Something Bitchy This Way Comes
1 I woke up in a chipper mood and took a shower and dressed quickly. I walked into the kitchen to see that Vincent had beaten me downstairs and was already eating his breakfast. I sat down and ate breakfast. After I finished I put my bowl in the sink, as did Vincent. We had already decided to take my car because parking was tight. When we got to school I showed him around the building. We were walking down the hall when Rebecca Crawford, the bitch from hell, walked around the corner and the second she saw me a self confident grin spread across her face.
"Em, its soooo good to see you today, I wasn't sure you'd be here due to your little run in with the cops… again. It was really smart not to come yesterday. The last thing anyone wants is to see you puke all over the place."
"Becca, didn't think I'd see you around due to the extreme embarrassment with what's his name, there have been so many, oh yeah, wasn't his name Beau Hudson? Something about a bicycle pump…" I said, a small smile spreading across my face.
"Who told you about that?" Rebecca said in a weird mixture between a scream and a whisper.
"Beau told a few friends about what a freak in the sack you are, and they told some of their friends, and voila!" I said with a smirk. "But hey, its not all lost, at least you're one step closer to your goal of sleeping with every single guy on the football team, no matter the cost, be it some of the weirdest kink I have ever heard about."
Rebecca just stood there, obviously defeated. In an attempt to save some face she said in a cruel voice, "At least my mother hasn't all but disowned me." That said she spun on her heals and walked away.
"Wow," Vincent said. "I thought the catfights at my old school were bad." He turned and looked at me and he must have seen the hurt expression on my face that I was trying desperately to hide. "She just said that to hurt you. It doesn't mean anything."
"She was right." I said in a small voice. Just then the one-minute bell rung. "I have to go to class. Your first class is just around that corner second door on the right side," I said refusing to look him in the eye. I quickly walked to my class.
1 I woke up in a chipper mood and took a shower and dressed quickly. I walked into the kitchen to see that Vincent had beaten me downstairs and was already eating his breakfast. I sat down and ate breakfast. After I finished I put my bowl in the sink, as did Vincent. We had already decided to take my car because parking was tight. When we got to school I showed him around the building. We were walking down the hall when Rebecca Crawford, the bitch from hell, walked around the corner and the second she saw me a self confident grin spread across her face.
"Em, its soooo good to see you today, I wasn't sure you'd be here due to your little run in with the cops… again. It was really smart not to come yesterday. The last thing anyone wants is to see you puke all over the place."
"Becca, didn't think I'd see you around due to the extreme embarrassment with what's his name, there have been so many, oh yeah, wasn't his name Beau Hudson? Something about a bicycle pump…" I said, a small smile spreading across my face.
"Who told you about that?" Rebecca said in a weird mixture between a scream and a whisper.
"Beau told a few friends about what a freak in the sack you are, and they told some of their friends, and voila!" I said with a smirk. "But hey, its not all lost, at least you're one step closer to your goal of sleeping with every single guy on the football team, no matter the cost, be it some of the weirdest kink I have ever heard about."
Rebecca just stood there, obviously defeated. In an attempt to save some face she said in a cruel voice, "At least my mother hasn't all but disowned me." That said she spun on her heals and walked away.
"Wow," Vincent said. "I thought the catfights at my old school were bad." He turned and looked at me and he must have seen the hurt expression on my face that I was trying desperately to hide. "She just said that to hurt you. It doesn't mean anything."
"She was right." I said in a small voice. Just then the one-minute bell rung. "I have to go to class. Your first class is just around that corner second door on the right side," I said refusing to look him in the eye. I quickly walked to my class.