"I am NOT whoring myself out to that smoothie dude!" Heather was trying to persuade Courtney into fliting with the smoothie guy to get us free smoothies.

"Dammit Court I want a goddamn smoothie!" she looked at her nails and huffed. "Ugh, why are you such a prude I mean you have the best looking tits out of all us and you don't even use them!"

Courtney scoffed. "I show my cleavage when I want Justin to buy me something!"

Heather and Bridgette rolled their eyes. "Seriously Court, me and Bridgette do all of the flirting to get free shit now you have to do it, you owe us!"

I stood up. "Fuck it, I'll go!" I saw Courtney mouthing, 'thank you' from the corner of my eye.

Heather smirked at me. "Alright Goth girl, you and those tiny tits do your thing."

Luckily I was wearing the corset that made my boobs look bigger. I pushed my boobs up and together and my corset a little down I walked up to the smoothie stand, leaning on the counter and pushing my chest out. "Hey there." I said seductively.

The guy turned around and almost dropped the empty blender he was holding. "U-u-h, u-u-m, h-hi" he stuttered. His face was all red and his eyes immediately dropped to my boobs. He was a tall, scrawny white boy with dirty blonde hair and zits all over his face and his name tag that said, 'Stewart', was upside down on his uniform.

I twirled my hair around my finger. "Me and my friends are really thirsty but we all forgot our wallets, maybe just this one time you could give us some smoothies on the house?"

He glanced over at the others who all smiled and blew air kisses at him. "I-I cant really give out free…smoothies to y-you."

I gave him a pouty look. "But we're really thirsty." I grabbed a paper and a crumpled up paper on the counter and wrote down a fake number. "If you let it slide this one time, I promise something in return." I winked as I slid him the slip.

He took a deep breath and looked around before quickly taking the slip. "Okay, I'll let it go just this one time but promise you ladies will have your wallets next time."

I let a cute school girl like giggle. "We promise and thank you, Stewart." I winked at him before walking back, swaying my hips back and forth in a sexy way.

I walked back in triumph with the smoothies to the others. "Very impressive, Gwen." Heather complimented before taking a sip of her smoothie. "See even Goth girl can do it. Seriously you have an awesome ass and rack and you don't even use them, what a waste." Courtney just flipped her off in response. "Well kudos to you Gwen, you are now officially part of our crew." Heather smiled and raised her smoothie."

We all raised ours together. "Cheers!"

After we had our smoothies, we went into a makeup store where Heather and Courtney immediately picked up pink lip gloss and lipstick. Bridgette was standing there kind of awkwardly. "You look like you're having a blast."

She let out a small laugh and shrugged. "I'm not really much of a makeup person, the only thing I'll actually wear is mascara and sometimes eyeliner but that's it really." I just nodded, Bridgette didn't really need much, she was just naturally pretty. I wanted to ask her how she got that perfectly golden tan skin tone, she looked like she just came from Malibu. She obviously didn't seem to be the type that would go to a tanning bed or get a spray tan, I was a little bit jealous of her.

"Gwen?" My thoughts were immediately interrupted by Heather. "Is your skin tone naturally like Elmer's glue or do you just lather yourself up with a bunch of white shit to make yourself look like a fucking vampire?"

I frowned at her. "I'm unfortunately like this naturally…" My dad is extremely pale and unfortunately for me I inherited that from him.

Heather put a hand on her heart and gave me a sympathetic look. "Oh honey, we have got to get you darker, you would look so much better." She grabbed my arm and yanked me away. "She grabbed some foundation and started to smear it across my face. "See." She turned me around so I was facing a mirror. "You look way better." I had to disagree, I looked like a fucking Dorito. I wanted to wipe it off my face but Heather looked proud of her work and the last thing I wanted to do was to piss her off again. I still had this sinking gut feeling that she was still going to get revenge on me but she seemed really impressed by me after the smoothie incident so I wasn't really sure if she actually like me or not. "I'm having a party this weekend and you totally have to come!"

"Sure!" I said a little too enthusiastically.

She beamed and clapped her hands together. "Excellent!" her face dropped and looked me up in down with disapproval. "But we need to find you something hot to wear I mean no offense, but I can't have you looking like a hot topic vampire." She twirled her finger around at me. This was going to be a long day.

After going to about 10 stores, we finally landed in this one store that seemed more alternative, it was still a bit too girly for me but I didn't seem to actually mind going in this one. "Gwen!" My thoughts were interrupted by Bridgette walking over to me carrying a black strapless dress. "You would look great in this dress!" I inspected it, it was a little bit too slutty for me but I could definitely role with it and it was way better than anything Heather or Courtney had picked out.

I grabbed the dress and examined it in the mirror, holding it over my body. "Wow Bridgette, I actually really like this one!"

"I don't!" I turned around to see Heather giving me a disapproving look. "Here!" She handed me an ugly purple sequined dress. "You should try this one on, you need to wear something that isn't black."

I sighed and grabbed the dress. "I don't really like seq-" I stopped my sentence when I noticed Heather glaring at me.

She crossed her arms. "No go ahead and finish your sentence, Gwenny." She put on a fake smile. Things were starting to get sketchy now. I was prepared for whatever Heather was going to throw at me and to watch my back 24/7.

I put on a big, cheesy smile back at her. "I was just going to say that I-don't like really big sequins." I looked directly into Heathers eyes and chuckled.

"Well it's a good thing that these are all little sequins." From the look on her face, I don't think she believed me but seemed to go along with it anyways. "Now go try it on so we can know if you should wear it to my party or not."

I had been hoping that it would look so bad on me that Heather would find another dress. It looked horrible but Heather seemed to like it and forced me to buy that ugly piece of shit. Was this part of her plan or something?"

"Gwen!" I heard someone call out my name as I headed towards my locker.

I looked back to see Bridgette running over. I smiled and waved at her, I felt comfortable around Bridgette. She was type that wouldn't hurt a fly so why was she friends with Heather? I can see why Courtney is friends with her, they're both snobby, high class, materialistic bitches but Bridgette was such the opposite of them, down to earth and kind to everyone, well at least when Heather and Courtney aren't around. "Hey Bridgette!"

She hugged me as she greeted me. "Hey girl! Are you excited for Heathers party?"

"Yea I-"

"Ooh, you have to see the dress I got!" she interrupted me. She pulled out her phone and showed me a light blue flowy dress. "I'm not the type to usually wear dresses but I figured I should look cute if college guys are going." She giggled.

My eyes widened. "College guys?" Ugh, high school boys make me nervous as it already is.

"Yea, Heather's boyfriend Diego is like a junior in college so he brings a bunch of his frat boys and a bunch of other people to Heather's ragers." I just nodded my head and smiled not really knowing what to say. I've never been to any kind of party before because I was that weird Goth girl that freaked people out. Truth be told, I've always secretly wanted to go to one. My thoughts were cut off by Bridgette asking me, "So are you going to wear that dress that Heather picked out for you?"

"Oh no, don't tell Heather but I went back to that store to get that black strapless dress, I'm sorry but sequins are ugly as fuck." I laughed.

I immediately stopped as I saw Bridgette's face tense up, her eyes looking behind me. I heard someone clearing their throat behind my shoulder. I froze hoping it wasn't who I thought it was behind me. I slowly turned my head around to see Heather.

Her arms were crossed and had an eyebrow raised. "Ugly as fuck, huh?" Her lips pursed together.

"I-uh-n-no, th-that's not what i-I meant, uh-" Babbling in fear I didn't know what to say but Heather had silenced me by put her slender finger over my mouth.

"No-no, it's totally fine Gwen, you can have you own opinion." She said sweetly, grinning. "If you want to wear that black dress, you can." There was a hint of bitterness in her words. I could feel the insides of my stomach twisting around, I had this gut feeling that she was going to come after me at any minute.

