Hidden Story of the School Slut

Chapter 2

Kaya walked into Mrs. Berlin's classroom for her first period english. Students were already forming their chat circles of the day. Since the school's head bitch, Gracie, was talking to the other head bitch, Payton, some serious gossip must have stirred up over the night.

Mrs. Berlin walked over to her desk  and her mouth moves ever so slightly as she whispered something. No one heard her so she tried agian. Didn't work. She grabbed the dictionary on her desk, raised it above her head, then slammed it down onto the desk. This shut everyone up and the shuffled over to their desks.

"Okay class. Today we will be reviewing all of the essays you have written." She sat down herself when she said the days plan. "Pew, this desk reeks! God, it smells like... fish!"

Everyone is the room broke out in fits of giggles. A few, the ones who have screws Kaya before or who know of her, have her glances and thumbs up.

"Class! Let's get the class started."

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"Thank god you chose Berlin's desk to fuck on. That devil needs to go through something bad and its pretty bad to smell someone else's post sex when she probably hasn't had any guy touch her in fifteen years!" Payton says as they walk down the hallway to the last class of the day.

"Thanks Payton. Good to hear someone besides the people who pay are enjoying my work."

"Yeah, babe. See ya later. My people need me now." Payton smirked at Kaya as she turned to the people over at the front door of the school who were waving at Payton.

Kaya walked over to the trash to throw away another f paper of the day.

"Kaya! Can I see you?" Kaya looked around to find the person of the voice. Ms. Nelson, Kaya's consular, stood  outside her room's door.

"Nah. I have to go to my next period."

"Kaya, you weren't really going to go were you?"

Kaya was silent for a while. "What is so important?"

The consular flashed a smile a victory and motioned for Kaya to go inside.

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"So what is so important that I had to skip my only alone time for?"

"Have you even looked at your grades lately Ms. Peters?"

"Not really. If I am failing, I really don't want to hear a big lecture of how my life will be all rainbows and sun shines if I just get good grades."

"Well that is sorta what a counselor is for but I guess I will just have to go along with this a different way. Your grades suck and I don't want to see you standing on a street corner once you drop out of high school."

"Aww, are those feelings for me? Just kidding, you are being quite harsh for your position don't you think?" At this time Kaya threw her feet onto Ms. Nelson's desk like she was at her own house.

Her consular eyed Kaya's actions but didn't say anything. "I am just simply stating that you have two paths and the one that you are taking is going to lead you down a road with multiple men banging you every night just to get paid enough to support the cost of a broken down trailer. I want you to steer to the other road as fast as you possibly can."

Tears were slightly building up in Kaya's eyes but she had the ability to scream out her last words to her horrific "consular", "This is my fucking life and no shit faced, single, low life bitch like you is ever going to tell me how to live it!" She grabbed her things and slammed the door behind her.

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"Mom! I'm home!" Kaya hung her backpack up onto the hook by the front door as she called to see if her mom was present. "Mom I brought some Chinese take out. Help yourself to it. It will be on the kitchen counter." Kaya walked the few, short steps to get into their kitchen. She threw the food onto the counter and walked to her room.

Her phone started ringing as soon as she sat down. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's Josh Johnson. You open tonight?"

"Sure, I just have to take care of a few things then I will be over..."

"820 Walnut Road. Be here by 8."

"Okay, see you then baby." She didn't even give him time to respond as she hung up.

She got up and knocked on her mom's bedroom door. No answer. She opened the door to find her mom asleep on the armchair. