Chapter 14 - "No one cares, my friends" - Gwen's Story
April 25th, 2000 - San Fernando Valley, California
I sat down in my first period Spanish class and opened my 'Teen Dream' magazine. A guided tour of Nick Carter's house, Boys Next Door poster, Leonardo DiCaprio's sperm sample was up for grabs.... As exciting as the May issue of 'Teen Dream' was, it wasn't foremost in my mind. My cool new pink leather pants weren't either. Tweedle-Tay Manson was. When I had seen him last night he had been so good looking and so sweet, but then again, what else was new? I couldn't believe that I had been friends with him, as TJ, for such a long time and not recognised him. I couldn't believe that I had *kissed* him and preceded to eat. All of his saliva would be gone by now. Stupid food.
But that wasn't what mattered. All that mattered was that Tweedle- Tay Manson had had the hots for *me*, Gwen Mendelson. I really *was* a babe! He had thought I was so gorgeous and sexy.... well, Tweedle-Tay could point his erection in *my* direction any time he wanted.
The bell rang and the rest of my Spanish class began to file into the room. To my surprise, someone came to sit next to me. That someone was, Cordelia Fowler! "Hey Gwen!" she said sweetly.
"Hey Cordelia!" I replied, flicking my hair. Rod Rilkens and Victoria Alcott came to sit near me as well.
"We saw you on TV last night," Victoria said.
"I loved your outfit. Pink and aqua are a great combination," Cordelia continued.
"And boob tubes are going back into style!" Victoria added.
"Thanks," I said, smiling.
The rest of the class began to crowd around me as well. I didn't just feel like a princess, I felt like a *star*! "What was it like, being there?" Cordelia asked. "Could you feel their pain?"
Pain? It had all been pleasure for me. I nodded. "It was so sad. I felt so sorry for them."
Rod nodded. "Me too. Michaela and I were so close. Now I understand why she was such a frigid bitch."
Cordelia nodded sympathetically. "Yeah, she was my best friend. I don't know why she never told us about what happened...."
"I guess she didn't trust us enough...." Victoria said sadly.
"And Tweedle-Tay and I had such a deep relationship," I said, bringing the conversation back to a more interesting topic, myself. "We kissed and everything. But he still couldn't tell me....."
Victoria nodded. "Kristy danced with him once at the Halloween dance and he didn't even tell *her*. I don't think they wanted to tell anyone."
Rod sighed. "I called up KISS FM last night and told them about how I used to go out with Michaela. I got the new Pearl Jam CD, they felt so sorry for me."
"Such a shame," a girl I couldn't quite remember said. "Did you hear about how their parents have been arrested and taken to jail?"
Cordelia nodded. "They're being questioned and apparently they'll be taken to trial in a couple of weeks."
"Imagine how stressful that will be on poor Tweedle-Tay and Michaela," Victoria said sadly, shaking her head.
"If only they'd told us...." I agreed.
"Oh well," Cordelia said brightly. "We may as well look on the bright side. They might ask us to testify." Cordelia paused for dramatic effect. "We could all be on TV!"
April 25th, 2000 - San Fernando Valley, California
I sat down in my first period Spanish class and opened my 'Teen Dream' magazine. A guided tour of Nick Carter's house, Boys Next Door poster, Leonardo DiCaprio's sperm sample was up for grabs.... As exciting as the May issue of 'Teen Dream' was, it wasn't foremost in my mind. My cool new pink leather pants weren't either. Tweedle-Tay Manson was. When I had seen him last night he had been so good looking and so sweet, but then again, what else was new? I couldn't believe that I had been friends with him, as TJ, for such a long time and not recognised him. I couldn't believe that I had *kissed* him and preceded to eat. All of his saliva would be gone by now. Stupid food.
But that wasn't what mattered. All that mattered was that Tweedle- Tay Manson had had the hots for *me*, Gwen Mendelson. I really *was* a babe! He had thought I was so gorgeous and sexy.... well, Tweedle-Tay could point his erection in *my* direction any time he wanted.
The bell rang and the rest of my Spanish class began to file into the room. To my surprise, someone came to sit next to me. That someone was, Cordelia Fowler! "Hey Gwen!" she said sweetly.
"Hey Cordelia!" I replied, flicking my hair. Rod Rilkens and Victoria Alcott came to sit near me as well.
"We saw you on TV last night," Victoria said.
"I loved your outfit. Pink and aqua are a great combination," Cordelia continued.
"And boob tubes are going back into style!" Victoria added.
"Thanks," I said, smiling.
The rest of the class began to crowd around me as well. I didn't just feel like a princess, I felt like a *star*! "What was it like, being there?" Cordelia asked. "Could you feel their pain?"
Pain? It had all been pleasure for me. I nodded. "It was so sad. I felt so sorry for them."
Rod nodded. "Me too. Michaela and I were so close. Now I understand why she was such a frigid bitch."
Cordelia nodded sympathetically. "Yeah, she was my best friend. I don't know why she never told us about what happened...."
"I guess she didn't trust us enough...." Victoria said sadly.
"And Tweedle-Tay and I had such a deep relationship," I said, bringing the conversation back to a more interesting topic, myself. "We kissed and everything. But he still couldn't tell me....."
Victoria nodded. "Kristy danced with him once at the Halloween dance and he didn't even tell *her*. I don't think they wanted to tell anyone."
Rod sighed. "I called up KISS FM last night and told them about how I used to go out with Michaela. I got the new Pearl Jam CD, they felt so sorry for me."
"Such a shame," a girl I couldn't quite remember said. "Did you hear about how their parents have been arrested and taken to jail?"
Cordelia nodded. "They're being questioned and apparently they'll be taken to trial in a couple of weeks."
"Imagine how stressful that will be on poor Tweedle-Tay and Michaela," Victoria said sadly, shaking her head.
"If only they'd told us...." I agreed.
"Oh well," Cordelia said brightly. "We may as well look on the bright side. They might ask us to testify." Cordelia paused for dramatic effect. "We could all be on TV!"
