The (Not So) Fabulous Five

Introducing: The (Not So) Fabulous Four

Yeah, small warning. The main girls in the book are based off of ourselves and our friends.

WEIRDNESS AHEAD.

Just saying.

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{The following paragraphs are based off of a true conversation.}

Third Person's POV:

Old Mrs. Burger's class was dark, save for the colorful light glowing from the Smartboard's screen as it played a video on whatever it was showing. None of the students in the class seemed to be paying attention - well, except for The One Who Knows A Lot (Willy van Reyes), but he's always paying attention - though she was too enthralled with the video to notice.

"Thongs or panties?" Ryan from the back row asked the students beside him.

"I don't really know, I've never actually worn a thong so I can't exactly say which one I'd choose." One girl replied, hiding her Haribo's from the teacher's hawk-like eyes during the occasional once-over of the class, fully aware of the lady's strict rule of no food in the classroom.

"Yeah, same, I don't wear thongs so . . ." Another girl said, laughing awkwardly.

"Yeah, but according to that girl," The previous female pointed to the black-haired girl seated in the row in front of them, who turned around at the mention of her, "thongs are uncomfortable. And if I ever wore a thong, I think it'd be like butt floss."

"What?" The aforementioned girl responded, a weirded-out/amused look on her face.

"Have you ever worn a thong?" Ryan called at her. The look on her face was one of confusion, and she immediately turned to the Haribo eater, who waved sheepishly at her.

"What?" She squinted her eyes at the gummy bear-devourer. "Did you seriously tell them?"

She gave a toothy grin in reply.

The rows quieted down, and after a while, another question was asked. But not by Ryan. The gummy-eater looked over at the few boys in the row.

"Boxers or briefs?"

"I don't know, I like briefs better." Ryan responded.

"Yeah," another agreed with a stupid grin.

"Why?"

"I don't know, man, I just do."

She flicked him with her pencil. "Don't call me a 'man', I am a lady!" She retorted sharply, emphasizing the last phrase with sass.

After another moment of silence, the girl popped another gummy bear into her mouth. "Yo, wawa!" She whispered, loud enough to carry on to the other girl.