"everyone calls her blinker.."
"why because she blinks a lot?"
"no dicko because she's always high."
Maeve, no one called her that. She had plenty
nicknames, 'junkie', 'skank', 'triple e',, she'd heard
it all, and being associated...
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" Quinnie's not the only lazy kebab around here ay Blinker? "
Everyone had been called into assembly, everyone in year 11 at least. She slumped on a chair next to Cash. He was doing that thing where he tensed his jaw. He'd look at Maeve, a silence hitting the both of them.
"You and Ant?" He'd question, raising an eyebrow at her. Now that was fake news. Ant tried flirting with Maeve once at a party, she rejected his advances of course.
"Fuck, no." She'd mutter with another dramatic sigh. It was at that point Harper walked through the door. Shaved. Shaved? Her hair was gone. And weirdly lighter then usual. Whispers would surround the room. Little insults and jokes.
"Pack it up 11!!" Missy would yell out, earning laughs from a good half of the assembly.
"Looks like you when we were 12." Maeve would say with a dry laugh, causing an elbow from Cash as he muttered something along the lines off 'fuck off' under his breath. Not the reaction she was expecting.
Principal Woods, or Woodsy to most people walked into the hall, a not so calm look on her face as she stepped up to the 'podium'. Maeve looked at cash again, he stared at harper, not even a glance a stare. She raised an eyebrow at the boy, wondering if they'd maybe been on the map together and he didn't want people finding out. A part of Maeve was almost nervous, realising that her sex life was public now. But the other half remembered that, EVERYONES, sex life was public. She'd watch as Amerie navigated her way through the chairs, in a half assed attempt to get to Harper, calling out her name.
That lasted a good ten seconds before she was cut off by Woodsy.
"Sit, down Amerie." She'd spit, as the girl reluctantly went back to her chair, the hall now silent apart from the odd whisper or shuffle of feet.
"I, am a woke women." The hall remained silent. Maeve stole a glance at harper, her face a mix of pissed off and sort of depressed, Maeve knew that feeling.
"I enjoy sex as much as the next person." Snickers echoed around the room with her words, what an odd way to word it. Maeve disguised her own humoured reaction with a cough. Looking over at Cash, his eyes still glued to Harper.
The fuck was up with him? Maeve thought to herself, raising an eyebrow.
Her thoughts were cut off by Woodys whiny voice. "But reputation is everything, and this map has jeopardised, your reputations.. and the reputations of our school."
A few scoffed, everyone was thinking the same thing. This school had no reputation, there was a reason most grade 7 classes were short of about 20 students, no parents wanted there kids to come here. Woodsy knew that too, but she'd never admit it, like ever.
