hack it being feminine so you get these clothes, the board, and act all guyish cause you think you would be a terrible girl! Ohmigawd, why didn’t I see this before?”

Eve actually laughed. “You’re cracked! You’ve been living with Blob too long, she’s sucking the brains out of you.

Petra ignored her as she went on. “Like you really ’t d’t date much did you back home, of course I got lots of dates but then I was always gorgeous. Even back then you were kinda tomboyish. But you didn’t go over board the way you do now. That only really started after….ohmifuckingawd! This isn’t even over Jonathan is it? I barely even liked him!”

Eve flinched. Jonathan was a boy back in middle school she liked and might have actually had chance with. Until he saw Petra and like all boysboys liked her better.

“Yeah, like I really cared about that,” Eve sneered. “He was just some dumb guy I liked for like a week. I don’t care how many guys you fucked.”

Petra gave a look of mock horror, mouth agape. “Such accusations! I’ll have you know I’m a vestal virgin! If anything you’re the slut, hanging out with all those skater boys. Just how does it feel to be in the middle of a gangbang?”

Petra had to dodge twice as many spikes when Eve exploded this time, screaming, “I’m not like that! I’m not like yYou’You’re the one who fucks around, taking all the guys, making them forget I exist.” She had said it before she could stop it. Her rage died down with the words.

Petra just smirked for a second before saying, “your telling me that your jealousy of me screwed you up this much? I knew you envied me but I didn’t think you would go so far as to totally dyke yourself to not be me. Too freaky!”

Eve’s shoulders heaved with emotion. “No, it’s not like that…”

Petra stepped closer. “Then what is it? You think you can’t cut it as a girl so you just threw out everything. That’s the way you always handled things you weren’t good at. That’s pretty pathetiut tut then again, you never could be as perfect as me, could you?” she added with a sweet smile, flip of the hair and zipped off.

Eve was left alone in the ally, lost in her head.