A/N: Another pointless lil' fic. I hope you like it...please review!
I once saw Lilly making out with Madison Sinclair.
It's probably the main reason that Madison Sinclair has always hated me so much. Pair that with my lack of 09er status and poof! I'm the in-crowd's instant Wicked Witch of the West. The Kanes were my only reason for not having that bucket of water poured over my head.
If only I had melted.
With Duncan in Mexico and Lilly dead, my reputation at Neptune High is...oh, akin to that of Lucky the janitor. That's a long way down.
I'll be honest, after Lilly's death, I didn't want anything to do with them anymore. I was content to be at the bottom of the food chain, especially because being a pseudo-P.I. has its perks. Besides, Wallace and Mac are better friends than Dick and Madison anyway. No contest.
Anyway, back to the making out part. I had been with Duncan all day, in his room, with the door locked...doing those things that teenagers in lust will do. Especially when those teens are more mature than adults give them credit for. Alert the officials! This hymen's still intact, boys.
I was about to leave, but I decided to say goodbye to Lilly since she would likely give me a hard time later if I didn't. She was out lounging in the pool, last I knew, but when I got outside I knew something weird was up. I could see that there were two towels, two pairs of sandals beside the pool, but one of the floats was deserted. When my eyes found the second float, they saw Madison on top of Lilly.
At first all I could see was that the two figures were both blonde and female. Which didn't really narrow it down. I cleared my throat, which was when both girls turned to face me. Lilly smiled.
"Hey V! Didja blow Duncan's mind?" I gaped as I nodded distractedly while trying to ignore the death glare that I was getting from Madison.
"I...I've gotta go."
As far as I know, that never happened again. As for Lilly kissing girls...I'm not so sure. She did a lot of crazy things. That would be the least. After all, she did have sex with her boyfriend's creepy celebrity father, so why the hell not? She loved asking for trouble. Or at the very least raised eyebrows.
