Okay, while I'd like to see more reviewers, I'm still gonna keep the story going. Bass' tutoring with Jeremy starts, Homecoming is approaching, and the girls go dress shopping. And Mandy learns more about her boyfriend's history with girls.
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We're In Heaven- Chapter Three: We Are Who We Are
"Do you remember what the percent yield formula is, Bass?" Jeremy asked, his eyes boring into the older teen's head. It wasn't like Bass was paying any of the least attention, but he was honest to God trying.
"Uhh—E equals MC2?" The future Marine answered. He was watching his girlfriend, who currently sat in the next seat over, doing her Anatomy homework. Study Hall was in session, and Jeremy thought that this would be the perfect time to start going over Chemistry. They had a test coming up next week, and the glasses clad blonde figured that his best friend was nowhere near ready.
Jeremy sighed before he began again. "No. We're not talking about Einstein here, Monroe. Do you even care that we have a test coming up, which could flunk you for good in this quarter?"
Bass hummed a little in response. He was staring down his girlfriend's camisole, which she didn't even seem to notice. Jeremy worried about him sometimes…
He might have cared that it was Homecoming soon; not only would he be missing out on playing in the game, but he would also miss the dance. His and Mandy's first dance as a couple, and he would be prohibited from going unless he brought his grade up in the next few weeks. And seeing how he was basically failing, that could really hurt him in the end. But, hey, at least Prom was during the last semester…
Mandy glanced up from her binder and spared her boyfriend a smile. So she had been paying attention the whole time, Jeremy noted mutely. "Honey, he does have a point. Homecoming is really important. There's the parade, the game, and the dance. You don't want me going with someone else, do you?"
Bass picked his head up and held his mouth open, despite the pause he had to take to get his response straight. "You wouldn't go with someone else, though, would you? You're my girl."
"Oh, it won't be anything serious. They'll just pick me up, get me punch, and see me in the kickass dress I'm planning on buying for the occasion…" Mandy was completely teasing, but it was kinda fun having a go at her boyfriend like this. If it scared him into buckling down and studying, then what was the harm?
Sebastian growled deep in his throat and glared down at his textbook. As he glanced back over at his girlfriend, he told her, "you are one evil, evil woman."
"And yet you still put up with me," the brunette grinned proudly and blew him a kiss.
Bass caught the kiss instinctively and took her hand with his opposite. "Yeah, I guess I could take this a little more seriously, huh?"
"Just a little," Mandy squeezed his hand tightly. "Now let me get back to work, hmm? I have a test in A&P today."
The future Marine let go of his girlfriend's hand and watched as she went back to her binder and text. "So," Bass looked back to his nerdy best friend, "about this percent yield thingy…"
At that point, Jeremy couldn't decide who was more royally fucked, Bass, or himself.
o—o—o
While she would much rather be with Bass at the moment, Mandy was stuck dress shopping with Nora and Rachel. (Just the fact that Rachel was here made it difficult. The two never did see eye to eye. Nora tried to be the peacemaker, but it didn't do much good.)
"Dunno. Kinda like this one," the Hispanic teen announced, picking up a strapless knee-length dress. It was a shade softer than navy blue, which happened to be Miles' favorite color. "What do you think, Mandy?"
"Mmm," the brunette folded her arms across her chest and raked her eyes over the dress. "It's definitely worth a try on. Depends, though, is this going to be a night where you just want Miles to take you home and rip off your dress after the dance?"
Nora quirked an eyebrow. "He better not rip this damn thing. It's nearly sixty dollars!"
"Then don't expose too much of the skin. Of course, then that takes away all of the fun of teasing the boys in the first place…" Mandy considered aloud, making the pregnant teen scoff.
"I'll be lucky to find a dress that fits me right, and you two are contemplating which dresses are worth teasing your boyfriends over?" Rachel shook her head from the rack of clothes she stood before. "Skinny bitches," she murmured under her breath.
"Sounds like someone forgot their counseling session with Strausser," the brunette teased, her eyes stuck on a red floor-length gown. It only had one strap and slit about halfway up the thigh. Oh, this was tantalizing enough to bully her boyfriend into studying for Chemistry. Maybe she could even give him a preview.
The pregnant teen stalked over to Mandy and glowered at her. She could slap her right about now, but then Rachel remembered that the brunette was only sixteen and she had already turned eighteen. "Mandy, you think you've got it good right now. You've got Sebastian Monroe's head up your ass, and everyone knows it. But, just you wait. He'll turn on you, just like he turned on the rest of his girlfriends."
"Oh, and I suppose you're talking from experience?" Mandy countered, an amused smile in place. "I'm sorry that you wanted Bass and Miles and Ben all to yourself, but now you've got to step up to the plate and be a mother. I'm sorry that they've moved on and want no part of you, other than the baby girl you're carrying."
Well, there went the peace offering Nora had going for a while. The Hispanic just stood back and pretended not to pay the least bit of attention to the catfight going on before her.
Rachel narrowed her eyes back at Mandy. "Okay, precious. Make an enemy out of me today, but don't come crying to me when you find out that I was right all along," she then turned her attention to Nora, "let's continue dress shopping another day. Preferably when this bitch isn't around."
Nora sighed as her future-sister-in-law stalked away. "You know, Mandy, you kinda egged her on."
"I'm sorry, I just… I get tired of everyone badmouthing my boyfriend, you know? I think he's a great guy. I know that we haven't been dating for very long at all, but I feel like it's been years," Mandy began, throwing her dress over her shoulder.
