A/N: It's hard to be a writer, especially when you have a time limit. I'm very, very, sorry because my chapter is tardy, but I haven't had the chance to sign on in ages. Forgive me?

Anyway, the war of the bitches is just about to get very, very ugly. So be warned!

Brigitte POV:

Lauren, Lauren, Lauren. What a silly little girl she was. Thinking that she could kiss Craig, my Craig, right in front of me. A dare, ha! As if that changed the situation. She was such a slut. She had bragged to everyone about the time she'd gotten to third base in 8th grade. And she was pulling that "innocent" act to trick her conservative father. I remembered the day when my mother had taken me over to their house when we first moved in....

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"Now, darling. Be polite. We're meeting new people in this town today. The Mallory family members are very sweet. And they have a daughter your age! Isn't that exciting?" My mother asked me before ringing the bell. She straightened her hair and knocked on the door. Mr. Mallory opened. He was wearing a strange suit. He almost looked like a priest. When I got a glimpse of Lauren in the background, I gasped. I had seen her in school. She had been talking about how she made out with a guy in the parking lot a week ago. All the other third graders marveled. But I didn't like her just one bit.

"Good morning, there, Ms. Helmut. Come inside." He invited us in, holding the door wide open.

" Call me Celine. It's very nice of you to agree to meet with me, Mr. Mallory." My mom blushed. He smiled, as if he thought he was a womanizer or something. Please.

"Oh, you can call me Ted." He winked at her suggestively. They walked towards the salon, but didn't turn there. They walked up the stairs, into what seemed like a bedroom.

"Honey, my mother told me, go play with Lauren." I saw her sit on the bed and undo her buttons before the door slammed shut. I sulked off into Lauren's room. She was playing with her Barbies. Making Ken kiss Barbie passionately.

"Ugh, parents." She snorted when I walked in. I was confused.

"What?" I asked. I was more innocent than Lauren, and had no clue what our parents were doing.

"Come on, you don't know what they're up to?" She asked me disbelievingly. I shook my head curiously. She rolled her eyes.

"How can I explain this? Maybe I can show you." She said, undressing Ken and Barbie and making them roll around on the floor. My eyes widened in shock.

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Lauren's father was conservative, my ass. But she didn't seem to recall that September afternoon. It was one of the reasons I hated her. She ruined the perfect illusion I had of my mother. And now she was kissing Craig. Who the hell did she think she was?

But Lauren's father had no idea of his daughters' actions. Damn, if only he knew.....

Jessica spun the bottle once more. It stopped at me. How sublime.

"I'm daring Lauren to tell us all the dirty details of what she was doing at Mike's rave." I asked her. Lauren smiled smugly. She loved showing off, and selling herself. She got up.

"Well, she started, you know Quil, that amazingly hot senior from La Push...." I heard Bella snort. Lauren looked at her menacinly.

"What?" She asked. Bella burst out laughing.

"Quil is sixteen!" She yelled, before breaking into hysterics. Lauren blushed.

"But.... no, it can't be... It just can't! He told me he was a senior!" She screamed angrily. This was turning out better than I had thought. But she quickly gathered her composure.

"Fine. What I did with Quil is none of your business, then. But you can't tell me that Seth is sixteen!" She said dreamingly. Bella burst out laughing once more.

"What? He's sixteen?" Lauren yelled angrily. Bella shook her head.

"No. He's fifteen!" She cried. The whole gym was shaking with laughter. I turned off my phone. Lauren's father wasn't that necessary, after all.

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