I looked down at my feet trying to avoid eye contact from Bridgette and Heather especially. "Hey guys!" Courtney soon greeted, we all smiled at her in response. Her smile faltered and her eyes narrowed at all of us, her eyebrow rose in suspicion, I think she could tell there was some kind of tension going on here. "Uh, did I miss something?" she carefully asked.

"Nope! We're perfectly fine over here, aren't we, Gwenny?" Heather asked in a high pitched cheery voice, giving me the fakest smile you could probably make.

I returned a fake smile back at her and nodded my head at Courtney. "Peachy."

She looked at us weirdly, probably not buying that bullshit. "Umm, okay…."

"We should probably get to gym before we're late, I don't want to run a lap again." Bridgette chimed in.

As the four girls headed into the locker room, Heather pulled Courtney aside. Heather looked around to make sure no one was around. "Do you remember when I said we were going to get Gwen back for attacking me?"

"Yea, what about it?" Courtney was hoping Heather would say that she would drop it altogether because Gwen was actually kind of a decent person. Courtney knew Heather too well though and had the gut feeling that she was still planning it.

"We're doing it today." Heather told her with an evil smirk on her face.

Courtney bit her lip for a second before giving back a fake evil smirk and high fiving her friend. Truth be told, Courtney was feeling guilty about it on the inside. Sure Gwen was weird but she actually had a lot more in common with The Goth girl than she ever imagined. Last night they were texting for nearly three hours about ancient king and queens that were beheaded or executed and gender equality issues. On the other hand, her reputation was important as well and Heather has been her friend since 3rd grade.

Heather noticed Gwen pulling down her skirt and fishnet stockings and quickly pulled out her phone which soon died in two seconds. "Shit my phone died, Courtney give me your phone." Heather harshly whispered. "Is your flash on?" Courtney only shook her head in response which made Heather smile evilly.

I yawned as I walked out of my history class, that was the most boring video yet, another year learning about the fucking French Revolution, no thanks. Duncan and Geoff must've agreed cause they were yawning as well. "I need another nap." I yawned out.

Duncan chuckled. "You and me both sister."

We soon noticed people around us in the halls all laughing. "Umm…" I heard Geoff call out.

"What's so funny?" I asked, checking my phone for any new text messages.

"You man." Duncan said.

What! I soon looked around to see a billion pictures of me changing in the girl's looker room with my fucking tits on display, that stupid fucking bitch! Mortified, I quickly tore as much as I could down and throwing them in garbage's before running out, ignoring people chanting out, 'tiny tits'. I mentally kept telling myself to not fucking cry about it. As I ran towards the front doors, I saw Heather standing there.

She smiled at me. "I guess you won't be coming to my party then, so sad." She happily said.

"FUCK YOU!" I yelled before running out, I could hear her laughing as I left. I knew I couldn't trust that bitch.

I went to a nearby park and sat under a tree, doodling in my sketch book. The page was wet from the little teardrops that fell from my eyes. "Ditching class?" I heard a male voice from behind.

Startled, I jumped and quickly looked back at that cute musician guy from my homeroom, I think his name was Travis or something. "If your goal was to give me a heart attack, it almost worked."

He laughed and snapped his fingers in defeat before sitting down beside me. "Dammit, my plan's been foiled." We both laughed. "So, what are you drawing?" He asked, trying to peek over.

I quickly closed it before he could get any glimpse. "None of your fucking business."

He put his hands up in defensive. "Shit okay…don't gotta be shady about it."

"Shady?" Pfft, how the hell am I shady?

He smirked at me, man his eyes are super green and pretty…. "Well how do I know you're not plotting some way to take over the world?"

I laughed. "Because that's exactly what I'm doing."

"Well just give me a heads up when you start dropping bombs."

