It's what it sounds like come I don't own any of the characters unless they are explicitly said to be OCs so yeah come read and share you ideas as requests are open always
"You sure you wanna wear that?" Cherri asks tearing a price of licorice off. I turn around facing her in a black crossed laced up halter type top with matching black jean shorts with side buckles. I spray some perfume on me. "Pheromone" shit or whatever my go too.
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"Fuck you Cherri. This new "dress code" is so not okay." I say grabbing my juul taking a hit. The bubble gum flavor trailing into my lungs. "You sure it's just the dress code?" She asks making eyes at me. "I think everyone knows you have a thing for our English teacher." She says grabbing another licorice from the bag. I grab one for myself tearing bits a way.
"No, that's just a plus." I say kicking my foot grabbing my back pack. A very light bag easily hanging on my shoulder.
"Doesn't that get rid of the whole point? That clothes aren't distractions." I roll my eyes walking down stairs.
"Mom! Angels dressing as a sl-" I shove my hand over araknisis mouth stoping his sentence .
"Little snitch." Cherri mutters grabbing an apple.
"Shut the fuck up." I whisper into his ear. He shrugs me off giving me the finger.
Molly walks down the stairs in a tank top and some ripped jeans a couple inches higher than "mid-thigh"
"Ready to go molly?" I ask swirling my car keys around my finger. She nods the three of us walking out to my pink Cadillac. Well, it's Mollys pink car. I have my own car we just ultimately decided to switch the cars we drive. She liked the Audi my dad got me and I liked the Cadillac he got her better.
I pull up in my pink spider web painted parking spot. Stepping out grabbing everyone's eyes.
Yes I've been made fun of most of my life. I've had the shit beaten out of me by groups of guys. All different kinds of slurs flying my way. That didn't stop me from rising above them pushing them farther and challenging them.
Some girls stare at me smiling supporting me. The other girls scoff either from jealousy or just pure disgust for me.
Me and Cherri split from Molly heading to our first hour thankfully English. 1 hour of it too.
