Stout to Slut

"You look fine, even without the dress"

Part five...

After school........

I jammed my locker, unintentionally.

So here's the story: after the weird reality show that just happened, everyone kept on giving me stares and whispering about....me( surprising, I know)!

And when I opened my locker, a piece of paper fell out. It was from Emily! It said that she was "sorry" and all that, and she wanted me to come over to her house.

She said that it was a get together thing, and that Nathan was coming too. I guess she thought I liked him or something...maybe...

At first I was going to say no, since she was super rude to me. But then I realized that if I become all of their friends, I can ruin their lives! Yay!

I was so excited that I could have revenge on all these.....bad people, and with all that excitement, I kicked my locker and it, um yea.

"Hey you alright?" I heard someone ask.

I turned around and saw Nathan. His book bag slung over one of his shoulders and was holding his leather jacket.

"Yeah. I just go kinda confused on how the way these lockers work." I lied. I didn't want to sound stupid, even though all lockers are the same in every school.

"Oh. I can teach you." He said, as he dropped his belongings and walked up to my locker.

"I don't need any..." he was close to me. Really close. I wanted to do something but I couldn't. He was beautiful!

Usually, I never liked guys mainly because they were so distant from me. But Nathan was never mean to me. I mean he was a quiet kid last year but he was different than Aaron and Ian and all the guys in my school.

"Jessica? Are you okay?"

"What? Yeah, I was just thinking." I lied, again.

"About what? Me?" He laughed. Here comes a fuckboy, everyone.

"No. Just let's go. Teach me later."

"Okay, then." He winked at me and left.

I just blinked. I'm weird.
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I invited Rachael to my house. We were on my bed talking about school. Also, I told her about the party that Emily was holding. But....

"You cannot go." She said right after.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You can't. She does this to people. She acts nice and everything to new kids, but then beats them to the ground."

"But, I just..." I was debating if I should tell my story to her or not.

"I just want to try to make them like me. you should never judge a book by its cover." I said.

"The cover to her book it torn, Jessica. She has nothing to hide."

"And how do you know that?"

"I do, okay? You know what? Go." She said grumpily. I frowned. "But only on one condition." I raised an eyebrow.

"I get to dress you!" She exclaimed.

"Ew." was the first thing that came to me.

"Not like that, perv. I mean I get to choose what you're wearing!"

I shrugged. "Okay then."

"Come on. Let's go shopping!" She said, dragging me.

I quickly put on a hoodie, and we walked out of the door.

We went to the mall since Rachael herself wanted to get some clothes too.

We went into a store and walked through it. There were a bunch of cute clothes, yet none of them suited my style.

Rachael went around and got a bunch of clothes off the racks.

"Here." she said. "Try them." she handed a whole bunch of them and I walked into one of the dressers.

The first one I tried was a white and blue striped romper, which looked nice on me.

I heard Rachael laughing a bit so I asked "what's so funny?"

"Nothing." I hated that answer but I just ignored it. As I unlocked the door, I saw her smiling. She looked at me.

"Wow you look nice in this!" She exclaimed. I blushed.

"Thx. I'll try another one." I walked back into the dressing room, and locked it.

The next one was a short skin-tight black dress. It didn't seem right for me, but I tried it anyway.

And it was really hard to wear. I tried putting it on in several ways but didn't work.

"Rachael?" I called. "Can you held me?" There was no answer.

"Rachael?" I called again but a bit louder. "Where are you?" Still no answer.

I fumbled through my dress, but it only got tighter. I sighed and unlocked the door, creaking it only so that I can see outside.

Rachael was not there. Only a few people were within my sight.

Did she ditch me? Or forgot about me? I thought she wouldn't do that. She was my only friend.

I turned around, but tripped on air ( I do that a lot).

"Owww." I winced.

"Do you need any help?" I heard a male voice ask. I opened my eyes and looked up.

There was a cute boy, around my age looking back at me. After a second, I realized that it was Aaron. I bet he realized who I was, too.

"Oh it's you! Jessica right?" I smiled. "Yeah, Aaron."

"What are you doing here, looking like, well that." he said, pointing at my dress, which was messed up. It was halfway up my body, so he could see most of my torso and up.

"Uhhh," I said, blushing and covering my body with my hands. "I'm kinda stuck here, so..." he held out a hand and lifted my up.

"Thanks." He nodded. "I was trying to get into this dress but I couldn't-"

"Really?" His sarcasm annoyed me.

"Yeah really. Anyway, I was trying to find Rachael, but I think she ditched me."

"Well I have nothing to say, except that you look fine, even without the dress." He said, smiling widely. I hate this guy so much. Ugh..

"Fleeboy." I muttered.

"What?" He asked, like he didn't hear me.

"I said Fleeboy, you dipshit. Now help me outta this dress."

"Oh I will." he said, and locked us both in the dressing room.
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Hey guyz

Sorry this is short. Is it? Well hope u like this chap. I had finals recently so I've been a bit busy. Plus pls tell me any ideas for this story so I can make it better! Anyway vote comment and follow!