"Will do." We both laughed for a minute before sitting in silence.

He finally broke the silence after five minutes of awkward silence. "I'm sorry about what happened back at school earlier today, Heather can be..."

"A bitch, cunt, Satins spawn? Go ahead, pick your choice" I interrupted, pulling out my flask and downing a shot of whiskey.

He scratched the back of his neck. "Well I was going to say not the easiest person to make friends with but she isn't entirely bad once you get to know her." He looked down at my flask. "May I?"

I handed it to him and brought my knees to my chest. "Probably because you're attractive and popular, not some weird Goth freak."

He smirked. "You think I'm attractive?" I could only blush intensely, too embarrassed to answer that. He was though, I don't normally go for the preppy, popular guys cause they were fucking obnoxious but this guy was actually decent and his eyes, oh his eyes… he chuckled, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Well thank you, that certainly boosted my day a bit and you're not a freak you know. You're a beautiful and magnificent person."

"Magnificent?" I teased. I was trying hard to contain my blush and any sort of girly squeal that would ruin the moment.

He playfully smacked my shoulder. "Shut up, it was the first word that popped into my head."

I laughed. "Loser."

We continued to talk for about another 2 hours, totally forgetting about school but I really didn't give a fuck, I was not in the mood to go back. I learned that his name was Trent, I knew the first two letters were TR. He gave me a lift on his motorcycle and we grabbed a bite to eat somewhere before he dropped me off. I couldn't help but feel giddy afterwards, he made this shit hole of a day somewhat decent. I walked upstairs to my room, wearing the biggest smile on my face.

"Hello." I jumped and went into defensive mode, grabbing my knife. I looked over to see Bridgette across from me, smiling. "Looks like you had a good day." She teased.

I put my knife down on my table and shook my head in disbelief, why the fuck was she in my room? "How the fuck did you get in here?" This better not be another one of Heather schemes.

She shrugged carelessly like this whole situation was normal. "Your mom let me in, she's such a sweet lady!"

I gave her a side glance, not really sure if she was up to something or not. "Umm, thanks….why are you here?"

She let out a deep sigh before sitting down on my bed. "Listen Gwen." She paused for a moment before looking up at me. "I'm really sorry about the whole incident at school earlier and I just wanted to let you know that I had NOTHING to do with it at all, it was all Heather with Courtney's help."

I crossed my arms together and squinted my eyes at her. "Why the hell would I believe you?" Does she think I'm gullible or something?

She just stared at me with those dopey, hazel eyes. Her facial expression was hard to read at the moment, I couldn't tell if she was actually being sincere or not. "I really am sorry and I know Courtney is too and deep, deep down I'm sure Heather is too. I was starting to actually like you as a friend."

"Why are you friends with them?" I finally asked. Bridgette was such the complete opposite of them, she was too kind to be a part of that clique. She was a really good person, she's just in the wrong crowd.

She crossed her arms defensively. "They're good people once you get to know them, I swear!" She got up and walked over towards me and gave me a hug, I stood there awkwardly not sure if I should hug back. "I'm sorry you won't be at the party tonight." She then turned towards the door but looked back at me one last time. "Oh and by the way, your paintings are beautiful. You've got some potential talent kid. I think my favorite one is that one." She pointed to one of the painting I did last year with a girl with butterfly wings, being cut off of strings with scissors.

Later on that night, I thought about everything and decided to crash Heathers party. I put on that black dress and did my makeup before going downstairs and lighting that ugly sequin dress on fire.

I felt confident as I went up to the front doors to show security my invitation. Fuck was this mansion big! I searched to find Heather who was talking to Bridgette and Courtney, along with some guy who had his arm wrapped around her waist who I assumed was that Diego guy Bridgette had mentioned about earlier. I tool in a deep breath before walking up. "Hey guys!"