"It's the lust talking. All you want is passion; the feelings are real, sure; however, all of that will lessen in time. Take me and Miles for instance," Nora shrugged, doing the same with her dress as her friend had before. "We've been dating for years. At first, all we wanted to do was have sex. My dad hated it, but it got so bad that I had to get put on birth control when I was fifteen. After a while, though, we were fine to just watch a movie or something and just cuddle up. Bass just isn't used to all of that," Nora made a face as she considered this. "Probably because he dumped the girl within the first few weeks that they start dating. But you're the first girl he's been with that has lasted for this long, and that's a good sign that he really does want more from you."
Mandy flushed. It had been about three months. Could this mean that she finally broke his curse with women? "I mean, we're not always about sex. Most of the time, we can keep ourselves together in public. Bass has taken me out to dinner, taken me to meet his parents and sisters, to the movies. We just—"
"Mandy, it's okay," the Latina began, placing a reassuring hand on her friend's arm. "All of us are like that at first. It's a wonder how some teens remain celibate, and yet have relationships. The point is… you've passed the test. Bass is really starting to grow fond of you. Even Miles is surprised."
The brunette spared her friend a smile. "Just because we had this nice little chit-chat, doesn't mean that I'm apologizing. Rachel got everything that she deserved, even if she is pregnant and hormonal." She was just happy that she and Bass were using twice the protection now. Mandy immediately went on the pill after they were sure that their pregnancy scare was just a scare. The brunette didn't think that she would be able to handle her hormones and Rachel's hormones at the same time.
Nora laughed, mostly to herself. "I have to stick up for her. If Rachel is upset, Ben is upset. And if Ben is upset, Miles is a tick up my ass about it."
Mandy too began laughing at her own expense. "Well, I dunno about you, but I'm anxious to see how sexy I look in this dress. Plus I'm hungry. Let's hurry up here and grab a bite to eat."
The girls headed for the changing booths in the back of the store without another word. Even Nora had to admit that it was nice without having Rachel there to bitch and moan about everything that she didn't like.
o—o—o
Mandy grabbed her purse, just about ready to unlatch the hinge on the bathroom stall she had herself locked up at. But when she heard that she was the subject of topic, she decided to stay inside and do a little listening in.
"You've heard who Sebastian Monroe is taking to Homecoming, right?" Emma Spencer piped up as she dabbed a little more rouge on her naturally pale face. She was originally from Georgia, but moved up to Philadelphia when her parents split early on in her high school career. Oddly enough, she and Miles dated for a minute. That was until Bass decided to sleep with her.
"Yeah, that new girl, Mandy, right?" answered her best friend Susan Price. She also had the pleasure of sleeping with Bass. She and Emma had bonded after he dumped both of them within the first few days that they had started sleeping together.
"No, no, she's not new," Emma blinked her impossibly blue eyes as she inspected her face for any imperfections. "She's just weird. Like, no one heard of her until she and Bass started screwing."
Mandy balled her fist up and kept herself from barging out to give those girls a piece of her mind. They had something to say about her, then they shouldn't do it in a girls' restroom where anyone could hear them. She was really angry, and what they said next just worsened the whole ordeal.
"You know what I heard? According to all of his boys, he's just dating her because she's that perfect virgin that he needs to look good, you know, now that he's looking into going into the Marine's," Susan took her compact back from Emma and gave her a tube of lipgloss in exchange.
The brunette's eyes widened at that. She had her hands firmly clutching at the hinge, despite the fact that they were now trembling uncontrollably. They had to be lying. Besides, who are his boys? She knew all of them, didn't she?
"I knew that something was up the moment that I saw him walking around with her. They had sex in Mrs. Neville's old classroom, and Bass is only putting up with her because he's fucked just about every other girl in this school," Susan explained, checking her own self out in the next mirror over.
"He can come back to me any time he wants. Mmm. No strings attached, him and Miles both," Emma purred as she pursed her lips back together to blend the lipgloss in.
"You won't get Miles back, that much is for sure. He hasn't cheated on Nora once. He had that thing with Rachel, and then you two dated, but… then that thing with Bass happened and well… sorry, Em, you kinda lost Miles," Susan told her best friend, patting her back as the redhead pouted at her reflection in the mirror.
"Hey," Emma glanced back over at her friend, "you can't deny that Bass isn't amazing in bed. Don't you remember?"
"Uh, how can I forget? Those backseats in that car of his will never be the same again…" Susan sighed contentedly in remembrance.
"I'll give Bass another week or so. Hell, maybe we can have some fun with him in the meantime. The virgin can't beat the experienced, no matter how many times she let him stick his dick up in her," Emma chuckled and smoothed down her hiked up pencil skirt. "So," she added, turning to her best friend, "how do I look?"
"Like a slut," Susan teased, shouldering her purse just before the morning bell rang. It was time for first period.
"Oh goody," the redheaded chirped, grabbing her purse as well. "C'mon, bitch of mine; we'll be late for class."
When Mandy heard the bathroom door shut behind them, she stormed out of the stall and lunged for one of the porcelain sinks to support her weight on. She felt like she was going to be sick. Did she even know who her boyfriend was anymore? Had he really told all of their secrets like that?
The brunette looked up at her reflection; her eyes were full of tears, and her cheeks were pink from holding it all in. She quickly washed her hands and splashed some water in her face to relax a little before leaving the restroom. Mandy knew exactly where her boyfriend would be this block, and he wasn't getting out of this. Not even.
A storm is a coming, you guys! Be ready, 'cause I've got plenty more drama to dish out. Reviews are loved!
