Something blue, something real

Chapter 11

I walk into school and everyone is whispering and staring, but not at me. They're looking at Alyssa for some reason. 

"What's all the whispering about?" Art questions and I shrug, "Hell, if I know." Just then some random freshman approaches us out of breath and excited, "You didn't see?" she looks at us taking out her phone. 

I look around to see Alyssa in tears in a pink tracksuit, which is very unlike her, she is usually dressed up.

The freshman shows us a picture of a naked girl with these amazing boobs, flawless skin with a freshly waxed pussy. Art looks away, but I look at the freshman, "Why are you giving me a boner this early in the morning?" I ask her and she laughs awkwardly, "That's Alyssa. Look at the tattoo on her hip." 

I immediately recognize it as Alyssa's. She has a lotus flower tattoo on her hip and everyone knows it. The girl is hot, even I have to admit but I cannot imagine that she would be thrilled about a picture of her vagina doing the rounds. 

"Where did you get that?" I question and Art finally turns her eyes back to us. "It's been doing the rounds. Someone leaked it, we just don't know who." she says and Art grabs her phone deleting the picture off it, "Girls like you spreading this, bringing down other women, you are part of the problem." she chastises the girl and we walk away.

The rest of the day you hear whispering about Alyssa all day. It's finally lunch and we sit down to eat.

"Are they still not over it?" Art asks and Liam rolls his eyes. "Doesn't have anyone have anything better to talk about then that stupid goddamned video." he grumbles.

"Video?" Art and I both ask equally puzzled. "The video of Alyssa." Chris says like it's obvious knowledge. "What video of Alyssa?" Art asks, hints of anger in her voice. Chris takes out his phone and shows us a video of Alyssa masturbating and Art glares at him and he takes his phone back, but she grabs it again and deletes the video off his phone. "You fucking sicko why would you keep that." she sounds disgusted by this.

"Woah, like 100 people texted me this video." he states raising his hands in mock surrender. "Well delete all of them." my best friend demands and Chris nods "Yes ma'am." he mocks but immediately starts deleting the texts and Lee and I laugh. "Pussy." Liam teases with a smile, but Art glares at him wiping the smile right off his face. 

Lee can act tough all he wants but even the devil trembles when Art gets mad.

I look over to Alyssa who is sitting at a table with two other girls I don't really know. Her eyes are red and puffy and it's clear that she's been crying. I can't help but feel bad for her.

"Who leaked it?" I inquire. "No one really knows. It's been sent around so many times it'll probably be impossible to figure out." Lee says and Chris nods. "The person who did is a waste of fucking space." Art says and the boys nod in agreement.

"It was stupid of her to send that out though." Zed declares taking a seat at our table.

"No." I simply state and he looks at me confused before facing Lee absolutely puzzled. "What?" he asks looking at Lee who is also shaking his head in disagreement. "You can't blame her for what some dickless scumbag did to her, that's just fucked up on your part." Chris answers him.

"The only thing she is guilty of is trusting the wrong person with the most intimate parts of herself, he proved he never deserved to know her like that. He was at fault here, no one else." Lee says and I see Art smiling proudly.

"I feel like a proud mom." she says and Lee rolls his eyes. "We raised two good feminist boys." she fawns and the boys look at her like she is a crazy person.

"The bar really is on the floor if basic human decency is seen as a part of the feminist movement." Chris retorts and Art looks absolutely shocked. "Well damn excuse me then." she says, still visibly impressed by our boys.

"Why can't you guys just call her a whore like everyone else, you weirdos." Zed grins. "We don't slut shame over here." we all state in a singsong tone. "We try our best not to at least." Chris adds and Arts eyes move round and upwards.

we do try our best though, we have days when we catch ourselves being "part of the problem" as Art states, but we try our best to keep our heads out of our asses when it comes to these matters.

The bell rings and we all get up heading to our individual lockers to face the rest of the school day.

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Author's note: I apologise for how short this chapter is and how long it took me to write it. I took a small break due to personal reasons. hopefully you can understand, but I hope you guys liked it ;)