Betty's POV
"What in the hell are you wearing?" I asked Veronica as she walked out of her bedroom. She had a small smile on her face as she walked by me. "Excuse me," I got up and followed her into the kitchen. "Answer my question. What are you wearing?"
"It's just clothes, Betty. I saw it in my closet and I wanted to wear it so I put it on." She explained. I just started at her. "What?"
"You are not going out looking like that,"
"And why not?"
"Because your ass is hanging out and so are your tits. You are revealing way too much skin and it's just overall not an appropriate outfit to go to school in," I told her. She scoff and walked passed me.
"Just because you are my girlfriend doesn't mean you get to tell me what to wear or what I do. I am a grown women and I can do what I want,"
"Yeah, until you're sent home to change because you're dressed like a slut," I said. She looked at me and laughed a little.
"Slut," she repeated. "Okay, fine. I'll go change into something more 'appropriate' just for you," she started walking back to her room. "And just so you know, I wasn't planning on going to school today. I was going to have you take that off of me but I guess you didn't get the hint," she added before closing her door.
"Attention seeker!"
"I only want attention from you!"
I rolled my eyes. I can't believe her. Then again that doesn't surprise me too much.
After ten minutes she walked back out in something for appropriate which was shorts and a t-shirt which I recognized.
"Wait. Isn't that mine shirt?" I asked.
"Maybe is it. But we are gonna be late because somebody made me change. Now let's go," she said and we left.
We got to school and immediately went to our classes because we were already late.
In the middle of 3rd period I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I pulled it out to look at it. It was a message from Veronica.
Veronica
V: Come meet me in the bathrooms
B: Why?
V: Just come here!
I sighed and asked to go to the bathrooms.
I walked and saw her looking at herself in the mirror. She looked over at me and smiled.
"What do you want? I'm in the middle of a test right now." I told her.
"I just wanted to see you,"
"Okay, well, you saw me. Now I need to get to class and finish this test." I said but she grabbed my arm before I could leave. "V, please!"
"One second," she pushed me against the door and kissed me.
What started off as a soft, passionate kiss turned into a rough, messy makeout. I pulled her body closer to mine and pushed her against the door. She let out a small moan.
She grabbed one of my hands and slowly slid it up her shirt. As she did so I noticed there was more fabric under. I pulled away and looked at her. She smiled taking off the shirt she was wearing revealing a lacey shirt that fit her perfectly. She grabbed me by my waist, pulling me closer to her.
"Do you still need to finish that test?" She asked but I still couldn't take my eyes off of her body and what she was wearing.
"No," I muttered.
"You wanna get out of this place?"
"Yes, please," I said and we left.
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Well...
