Carrie gets a crazy idea on how to get closer to her two bullies. What could go wrong?

Carrie rushed home to her TV; she had more than a few questions for it. She pulled it out of her closet, covered by an old blanket. On screen was a different woman than before. This one had tanned skin, maybe a bit older, bigger boobs and an all around nicer body. Carrie was trying to figure out who she was supposed to be.

"Hello, Carrie!" She said in a breathless voice.

Carrie sat on the edge of the bed. "W-who are you?"

The camera followed the woman wearing nothing more than a green g-string bikini to a pool. She dove right in perfectly without splash and emerged at the surface whipping her long dark brown hair back. She stepped onto the pool deck completely dry.

"Isn't it obvious?" Her piercing blue eyes stabbed right through Carrie. The young girl shook her head.

The brunette beauty sighed, "You don't know perfection when you see it do you?"

Carrie squinted her eyes, "Chris?"

"Bingo," her back was to the camera now. The camera zoomed down to her buttocks, "Isn't that an ass you'd want to eat?" Carrie was shocked by these words. TV Chris laughed and shook her head. The next frame showed her standing in a kitchen with whipped cream covering her body from the neck down. "I know you want me, Carrie. I want you too but I'm too much of a dumbass to realize it."

"Oh?"

TV Chris rolled around in a kid sized pool in the creamy mess. She started treating it like a bubble bath. "Yes! Sue and I want you, White! Our bodies ache for you!'

"But why me?" Carrie frowned.

TV Chris was towels off but now had a cupcake bra covering her breasts and a blue wig similar to a Katy Perry music video. She was squirting frosting onto what was assumed to be two large cupcakes but they were out of frame.

"You are everything I could ever want. I just can't tell anyone not even myself. "

"So you and Sue really like girls?" Carrie but her bottom lip, "If that's true wouldn't you two just go after each other?"

The camera panned down to what TV Chris was frosting. They weren't cupcakes but TV Sue's naked breasts now covered in purple icing.

"We need someone good like you. You have to teach us. You're going to to do early what we tell you, Carrie. Your mother will be home in 5 minutes!"

The next day behind the bleachers on the soccer field at lunch.

"I can't believe you started vaping. What do you think it makes you look cool?" Sue mocked Chris.

"Yes," Chris answered bluntly.

It was starting to rain. Both were thinking of cutting the rest of the day but had nothing to do. But like fate, Carrie White walked up to them.

"Is that...," Sue began.

"Ha! And you said we had nothing to do," Chris passed Sue her vaper to hold on to. "Are you stalking us or something?"

"Yes," Carrie smirked.

Both Chris and Sue looked at each other and broke out laughing. "Wow she really is a freak," Sue chuckled.

Chris grabbed a hold of Carrie's hoodie, "I'm going to teach you a real lesson, White!" She got Carrie in a headlock. Carrie's head poking out from under her arm, she looked up at a worried looking Sue.

"Look, Sue, it's working just like you said!"

"Huh?"

Chris laughed at her even though she showed no sign of discomfort, "We should have a day where we play with this freak! Show her who's boss!"

"Yes!", said Carrie. Chris stopped and looked at her, "I mean...oh, no?"

Chris pulled her underwear, stretching it above her skirt, "You wearing tighty whities, Carrie?"

Sue cringed at the sight of Carrie being humiliated in such a dumb jock like manner. She spotted what looked like a teacher on their smoke break. "Chris!" she warned.

Chris looked, "Shit!"

"We can always go to the old mill. No one will bother us there..." Carrie suggested as Chris continuously pulled at her elastic band.

"The freak is right! Let's book it!"

The three ran, well Carrie was pushed along but Chris.

The old saw mill had been closed down for years after a fire, the original owner abandoned it, deciding it was too much trouble to try and reopen. Kids went down there all the time to drink and rave. The only reason Carrie knew anything about it was stories her mother Margaret would tell her. "It's where all of the SIN happens," she'd say.

"Are you scared, Carrie? Oh, I'm sorry, Tighty-Whitie! That's going to be your new name!"

"I like freak better," Sue smiled. She opened up the old, heavy wooden door to the Mill entrance, it was dark and musty, smells of old liquor and shame.

"Are we locking her inside?" Sue wasn't sure she wanted to do that.

"Nah, let's give her a little makeover. Chris pulled out a switchblade.

"Chris where the hell did you get that?" Sue freaked.

"Relax!" She laughed and put it back in her pocket. "Let's rough her up a little."

"Wait you're going to gang up on me? That doesn't sound fair."

