Will Taylor Swift even like this?—Part 2

This is Part 2 of the story. You can read Part 1 first.

Fandom: PaperTowns

Pairing: Margo and Q

Genre: Fluff

Rating: G

The characters mentioned below, Margo and Q, belong to John Green. This is purely fiction.

Just as I had thought, Taylor's room was a Pinterest board that had come to life. On one side of the room there was a wall of Polaroid pictures. Most of the pictures were just plain shots of her and her cat,Meredith. There was also a picture of her and Margo when they were both freshmen in high school. Although it was three years ago, Taylor looked unrecognizable. Maybe it was because she didn't used to apply a lot of eye shadow then. The other walls were just shelves some of which were stocked with books while other remained empty.

The air is Taylor's room is warm.  It smelt just like how Taylor smelt. A mixture of lavender and apples. 

Margo who was in the other room feeding Meredith came back. She had a grin on her face.

She looks even beautiful with a smile on her face. I wondered.

"Meredith is already eating so now our problem is over,"she whispered into my ear as I could smell her breathe which mainly consisted of apples.

"Our problem is not over yet," I replied as my eyes darted towards the direction of Taylor's bed.

"Don't worry because she is a heavy sleeper."

Tay was actually a heavy sleeper. She once slept for three straight lessons without a single budge. Tonight, she was also snoring. I was both shocked and delighted. Shocked because I never knew Taylor being the 'it' girl could actually snore like this. I wanted to record this and then share it with everyone but I didn't want her to have an Ultimate Bad Day the next day.

Margo went into the pocket of her hood and dug out the Veet cream and glanced at me as she gave me a wicked smile. I smiled back.

She squeezed a generous amount of the white cream onto the index finger of her right arm. I took in a deep breathe as I watched Margo place the creamed finger delicately onto Taylor's left eyebrow. She spread the amount fairly across the brow. Taylor was still asleep but this time her snoring was becoming louder and louder. She squeezed te bottle again and now did the same to the other brow.

She then turned and looking at me as motioned for the Kleenex that was on Taylor's desk. The tissue looked used cause it was crumpled and damp. Maybe it had some Taylor tears in it. I did as I was told and gave the tissue to Margo.

She mouthed "thanks" as I replied with a nod.

In 10 seconds, Taylor's eyebrows were non-existent just like her friendship with Margo. Margo  walked to me and handed me the Kleenex which was now covered with hair.

"What for?" I asked

She smiled as if she was telling me to wait.

She walked towards Taylor's desk and bent over as she wrote something on a sticky note. After she was done writing, she lay the pencil on the paper and stuck the note onto Tay's PC. She signaled me that the time was up and it was time to leave. So I went to the window where we heard earlier passed through as we broke in. By the time my right leg was outside while my left leg was still in Taylor's bedroom, Meredith had eaten almost half of the fish.

Margo tugged my leg making me to lose my balance and fall. I landed on the flower garden on top of Margo. I stared deep into her eyes as she stared back at me. My body had caged hers and I could  feel the electricity as our clothes touched.

This was the moment. The moment that I have been looking forward to in my entire life.

Just when my lips were moving for hers, Margo looked at me and then said,"Umm...what're you doing?"

"Aah...nothing!" with every inch of confusion.

"We are running late Q. Cause this is just our first victim."

She pushed me off her. I landed on some of the tulips on the garden. Margo stood up and stretch out her hand towards me.

I took it and before I knew it I was standing.

"Q, I hope this night will always be remembered," she whispered into my ear.

"Yeah Margo"

Will Taylor Swift even like this?

Fandom: PaperTowns

Pairing: Margo and Q

Rating: G

The characters mentioned below, Margo Roth Spiegelman and Quentin Jacobsen all belong to John. This is purely fiction.

We were driving for about ten minutes with Margo being my co-driver helped me located our first victim, her friend(I mean,her then friend), Taylor Swift.

"Hey Q, pull over at that curb next to that street pole,"she said pointing to a black pole.

I pulled up at the end of the road as instructed by Margo and waited for her next move.

"There's the house, Q. That's were Taylor lives."

She was pointing at a three-storey building which had really huge windows. The mansion was encircled by well leveled lawn and a small garden of tulips and daffodils that grew on both sides of the entrance. The lights of the house were off an indication that there was no one inside the house or if they were then they are asleep.

"So has Taylor been good or bad?" I asked Margo.

"She has been bad. She knew that I was allergic to cheese but yesterday during lunch she offered me a piece of cake which I could never tell that it had cheese  in it. I ate it and after a few bites that's when she told me that it was a cheesecake. It then dawned on her that I was—"

"Allergic to cheese," I said as I finished het sentence.

"Exactly."

"But isn't that like a petty issue that you girls can work it out."

"Petty issue? Q, you have no idea what I got."

She lifted a handful of her hair from her back and her right ear. Then I saw it.There it was. Her skin was reddened  with swellings that seemed to erupt at any moment. She had acne all around her neck and ear.

"Aaaaah!" I screamed with disgust as I tried to erase that image of pimples on Margo's neck off my mind. Even with the pimples, she was still beautiful.

"That's the same thing that I said when I saw it at the mirror this morning . To add it all up she left the table,today, without even apologizing as if nothing had happened. Turns out that all this time she wanted to be homecoming queen since I had more chances than her of becoming one. So as that's why we are here tonight. Now Q, take the Veet and the catfish and meet me outside,"she said as she jumped out of my mother's car as she zipped her hood.

I turned off the engine as I took the waxing cream and the catfish that was wrapped in old newspaper before exiting the car.

"And why do we need this catfish?" I asked Margo.

"It's for Meredith. That cat despises me. There's no way that we could enter that house without Meredith noticing us. So we need to make that cat busy with this catfish."

I laughed at the that because she was making a joke without noticing. The whole catfish being eaten by acat. Well that's what happens when two girls are in a cat fight. Enough with the cat jokes, I was having second thoughts about the whole thing so I told Margo that I would stay in the car. 

"Are you scared,Q?" she asked,"do you want to go home"

"No!" I told her with a 'I won' smile.

"I thought so!"

 

And that's how Margo Roth Spiegelman's revenge plot began.