MPGIS: Behind the Cameras

Chapter 1: What The Fuck Happened

A/N: Fair warning: most references and characters in this story will make sense to those that have watched "The Most Popular Girls in School." Also, I'm not a scientist so some medical references might be inaccurate :/

But hope you guys enjoy the story anyway!!

**Brittany Matthews POV**

Another year, another bunch of shitty cunts I have to deal with. Thankfully it was only for one more fucking year at this school. Senior year was just one more year to rule this school before we headed out to college. It was also the year I was planning to lose my virginity. I had a pretty damn good feeling I was gonna find the one this year. The one that didn't think my hand jobs were second rate. The one that would fuck me in my growler and my butthole all night.

God...please don't let this year fuck me in the ass.

I finally found Trisha standing in the hallway making out with Matthew Derringer. Some things with guys are pretty tolerant with me, but if my man doesn't have a penis or testicles, then what's the point of being with him? I'm surprised Trisha and him were still together. I guess commitment and stupidity make a pretty good fucked up relationship.

"See you later tonight baby. " Matthew said in his deep black voice.

"Oh yes. I'll definitely see you. Tonight!"

God it makes me sick sometimes.

"Hey Brittany. " Trisha yelled in a positive attitude. More positive than usual. Something had to be up.

"Trisha. What the fuck is your deal? You never answered my calls or my texts or my emails this entire fucking week!"

"Oh well you see, that's what I wanted to talk to you about."

"Well it better be a fucking good excuse as to why you're too busy to not answer your fucking friend!"

"Oh oh right.. Well you see.. It's uh.. The thing is.. Well. " god her stupidity makes me wanna kill myself sometimes. "My boyfriend has a penis.. And testicles now!"

"Wait. Are you fucking serious?"

"Yeah. He got the surgery last week." I didn't even know it was possible to reattach a dick and a set of balls.

"So, you guys are finally gonna have sex?" Trisha might be the last person you'd think of to bang. But she's like a seductive cat. She might be clueless, but she knows how to slide it in and out.

"Well uh yeah."

"Wow. Well, hope you don't get pregnant with a black dumbass fetus. You know, I'm kind of the expert if you ever-"

"Uh no thanks. I already know how to use a condom and all that other stuff. But thanks anyway."

"No problem. Hey, do you know where the fuck Mackenzie is? I haven't seen that bitch since last week at that party Amber Lynn threw."

"Oh no. I was gonna ask you the same thing. Well she's probably just you know, getting ready for cheer practice, checking herself out in the mirror or standing in the hallway smoking cigarettes and being totally absorbed in her music."

"What the fuck? Mackenzie would never-" Trisha turned me around. "WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Mackenzie Zales, fucking head cheerleader, homecoming queen, and part time model was standing in the fucking hallways smoking goddamn cigarettes and dressed like a fucking... Goth?! No. This was definitely a fucking nightmare. There's no way-

"Hey guys." Mackenzie was a wreck. Her hair was cut into layers and she wasn't even wearing her cheer uniform. She was wearing a fucking t-shirt that had Pierce the Veil across her chest. Who the fuck was that? She puffed another cigarette looking at me with dead eyes covered in eyeliner. This was not Mackenzie.