Geeky Turn On!

A solid truth

 There she was, the coolest girl in the world, standing in the doorway. She wore a black tank top, cargo pants, and a black beanie that did nothing but accentuate her blonde hair and blue eyes. She also wore a silver chain necklace; could she get ANY cooler!?

"Wassup?" She asked Gabe, then she motioned towards me. "What's this I'm hearing about horndogs making her feel gross?"

"Oh just some dude who got caught jacking it to a video of her and her girlfriend kissing," said Gabe. "I already took care of it, don't worry."

"Huh," she said, and I could sense her mood darkening. Then she turned to me and said. "Come with me."

I turn to Gabe, who looked down and sighed before nodding. I followed her out the door and towards the alley beside Gatekeeper. She leaned at Gatekeeper's wall; yup, she just got way cooler.

"Good to see ya again, Daisy," Paige said, giving me a small smile. "What happened back there?"

"Well, it's like Gabe said," I said, shrugging. "Some dude jerked off to a video of me and my girlfriend, and...that's it, yeah."

"I see," she said, nodding as she looked to the ground. "It feels icky, doesn't it?"

"Uh, I, uh," I began to stammer. No, I couldn't embarrass myself in front of her; she's too cool for that! I didn't want her to think of me as some loser! "It's-"

"I often feel the same way," she interrupted me. "Some dudes I don't know jacking it to pics of me, vids of me...it's icky."

I stayed silent as she continued speaking.

"And part of why that makes me feel icky is because I didn't consent to that, ya know?" She said. "And I know it's inevitable, what with those pics and vids being online and...well I'm hot, I know it. And I guess so long as I can ignore it all, I'm OK with it, ya get me?"

"Yeah?"

"Cuz the truth is, I don't know who these people are, and I'm highly unlikely to meet 'em," she continued. "They're jacking it to me on their phones and computers, far from where I can see 'em pull their meat. And some days I just don't give a fuss, ya know?"

"Go on," I said.

"But some days, it's hard," she said sighing, sitting down on the ground. "Cuz I never gave the OK for my pics to be used like that. I mean, yeah I dress like this, but..."

"But you didn't ask for it," I finish for her, sitting beside her. "You wouldn't have done it if you'd known, right?"

"Yeah," she said, nodding and smiling softly. "Which is a load of baloney, because I KNOW they legally ain't doing nothing wrong, so I can't do a thing about it. It's not a rape or anything like that, it's-"

"Just jerking off to a pic of you," I interrupted. "But that doesn't stop us from feeling-"

"Icky about it," we said in unison, which made her laugh, which made me laugh. "I get you, Daisy. I've been there."

"I'm surprised you remember me," I said, blushing a bit.

"That red hair of yours is impossible to forget," she said. "I've got a coworker who'd kill for that color. Is it-"

"Natural?" I asked, then I nodded. "Had it since the day I was born."

"Dang, it's so pretty," she said, and I noticed she was blushing a little. "So...girlfriend, eh?"

"Yeah, I'm-I'm gay," I said, stammering a little bit.

"Why are you geh?" She said, but then she started shaking her head. "Sorry, it's a meme and-"