Bridgette was the only one who seemed happy to see me, shocked but happy. Courtney looked confused as to why I was here while Heather glared at. "Diego, go get me a drink." She said not taking her eyes off me. Once he left, she stepped closer to me, arms crossed. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I just showed her my invitation in response. "Did you not get the memo at school earlier this week, YOU'RE FUCKING UNINVITED NOW GET THE HELL OUT BEFORE I CALL SECURITY!"

I stood up straight with my chin up. "Sure." I then looked over at Bridgette and Courtney. "You guys are free to join me, we had a great time together and I know you guys actually like me and maybe we can be real fri-"

"They don't want to be fucking friends with you!" Heather interrupted. She stepped closer to me, now in my face, eyeing me down. "They never liked you, it was all a fucking joke; you're a fucking joke Goth bitch. If I ever see you trying to talk to these two, I will make sure your life is a living hell, got it?"

I didn't even respond to her, I just looked over at the other two who both seemed unsure with what to do at the moment. "Offers still open guys, I'll see you around." I looked back at Heather one last time and stuck my middle finger up at her before leaving. The appalling look on her face was priceless.

I texted Geoff and Duncan to pick me up. I waited for about 10 minutes or so before I saw a bright pink van pull up, of course Geoff would drive something like this. "GET IN SISTA!"

As we were about to enter out of the entrance way, we kept hearing a voice shouting, "HEY, WAIT FOR ME!" Geoff stopped the car and we saw Bridgette running towards us carrying a bottle of grey goose with her, I couldn't help but smile. "Mind if I tag along?" she asked.

Geoff smiled and opened the door. "The more the merrier!"

We decided to sneak into the swimming that ten minutes out of our town. I opened up the bottle of grey goose and watched the other three jump in and swim. "C'mon Gwen, jump in!" Bridgette called out

I laughed and shook my head. "I'm fine, really."

"Awh c'mon Gwen don't be a party pooper." Duncan teased.

"I am not!" I cried.

"Then hop in then otherwise I'll throw you in." Duncan said with an evil grin.

I rolled my eyes but was smiling and stripped down to my bra and panties, which caused Duncan to whistle at me. I flipped him off before jumping in. The water was refreshing and I definitely could've gone for a swim after dealing with such a shithole week.

Later on we all went back to Geoff's and drank the entire bottle. Geoff passed out within 2 hours followed by Bridgette not too long after. Duncan and I went up to the guest bedroom so we wouldn't wake up Geoff and Bridgette, we layed on the bed laughing and joking a lot.

"Heather might be a complete and total bitch but I wouldn't mind fucking her, she's hot as fuck. Courtney too, what I wouldn't give to sleep with them or even better a three way."

I rolled my eyes, what a fucking man whore. "Don't make me slap you."

"Aww." He teased, pinching my cheek. "You're jealous but I would love to fuck you too, sweetheart."

I slapped his hand away from my face. "You're such a fuckboy, Duncan."

"A sexy fuckboy." I just rolled my eyes and laughed.

I rolled over to face him and I don't know why but when I looked into those pretty teal eyes, I leaned in and started kissing him. I don't know if it was the alcohol or what but I was feeling a bit horny and as much as I hate to admit, Duncan was sexy.

I pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his huge, hard dick. I looked him in the eyes and smirked. "So that's why you have an overly big ego." He laughed in response as I started to go down on him.

Once he came, he went to grab a condom from Geoff's bathroom while I quickly undressed. I helped him with the condom since he was obviously way too drunk and so was I, it took about five minutes because we were both laughing so hard. Once it was on, I got on top and started riding him, my eyes rolling back in pleasure.

That whole night was pretty blurry but it was one of the best nights I've had in a while It nice to know that I had a few trustworthy people on my side and a new fuck buddy.

hey sorry it's been a month, I wasn't sure if anyone was reading it or liking it at first since I only got one review and a few favorites/follows but slowly I started to get more and decided to continue. I hope you're all enjoying it so far. I'll try to have the next chapter updates sooner :)