Good Sex With The Devil Spawn.

I've tried my best to keep my mouth shut at school, and be a good girl, but now is a time to take action and show them I'm going to give them all hell. My friends call me "sly" because I've always been able to keep myself low profile and fly under the social radar. To the rest of the world, my name is Chelsea Dagger. I know, I know. There's a song called "Chelsea Dagger" but I am not making this up! I've always been "daddy's little girl" and never do anything that could ruin that.

It all started when it was brought to my attention, that my friends had not been texting me as frequently as they usually did. They mostly had texted me some bullshit about Tony and his girlfriend "finally" breaking up. I don't know why they have an obsession over Tony. I had known him since fifth grade and never thought he was attractive or even relatively friendly for that matter.

Tony was the kid you could depend on to get you in detention. In fifth grade, he had put glue all over the table and started to lick the glue, saying " Chelsea said if i didn't eat the glue, she would hit me until i did!" I never understood why my friends would tell me about him, when they knew I couldn't stand the thought of even crossing his path. Tony had become popular with the guys in eight grade, when he stole some girls bra from the locker room. Joanna and Crystal were always telling me about him "burning the teacher" in their third hour, when they could tell I didn't care.