Chapter 2

Quinn and her boyfriend, Mark, are sitting on the grass, looking at the girls on the line to register into the wrestling contest.

"What a bunch of fools. Only one will get the prize. The rest will just end up exposed and humiliated with no money on their pockets." Quinn looks at her boyfriend.

"You should participate." Says Mark.

"Why would I do that, Mark?"

"Well, you can easily defeat most of the girls, and you can use the money for that big project you are working on. The price it's 4 grand."

"But I would be showing almost naked, in front of the whole school! Don't you care that other guys can see me naked?"

"But you will not be fully naked, you'll beat easily the other girls, and even if you loose, you will be covered in mud, so, nobody will see your body totally nude."

"So, are you serious about me getting into that stupid contest?"

"I'm just saying, you could get the money you need for your project."

"Alright, I'm signing up."

"Good."

Quinn gets mad at Mark, because he doesn't care about other guys seeing her naked body. Claiming his right to be the only man who is allowed to see her nude and enjoy her private parts. Every boy will be jacking off by watching the girls, mud wrestling in that small piece of clothing, and her boyfriend doesn't care if she joins that senseless orgy. She's decided to join now. Not for the money, but to see if her boyfriend can react once he sees her being exposed at the wrestling arena.

She get's up from the grass to join the line for signing up, looks at Mark's indifferent face and she knows she's taking the right decision.

"Hey Quinn, I wasn't expecting to see you here!" Logan looks surprised at Quinn.

"I know, I'm not the type of girl who does contact sports, just give me the form to fill it out."

"But I mean, you have to wear little clothes, like a thong, for the contest, you know?"

"Yeah, I know all about your contest, already read the full details on the web site. I know what I have to wear. Don't worry. Just let me fill the form."

"I'm talking more about your boyfriend. Will he let you wear a thong in front of everyone? All the boys, including me, will be watching your almost naked body, struggling to defeat your opponent. Is he okay with that?"

"Oh, believe me; he is perfectly ok with that."

"Is there anything wrong between you and Mark, Quinn? You can tell me."

Logan has always seen Quinn as a nerdy robot, but now, just thinking of her joining the competition, kind of turns him on. Finally getting to see that body in skimpy clothes. Doesn't matter if she is good looking or not. She is turning from that intellectual girl he always knew into just another piece of meat. This turns him even more than imagining that feminist bitch of Zoey crawling on the mud like a pig. Now he definitely wants to know more about what's going on Quinn's mind.

"Everything it's so fine between Mark and me. Don't worry."

"But I care, please tell me what is happening."

"You are the last person I want to have this conversation with. Just tell Michael to give me the purple outfit and I will go away."

"Alright, but who are you going to talk about this with? Zoey and her friends, who had just signed up for this same contest? What are you going to discuss with them? Wrestling techniques for defeating your opponents? The expensive clothes they are buying with the money after they win?"

"No... Not that!"

"Do you think they care about what is happening between you and Mark, now that they are just daydreaming about how will they spend their money on expensive stuff? Right now, I am the closest thing you have to a friend. Just try."

Quinn looks at Logan's eyes. He is right. But can he be sincere? Does he really care about her? Or is it just another male trick to get girls? Is that caveman inside Logan really considering her as a friend, after all the neat stuff he has said about her? It doesn't matter. As he said, he is the closest thing to a friend she has at this moment.

"Well, I don't know where to start. Everything it's so normal and predictable. And that is what I love about Mark. But, about this contest... He... He seems like... You know? I got so angry when I saw Lola giving him a big and long french kiss, for like almost a minute. And also, when Nicole kissed him on halloween. I wanted to kill her so bad that I ran around all PCA until she was out of my sight. But now, about this contest... He just..." Quinn's eyes start getting wet. "I... I just can't continue with this. Just give me my outfit. Don't worry. I will participate on the contest and do my best." Quinn leaves the form at the table and takes the outfit from Michael's hands.

"But Quinn, where are you going?" Logan gets worried about her.

"I'm going to post it anonymously on my blog, trying to get comfort from strangers!"

"But if you post it on your blog, isn't everyone going to know it is you?"

"This is serious, please, just stop it. Stop messing with my head!" Quinn runs away, trying to hide her crying.

[Continues...]

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