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Dirty Whispers.

Veronica.

"YOU FUCKED WITH THE FREAKING PRINCIPAL?" Daisy's shout banged against my air drums.

"Why the heck are you shouting? Someone will hear you!"

"Seriously? Do you think nobody has heard you both when the Principal fucked you on his desk? Someone hearing this should be the least of your worries Veronica." She scoffed.

"First of all, he is not the Principal; He is here for a certain period because his dad is busy and for your information, only the receptionist was there and she will probably not tell anyone anything." I summarised.

"And what if she does?"

"I don't give a fuck."

"You can get into a serious problem for this one, Veronica. He's Alexander fucking Vincent, a bloody playboy who gets a new woman on his bed every day and you're smart enough not to fall into his trap. Don't get too involved in it." Daisy's voice was concerned.

Her worry was obvious, Alex wasn't actually one of the best guys. He was more likely to fall into the category of troubles but shouldn't I have thought about it before letting him screw me on the desk?

There was no point in thinking about what had already happened. I couldn't undo what is done and neither regretting about would work.

"Oh, come here little bitch." I pulled her to make her sit beside me, "What do you exactly think I'm looking forward to getting from Alex? Love or affection?" My voice a sheer dramatic.

"No, but--"

"He's good at sex that's it, and besides that, it has nearly been three days. So I don't think we are going to have sex again, he must have even forgotten me." I laughed ignoring the tiny pinch of disappointment that appeared at my last sentence.

"It's better that way, I don't want you to be sad for shithead Playboy. Although he's not a boy for sure... He's twenty-seven."

"Uh-huh, twenty-eight." I corrected her.

"I still can't believe you've told me about him after who three days!" Daisy's stare started turning into a glare, rather a murderous glare.

I was taken aback because of her sudden change of the subject, she was crazy at many points.

"Don't start again, Daisy. As far as I can remember, I have apologised to you for it over an hour ago." I sighed.

"Okay fine!" She rolled her eyes and threw her body on my bed, her action caused it to bounce and I also laid down beside her.

"You know, you overreact sometimes," I informed playfully, adding it with a pinch on her cheek.

"I'm not overreacting, you should've told me the day you did with him."

"We are not going to get into that conversation again, it's over." I glared at her and she finally gave up.

"Fine! I'm going to the club tonight, you coming or not?" She asked.

"Which one?"

"The one Where you found the love of your life." She chortled.