A bright spark in the black room and a cigarette is lit with a match. Thin white fingers lift it to thick pale reddish lips. The cherry illuminates the long black nails with bloodred tips. Tonight was her last night with those nails. She sat in her window seat staring at the nearly full moon. "Damn... Why did I bet against Tom and Kuro?" Her neighbor and her twin sister had bet against her in cards and she'd lost. She knew she sucked at any kind of card game, even 52-pick-up, but she'd had to join in. Bill was playing and her neighbor's twin was the only guy she ever wanted to hold her. Besides that the bet had be entirely ridiculous. She couldn't bear to think of it as she used a cotton ball soaked in nail polish remover to swipe away her beloved "Romanian Manicure" as she called it. She'd had to sit in this window seat as her sister dragged in the bag of clothes for her bet. Tonight before everyone went to bed she'd scrubbed off every last ounce of her make-up to leave room for what tomorrow, excuse me, today it was now, would bring. Her eyes were heavy now and she extinguished the smoke in the ashtray by her side and slipped into bed.
Her phone chimed it's alarm to the tune of Mike Myers' Theme from Halloween. She'd dreamed of Bill again. Today both of them had to fulfill their ends of the bet. "Al! Come on get ready for school!" Her sister laughed and retracted her head of dyed pink hair from Al's room as a black satin pillow flew in her direction. Al put the pillow back and went to her closet.
Bill was dressed in a school-girl outfit. Tom laughed quietly at him as they entered their neighbor's house. They walked into the living room as Al came down the stairs. "Wow..." Tom's voice was shocked and Al growled, "Keep it in your overly baggy pants." Al's legs where barely covered by the tiny little pink miniskirt. Her large bosom was practically falling out of the slutty little cropped sky-blue halter top. The good four inches of exposed toned abs, fully exposed muscular back and nearly three feet of sculpted legs added to the sex-appeal of the outfit. Bills eyes couldn't tear away from her. He knew it was wrong of him to stare but as she lifted a pink-nailed hand to her mouth to cover a gloss-lipped yawn her shirt lifted even higher and his eyes were glued to the naval piercing he'd never known Al had. Said piercing had obviously been replaced with a Hello Kitty one where there most likely would have been a red stone or a bat. They were all shooed off to school by Al and Kuro's mother.
By the end of the day Al's ass had been grabbed and her waist had been grabbed and her arms had been grabbed and she was sick of people touching her. Her blond ponytail had been creepily sniffed in the lunch line and her ass had been slapped in the halls by a girl. She was running in the shiny silver heels down a nearly empty hall when she passed someone and they slammed her against the lockers. "Tom!" Her voice was a gasp. He had lust in his eyes and he kissed her hard. She kneed him hard where the sun don't shine and ran on. She ducked into an empty classroom and crumpled to the ground sobbing.
Bill wandered into the same empty classroom in search of a quiet place to open the constricting shirt. He didn't hear Al's silent sobs so he pulled open the buttons on the top and sighed, a sounds close to pleasure. Al's ears picked up the sigh and she squeaked a bit, "Oh!" Bill turned around and saw her sitting on the floor in a corner, "Al?" He hurried over to her and bent down, "What happened?" She fell into his arms, "I'm scared Bill..." His arms went around her gently, "It's ok. I'll protect you." His lips gently connected with hers. Her lips kissed back and she smiled up at him, "Bill I love you." He smiled back, "I love you too."
