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It was morning. The weather was terrible today, so the first day of school was cancelled, but I don't think I was going anyway.
"Hey." Read the message from Bill on MySpace. I was surprised, my eyes stuck on the keyboard while I thought of a way to apologize.
"Call me. Maybe we talk."
Bill didn't write well. Not in English, anyway.
"Yeah, sure, can I come over?" I texted, seeing an immediate response. "Nope. Not good time right now!"
I raised an eyebrow but didn't push him further. I dragged my mouse and clicked on the call button, and leaned back in my seat once the pixelated camera loaded. Bill was there, his head turned towards Tom, who was standing by his doorframe while talking in German before he looked at me and walked off.
"Did he say something? It sounded sweet." I asked quietly, watching as Bill looked towards me. "No. He just described what you sounded like when he fucked you last night." He said, his voice blank.
"Oh?"
I glanced towards Tom as he entered my window, sighing heavily. "Sorry."
"Well, I've figured it's not gonna be a one-time thing, is it?" Bill said, his voice still croaky from waking up.
"Nope." I looked at Tom, watching him sit on my bed with a grin. "Hey," he mouthed, placing a Morning After packet onto my bedside table and nodding towards it.
I smiled at him, then looked back at my laptop. "Speaking of the devil." I sighed heavily, popping out one of the pills and swallowing it.
"Stop sleeping with my best friends, or I'll bash you again," Bill called out. I looked at Tom, who just shrugged his shoulders with a smug smirk. "You punch like a bitch!"
"Fuck around and find out. See you around, Mandy?" Bill said, his voice slightly faltering in question. "Without the punching part maybe, yeah." I said softly. "You know I'd never try and hurt you on purpose, right?"
"You fucked my twin brother."
I rubbed the back of my neck, sighing in defeat before he continued.
"I know, Mandy." He said quietly, the line going dead.
"Well, that went well." Tom lit a cigarette. I immediately took it, my eyebrows furrowing. "Seb has all of my cigarettes and lighters. If he finds out you're here, he'll kill me." I grabbed a few shirts, stuffing them by the gap under the door and then grabbing the ashtray from under my bed.
"Huh." He raised his eyebrows. "Anyway, isn't your brother like the whitest weed dealer around here?"
I just stared at him, shaking my head and sighing. "I don't know how you attract people. Here, you want it so badly." I passed him back the cigarette, watching him drag and exhale as he lifted the ashtray onto his lap.
"Well, my huge cock, which, you've already tried out... my amazing, beautiful self, and the stare those women go crazy for! You can't blame them." Tom said, his eyes squinted and his head tilting up while he blew out a stream of smoke.
"Creepily glaring at them isn't attractive." I raised an eyebrow, turning my back to him. "Well, it works," Tom cooed, smirking proudly as he dragged from his cigarette and nodded towards me with it, the ash falling down onto the ashtray.
"Yeah, I think I have that figured, Tom. We hooked up. Remember me? Short haired blonde? Has an asshole brother?" I joked as I ran a hand through my hair, closing my eyes for a minute. "In fact, you should feel special. You were the first guy to actually like, make me quiver, I guess."
"You never had an orgasm before me?" Tom shifted, raising an eyebrow. I shook my head truthfully. "You? Me? I was? Come again?" He joked.
"Fuck you," I laughed, shaking my head as he moved the ashtray and lifted me onto his lap. "So, how many were before me then?" Tom leaned, kissing my neck softly and slowly rubbing my sides while he smoked. He exhaled away from my face, pausing at my answer.
. . .
"Don't know." She shrugged. "Not many, just a few boys when I was in middle school back in Greece." Mandy said, tilting her head up in thought before glancing back at me.
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"Well, I've only slept with like.. a couple billion.." I joked, tilting my head. I smiled at the sound of her laugh, my eyes flickering over her face for a moment before I chuckled slightly and took another drag of my cigarette as I looked away.
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