"That's the point, Whitie!"

"Maybe she's right, maybe we should take turns," Sue suggested nervously.

"Since when do you listen to Freak?"

"I don't."

"Fine but I'm not done with her yet. You'll get your turn!" She pushed Carrie through the dark u known and shut the door.

Carrie couldn't see a thing. Chris grabbed her around the waist from behind. "Now we're all alone!"

"Ah!" Carrie yelped. She knew not to be afraid, not after what TV Chris told her. Chris turned her around and pressed her up against a wooden pillar. Sunlight shun down from a hole in the higher ceiling.

"I bet you are scared now."

"I like our time together, Chris," Carrie smiled.

Chris made a fist and put it close to the girl's face, "I know. You're a huge lesbo!"

Carrie shrugged, "Maybe but I know you're in love with me."

Chris gave her a dirty look, "You fucking wish!"

"I mean I'm the only one you bully. I know you still think about me after school. You're obsessed with me but that's ok."

Chris was getting angrier, she was so close to pounding Carrie now, "I AM NOT OBSESSED WITH YOU!"

Carrie continued to smile, "Whatever you say, Chris.

Sue was startled by the big door flying open and slamming behind her. Chris pushed Carrie into her. "Here! Your turn!"

"Where are you going?"

"On a walk!" Chris hollered back, hands in pockets.

"It must've been something I said," Carrie hesitated.

Sue sighed, "Get over here." She sat down on a plank of wood supported by two buckets. Carrie sat on Sue's lap. Sue pushed her off, "Not on me!"

"Sorry," Carrie laughed, fixing her hair. She sat close to Sue and waited for her to say something but she seemed to be thinking over something. "What are you going to do to me?"

"I don't know yet," she said softly, looking out in the distance.

"It's ok if you don't. I know you're only doing it because Chris likes doing it."

Sue turned and just stared at her, "You don't know anything, freak."

"That's true. But I know you're not as bad as you think you are. I think you don't like being just a good girl." Sue tried to ignore her but this was hitting pretty close. "And you do have a big secret."

"If I did it would be none of your business."

"Of course. But I already know what it is," Sue rolled her eyes, trying hard not to listen to whatever was coming out of her mouth next. "You're not really a bully. You like girls like REALLY like girls. You spend more time watching girls shower than I do."

Sue's eyes couldn't have been bigger. Carrie was digging deep. "B-b-b..."

"It's ok. No one has to know. I know you're scared your boyfriend might find out and leave you and tell everyone."

"But I...no that's ridiculous," Sue's face was turning red and she was pulling at her hair.

"It's ok, Sue."

Sue left Carrie and wandered off similar to Chris, both questioning their own reality. Carrie decided to go home early and spend time with her TV. She walked about five blocks before Chris found her. Well more like grabbed her and pinned her to the ground.

"You think you're smart or something? You don't fucking know me!" Carrie could see how upset she was, maybe her TV didn't have all the answers.

"You're right but I am trying to learn..."

"Why? You want to fuck me or something, queer?" Chris pulled out her switchblade.

"No I...I...," Carrie couldn't see anyone close by to intervene, she was on her own. She had to think her way out of this. She saw a billboard on the side of a building advertising cameras. "I'm making a movie and I think you and Sue would be good in it.."

Chris stopped and stared at her, staring at her like she was a cat that just learned how to talk, "What?"

"Yeah...it's a short film and well..."

"You mean you want to film Sue and me in the shower and on the toilet or something?"

"No...just after seeing you two...you're the most beautiful girls in our grade and I think you'd be really good in it."

Chris got off of her and helped her up. "What's it even about?"

"Uh...you and Sue are...secret lovers and...you try and make things work so no one finds out."

"Are you fucking serious?" Chris frowned.

Carrie nodded, "You want to be an actress, right? Well, if you're in a movie like that then people would take you seriously and it could open a lot of doors."

This seemed to convince her, it looked like she was thinking it over. She folded her arms, "Is the only reason you're doing this because you eat pussy?"

"Uh..."

"Is it?" Chris raised her voice.

"Er...yup! Big time!"

"Ok. Fine. But you need to convince Sue. I'll see you under the bleachers the same time tomorrow. You got that, freak?"

"Yeah. Got it," Carrie nodded.

Carrie walked home feeling somewhat relieved but now she had to actually write something and find a camera to use. She walked by the neighbor's house that had the TV and low and behold there was an old video camera. One that took the actual VHS tapes. It might still work.

Has Carrie gone over her head? To be continued!