So Stupid, It's Not Even Legal
Something you should know: This story changes point of views. The story itself is spoken through a normal POV, and at the end of every chapter, Momoko will step in. Just read it, you'll understand when you see it. Also just to let you know, this fanfiction contains a lesbian pairing, under aged drinking, crude humor, and a not happy but not sad ending. In fact, this story has no real plot; it is merely Momoko reminiscing about her past.
They say once you get rejected by a boy in front of the whole school, life can't get much worse. I'm here to tell you it can. My name is Momoko. Looking back, I realize how foolish I used to be, how careless and rash. I regret a lot of things, but there's one thing that will haunt me until my grave. And that's the year I was eighteen years old. The year when everything in my life that could have possibly gone wrong, did.
((Thirteen years ago))
"Momoko, Kaoru's angry, very angry…"
"Kaoru can shove a pumpkin up her nose for all I care, she deserved it. I don't care if she's mad, I don't care if she kills my sister."
The blonde opened her mouth to say something, but no words came. The red head peered into the mirror and combed down a few strands of brilliant orange hair with her bright hot pink nails.
"Are you still mad at Kuriko?" Miyako asked nervously, gently fixing up her own yellow curly pigtails.
Momoko brushed down the riffles of her autumn red skirt. It was all Miyako needed for an answer.
"Like my new skirt? I got it last weekend!" The leader cooed, tugging at the rim of her skirt.
"It's cute." Miyako agreed, forcing a fake smile.
Momoko frowned. She crossed her arms and tilt her hips far out to one side. "Miyako, either you can share a decent conversation with me, or go make sure Kaoru isn't crying her fragile little heart out in the pumpkin patch."
"I'm not worried about Kaoru! I know she's tough, it's YOU I'm worried about!"
"…Me? How come?"
"Because, Kaoru isn't the kind to be pushed around, she will fight back until she wins, I'm afraid she may do something mean to you."
"For Godsake! I'm not that idiot little girl anymore who was always pushed around! I can stand up for my self now! And if Kaoru does anything to me, I'll just smash the stupid little trophy she has!" Momoko screamed, shoving Miyako out of her way and storming out of the bathroom.
As she walked, the red head began to think to herself. She really had grown up since she was thirteen. She really wasn't the girl who always got pushed around anymore. Now, boys ogled over her, as she did her best to show off her body. And yet the boys that she was interested in never seemed to like her.
Miyako had often called her vain, and always begged her to wear more modest clothing.
"Who does she think she is? Her skirt isn't any longer than mine!" Momoko hissed, her hot pink eyes narrowing.
She stopped at her locker and opened it with an angry voice. After a few minutes of staring at herself in the mirror, something felt horribly wrong. Suddenly a few snickers began to drift in the air, but they grew to hysterical attacks of laughter. Momoko jerked her head back to see Kaoru, in the same "sexy" pose Momoko used.
Her arms crossed and hips tilt out to the side. An evil and vengeful grin was plastered onto Kaoru's face and she fought back laughter. Everyone else was point to Momoko's feet. She looked down. There, around her ankles, was her new autumn red skirt.
Kaoru was far too quick, and this time, the other students screamed and glanced away. As the embarrassed victim frantically attempted to pull the skirt up, Kaoru pulled again, this time bringing the underwear down with it.
Kaoru and I had gotten into a fight, and I had blackmailed her into doing a crazy stunt. I would tell you, but that's not part of my story. Anyway, my "pantsing" was done about a month and a half after my birthday, so it was just the beginning of my year as an eighteen year old. You think my underwear being pulled down in front of every one was bad? It gets worse, this was JUST the beginning.