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Chapter 14 - Busted
Lola's POV
Tad whined nonstop as we walked back to school .
"Honestly darling , that greaseball is vicious!Why on Earth do you hang about with those paupers? " I nearly slapped the man to shut him up - he repeated himself more than a broken record on the way back .The beating wasn't even that bad , nowhere near as bad as it could have been - he was lucky Johnny didn't bring the boys .However , telling men to pull themselves together and grow some balls does not make them like you enough to give you something other than - you get that from being nice. And I'm nice to everyone - even web toed (although he always stresses it only on one foot) , cousin kissing preps .
Fortunately , once we had to go our seperate ways , he shut up long enough for a very quick kiss .And why not? For now ,at least I was a free agent , although that wouldn't last long - Johnny had always been prone to persuasion , especially from me . I strolled back to the dorms , asking myself who it was who saw me with Tad in the alleyway .I was positive I recognised him ,although I wasn't sure where from .
Wait , was it a him? It was a very scrawny boy, assuming it was a I'm sure I saw long hair .Maybe that townie girl - she hangs around there. I considered , pulling my long , dull pjamas on .Maybe Tad would buy me some aquaberry ones I conteplated as I lay in bed , not even bothering to wipe my make up off before closing my eyes.
Mandy's POV
"Well ,my ugly friend - where were you ?" . The nerd kept her eyes away from me , preffering to flop onto her bed in pretend exhaustion ,curling up into a fetal position . Honestly ,didn't she know me better than that ?
Once a few pillows hit her ,she sat back up with a satisfyingly annoyed face . Why won't she tell me? She's usually so pathetically gullible . Then it clicked that wherever she'd been , her nerd uniform wasn't good enough for it .
"You were with a boy , weren't you? Who was it ? Algie? Tell me his name ,spotty ,or I'll have to tell Mrs Peabody." I threatened . Perfect - Beatrice would curl up and die if the dried up prune gave her the "holding hands with a boy makes you get pregnant , die and burn in hell for all eternity " talk she gives us whenever boys are concerned.
Remarkably , Beatrice didn't bat an eyelash .What? That threat always works with Pinky!
"I highly doubt that she would care about that if I were to let her know about your 'stomach problems' . Or perhaps she'd be more intrigued should she discover what you've been up to with Ted? Did you know you talk in your sleep?"
No I don't ! Do I ? Sweet Jesus , please say I don't , or else she might know about - Oh God , I hope she doesn't know about that!
"You wouldn't , Beatrice!" I whispered .
"Are you sure about that or would you like a second opinion? I could ask Christy what she thinks if you like ..."
No - anything but that !
"Goodnight , Beatrice." I muttered in defeat , tempted to tape my mouth before clambering back to bed . She smiled triumphantly "Goodnight Mandy." she smiled as the lights flickered off .