The Seductress

Day 151

~A/N Beware for there is a lot foul language. Okay Enjoy~

I am Jessica Maywether or as people know me Jesse the school slut.

Yes I sleep around. Am I ashamed of it? Not really. Am I going to deny it? No reason to.

Guys think I am hot. I think they are hot. So we f*ck.

I am not a girl for relationships nor for romance. I am the typical bachelor in female form. I believe that is called a bachelorette, not that it matters much.

To keep from a plethora of questions, I'll just give all the information I can muster up.

I am 17. No, I do not have aids or any std's. I have 3 children. Just kidding, I am not a baby momma nor am I pregnant. Safe sex all the way. Use condoms. Anyways, what else can I tell you? I am a straight A student. No, I have not slept with my teachers but if a rumour about such scandals goes around I wouldn't fret to extinguish them.

Well that about sums it all up, lets get back to the present.

It's September 14th, approximately 150 days before it happened.

What's it? You'll figure it out.

It's a Friday and we just got our english essays back and everyone in class is complaining about their grades.

"Hey slut!"

"Hi Chloe," I inwardly groaned

"What did you get?" she said picking up my essay without permission.

"Why do you even ask.?" I said under my breath

"Well I know you didn't write this twenty page essay with all the sleeping around you do. So how'd you do it? How did you get a 100? Did you sleep with a nerd? No you probably slept with Mr. Anderson."

Around her people began to crowd around, obviously hearing the noise and wanting to know the latest gossip.

"Think whatever you want Chloe, but I did not sleep with our english teacher nor did I sleep with a nerd. I did this work myself because unlike you, I have a brain."

"Shut the f*ck up, whore." she sneered.

11:52... the bell should ring just about

*Brrrrringgg*

Now

"At least I don't sleep around with teachers for good grades," she added before she slipped out of the door. Typical Chloe, always has to have the last word.

At least I have good grades...

I followed the rest of the class out, carrying my books in hand. It was lunch time. Which in high school, meant that I now had to go sit at my usual table, with all the 'popular' people and commence our daily gossipping and flirting. All while ignoring the stares given to me by Chloe, envious girls, horny guys, and jealous assholes.

"Jesse" Kayla, my best friend called out from across the cafeteria as she ran towards me.

"Hey Kayla!" I smiled, she was probably one of the few people I liked in this world.

"There's a new one." I smiled at that, knowing exactly what she was referring to, it was funny hearing the new rumors about me.

"Give it to me."

"Sure. My place or your place." A familiar voice piped in. Justice. Justice was my best guy friend and honestly I might even like him more than Kayla. He got me and I got him. So when he said this, I knew it was for humor's sake.