Chapter - 20

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Kade and Freen sit down, very tense from the conversation they just had. Becky sighs. "Freen, let's go, we can grab lunch from the vending machines or something." She grabs Freen's hand and pulls her up.




Again, whispers all across the cafeteria.



Freen smiles a little, loving the attention, as always, and says loud enough for Kade and Jennie to hear, "Wanna go to a supply closet and make out?" to which Becky laughed.


As they left the cafeteria, Becky caught Jenson's eye. She hadn't forgotten him, though she tried her best. And now that she's dating his ex, things are probably going to be tenser than ever. Jenson gives Becky the stink eye and starts walking towards Jennie and Kade's table.

Becky and Freen walk around school hand in hand, looking for a vending machine. They didn't go to a vending machine. They didn't go to a vending machine though.

They went into a supply closet.


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"... and then she was like 'I told you I prioritize you over her, but how could you betray me by dating her when you knew I liked her' and honestly I felt really really bad but also come on you two had barely been talking and I..." Freen kept rambling on about what happened in the cafeteria between her and Kade.


The two "girlfriends" were sitting on the floor of a supply closet they found, and were eating gummy bears Becky found in her backpack.


Freen took a breath to shove gummy bears in her mouth before continuing. Becky was listening. She was listening to Freen the same amount that she would listen to a math lesson, which was maybe slightly less than 50%.


Freen eventually got to what Jennie and Nova were talking to, which Becky didn't really want to touch on, so she very clearly changed the subject.




"What's your body count?"


Freen did a double take. "I-I'm sorry??????"

"What's your body count?" Becky said while smirking lightly.

"Can we have the more private questions later on?" Freen said with a pink blush on her cheeks "Lets start with dating or something. How many people have you dated Becky?"


Becky didn't have to think long about it. "None."


"Nobody?"

"Nope. I'm not a big fan of commitment. You're my first." Becky said that last part hoping Freen would catch that innuendo.

She definitely did, because of her increasingly red blush.

"What about you?"




Freen had to think for that question. "Maybe four or five guys."

"Is that including Jenson?"

"Yep. I mean to him it really was dating, I'm surprised he really didn't catch on the fact that I was using it to get back at you." Freen said snarkily. "Ok, next, how many people have you kissed"

Becky did have to think about that. "Ummmm, maybe like 15 or something."


"15???" Freen couldn't believe it. Well she could, because who wouldn't kiss Becky, but also 15??

"Mine is 13." Freen said as nonchalantly as she could. It was actually 4, but she's not telling Becky that, she knew she'd make fun of her for it.

Becky smiled. The question she really wanted to know.

"What is your  body count?" Freen paled. She'd really have to say this?

"Uh, well, actually just one."

Becky let her curiosity get the best of her"Who?"

Freen looked confused. She'd been staring at the floor during that confession, but looked at Becky like she was crazy.

"You?"

"Me?"

"Yeah, remember? The Halloween party?"

Becky seemed to come to an understanding, and when she finally realised what she said, she began laughing till there were tears in her eyes.

Freen was embarrassed, as red as a tomato. and confused as hell.


"What is so funny??"

Once Becky's laughter finally died down, she wiped the tears from her eyes before saying, "We didn't have sex."

"Huh?"

"You were blackout drunk, Freen, I took you home to get some sleep. Because I'm a nice person." Becky said that last part very prestigiously, the tone Freen would use while talking about her fancy roles in fancy films.

Freen put her face in her hands. She wanted to scream, she had never been so embarrassed in her life.


Freen tried to wipe away her blush, but couldn't and just decided to ask, "What about you?"

Becky had to think about this question too." Uhhhh 6."

"Woah. Guys or girls?"



Becky smiled. "Both."

This time, Freen let her curiosity get the best of her. "What's it like? Was it awkward your first time?"

The bell indicating the end of the lunch period rang, cutting Freen off.


Becky got up and held out a hand for Freen to hold. She kept holding that hand as they exited the storage closet. Their classes were on the other sides of the school, so they seperated.


Before either of them got far, Becky quickly turned around and called Freen's name.

Freen turned around.

"For your previous questions, I'm sure you'll find out soon enough!"

Freen's Becky's cheeks burned at what that possibly could have meant. Becky's were burning too, thinking about how Freen thought Becky was her first time and didn't have too many complaints about that.

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