"I don't even have a psychiatrist." she muttered.
"Have you ever done it with a normal person?" she insisted.
"Now, didn't we already cover this?"
"You never answered the question." pointed out John.
"Look, I'm not gonna discuss my private life with total strangers." Queen Bitch argued.
"Guys, drop it." I defended her. I still think it's wrong to force her to confess something she don't want to, especially about her virginity.
"It's kind of a double-edged sword, isn't it?" said Allison.
"A what?" Claire questioned, clueless.
Well, if you say you haven't... you're a prude. If you say you have... you're a slut! It's a trap. You want to, but you can't, but when you do, you wish you didn't, right? Jazmine is a proof of that, ever since she said she did it with Harry at the end of freshman year, she was considered the biggest slut of Shermer High School, even more after we learned everything they did." Allison explained.
"Wrong..." Claire said.
"It took me more than Harry to be considered a slut... Or at least I thought so..." I said, looking down at my lap.
"Or, Claire, are you a tease?" Allison went on.
"She's a tease..." Andrew replied for her.
"Why don't you just forget it, guys? Seriously, who cares?" I spat.
"Sweets, we just want one small information, after we have our answer we'll drop it." Bender told me.
"You're a tease and you know it, all girls are teases." intervened the jock.
"She's only a tease if what she does gets you hot... The only tease in here is Jazmine... but, not really, since she's acting on it after..." John said.
"I don't do anything!" objected Claire.
"That's why you're a tease..." retorted the basket-case.
"Okay, everybody is just ignoring the fact that John just said I was a slut." I muttered.
"That's because it's not new information, Jazz." said Andrew.
"Okay, let me ask you two some questions." Queen Bitch said.
"I've already told you everything!" Allison exclaimed defensively.
"No! Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love? I mean, don't you want any respect?" Claire questioned us.
At this question, keeping my tears inside became so much harder, especially with the amount of alcohol and pot I took.
"I don't screw to get respect... That's the difference between you and me..." the basket-case answered while I just kept my mouth shut.
"Not the only difference, I hope." little miss popular scoffed.
"Face it, you're a tease." chimed in the criminal.
"I'm not a tease!"
Oh, fuck respect and all that crap I talked about. "Sure you are, you said it yourself sex is a weapon, you use it to get respect!"
"You think you're so much better?! I've said it once and I'm not afraid to say it again, you're just a big fat slut, Jazmine! You think everybody wants you, but they just pity you! They have sex with you because you're easy, not because they want you!" Claire exploded. "Besides, I never said that, she twisted my words around!" she added.
Everybody was looking at me, waiting for my response that I knew I couldn't get out. Maybe I seem like I don't care, but every comment like these ones hurt me so much.
Bender was examining me and when he saw I wasn't able to respond, at least I think that's why, he spoke up. "Oh, then what do you use it for?"
"I don't use it, period!" she defended herself at the verge of tears. At least I'm not the only one.
"Oh, are you medically frigid or is it psychological?" John retorted.
"I didn't mean it that way! You guys are putting words into my mouth!" Queen Bitch said.
"I'm sure Brian over there would like to put something else in your mouth..." I muttered.
The criminal bursted out of laughter before returning to serious and everybody started to put pression on Claire so she would answer the stupid question.
She finally cracked and screamed "NO! I never did it!"
After a small silence, Allison spoke up. "I never did it either, I'm not a nymphomaniac... I'm a compulsive liar..."
"I never did it with Carl, it was just to join the convo, but I was ignored, so anyways." I butted in.
"You are such bitches! You did that on purpose just to fuck me over!" Claire exclaimed.
"I would actually do other things to get to fuck you, babe." I said, trying to get back to myself.
"And I would do it, if you love someone it's okay..." Allison explained.
"Or just if you need it, because it's natural..." I added.
"I can't believe you, you're so weird. You don't say anything all day and then when you open your mouth... you unload all these tremendous lies all over me!" she said to Allison. "And you, you defended me and then you help them out! Like what the hell!" she added, turning to me.
"I defended you, but then you just started to insult me! So, yeah, I helped them, I don't really enjoy being treated like that and I'm sure nobody else does!" I retorted.
"You're just pissed off because Allison got you to admit something you didn't want to admit to..." Andrew started defending the basket-case.
"Okay, fine, but that doesn't make it any less bizarre..." Claire said.
"What's bizarre? I mean, we're all pretty bizarre! Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all." Sporto explained.
"How are you bizarre?" Queen Bitch asked him.
"He can't think for himself." Allison replied for the jock.
"She's right... do you guys know what, uh, what I did to get in here? I taped Larry Lester's buns together." Andy revealed.
Claire was laughing, like what the fuck, that's not funny, stop laughing you bitch. Anyways, before I could say anything, Brian spoke up.
"That was you?"
"Yeah, you know him?"
"Yeah, I know him..."
"Well then you know how hairy he is, right? Well, when they pulled the tape off, most of his hair came off and some, some skin too..."
"Oh my god..." murmured Claire...yeah, that's not so funny anymore, huh?
"And the bizarre thing is, is that I did it for my old man...I tortured this poor kid, because I wanted him to think that I was 's always going off about, you know, when he was in school...all the wild things he used to do. And I got the feeling that he was disappointed that I never cut loose on anyone, right...So, I'm...I'm sitting in the locker room, and I'm taping up my knee. And Larry's undressing a couple lockers down from me. Yeah...he's kinda...he's kinda skinny, weak. And I started thinking about my father, and his attitude about weakness. And the next thing I knew, I uh, I jumped on top of him and started wailing on him...And my friends, they just laughed and cheered me on. And afterwards, when I was sitting in Vernon's office, all I could think about was Larry's father. And Larry havin' to go home and...and explain what happened to him. And the humiliation...fucking humiliation he mustuv felt. It mustuv been unreal...I mean..." he interrupted himself when he started crying before starting again. "I mean, how do you apologize for something like that? There's no way...it's all because of me and my old man. Oh God, I fucking hate him! He's like this...he's like this mindless machine that I can't even relate to anymore...'Andrew, you've got to be number one! I won't tolerate any losers in this family...Your intensity is for shit! Win. Win! WIN!' You son of a bitch! You know, sometimes, I wish my knee would give...and I wouldn't be able to wrestle anymore. And he could forget all about me..."
"I think your old man and my old man should get together and go bowling." commented Bender.
"Join mine in the equation and you have a party." I said quietly.
Andrew laughed while John turned to me with a questioning look, but before he could say anything, Brian did. "It's like me, you know, with my grades... like, when I, when I step outside myself kinda, and when I, when I look in at myself you know? And I see me and I don't like what I see, I really don't."
Wow, it looks like we're a bunch of insecure teenagers in this room...
Again, didn't know where to cut it... so yeah xD sorry for being my awkward self :')
