Requested story. Being the new kid and kind of an outcast, Tessa befriends a goth girl named Kat (inspired by Kat Dennings) and finds a motherly figure in Christina, Kat's stepmother ( inspired by Christina Hendricks) A rivalry ensues over who should take the rightful place of daughter and becomes something much more. Contains sexual content and language in future chapters. Please review!

Keeping a low profile in a small town was tough, just ask Tessa Altman. Her dad moved her from New York to the suburbs. A significant downgrade from the bustling city life. She wasn't used to the fashion choices of the teenage girls her age, especially when they all liked to dress like their mothers' twin. Everyone was so fake. You'd think after 2 weeks she would've made a connection with someone.

She overheard one of the many housewives flocking over to present her father with food that was questionable, they warned about their neighbours across the street. They were kooks apparently, they almost never showed their faces and the dad was always gone on business. The house wasn't brightly colored in some of the barfy pastels on its block, no plastic lawn ornaments either, it was normal.

She had seen the daughter around, she was like the local goth girl, a total standout and someone Tessa thought could be worth a shot at striking up a conversation. Kat Stevens was her name bit all the young people called her The Freak or Bride of Satan.

Tessa saw her by her locker in the morning. She worked up the nerve to go over to her. "Hi, I'm..."

"I'm not interested in Jesus, ok?" She brushed right by her.

Maybe wearing the yellow dress wasn't really a conversation starter with her; normally she'd be wearing a green jacket and tight black jeans. She did have on the same combat boots as Kat. She found her later that day hanging outside under a tree. Sitting down next to her might not have been the best idea. "This seat taken?" She joked with a smile that was an inch or 2 too forced.

Kat responded by rolling her eyes and putting her nose in some book that looked Wiccan. Tessa sighed, "I'm going to level with you, Kat, I'm the new girl. I'm not really used to...all of this. You look like you're your own individual person. What keeps you from running away or drowning yourself?"

This got the slightest of smiles from her. "Nice boots..."

"Tessa," she said, offering her hand to shake. Kat obliged. "Want to come by my house after school and talk dirt about some people?"

"I'd love that."

"I'm sure you do. Was that you looking over our fence yesterday?" Kat did distinctly remember seeing a bush of red hair much like Tessa's. Tessa of course denied this with a laugh.

Tessa wondered if she should bring anything. She wondered what her parents were like. Maybe they were all crazy shut ins. She went up their front step abs rang the doorbell. Kat answered the door wearing more black if that was even possible; she was short but a very curvy girl.

"Sup."

"Hi!"

"Want anything to drink?"

"Um, water would be fine I guess."

"Kitchen's over there", she pointed it out to her then went to sit down on her living room couch rather rudely. Tessa went to the kitchen, very spacious even with the island in the middle. A red headed woman greeted her as she put something into the oven. "Hello, there!" She said. It was such a genuine smile.

"Hi," said Tessa, "You must be Kat's..."

"Mother, " she finished. Tessa almost wasn't sure, both looked like complete opposites. Kat was all darkness, even her jet black hair and fingernails. Her mother was all colour. But with closer inspection she could see she took over from her mother in other assets; it looked like she was smuggling midgets under there, no way they were real.

"Stepmother!" Kat corrected the older woman.

"I'm Christina," she shook her hand.

"Tessa."

"Will you be joining us for dinner?" It was weird, she was so nice. She heaved her massive chest forward, Tessa didn't bring up the fact that she was dipping her chest in a bowl of batter. Tessa's mother ran out on her when she was fairly young, she didn't know her that well. Christina almost looked a little similar but Tessa did not have her body or nearly as much charm

"Well I don't want to intrude."

"Nonsense! My husband Timothy is away and it would be so great to have some company for a change."

"Wow, um...ok" she went and sat down next to Kat, a huge obnoxious look on her face.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"What?" Tessa continued to smile smugly.

"You're here for only five minutes and you're making friends with my mom?"

"Stepmom," Tessa corrected her.

"It's weird. Are you like good friends with your mom or something?"

"I never really knew my Mom. She left when I was..."

"Yeah, so it's mommy issues then. Just back off ok, she's mine."

Tessa wasn't sure what to make of this hostility. Both girls looked over at Christina. She had now discovered the batter on her top. She snatched a spray bottle and sprayed the area. Both girls watched at attention, their eyes ready to pop out of their heads as if they were horny frat guys oggiling a babe. The batter came off pretty easy once she applied a rag to whatever she had in the bottle.

"Wow, she's so handy," exclaimed Tessa.

Kat grabbed her shoulder, "Stop staring at my mom!"

"Oh, Kat?" Christina called, "Maybe we could have Tessa spend the night."

"Really?" Tessa got excited.

"Sure. We can have a girl's night. What do you say, Kat?"

Tessa looked to Kat, giving her a sly grin, "Yes, Kat...what do you say?"

Kat was clearly pissed off but decided to go along with it, sure her mother could be irritating but she was kind of all she had and this new kid on the block wasn't going to ruin that. "Suuuree," she gritted her teeth. Getting herself to smile took a lot of work, she couldn't see how other people did it.

"Excellent. I just know we'll have a lot of fun!" She winked at Tessa while she adjusted her top, it almost seemed like flirting but that couldn't be right. Could it?

More to come!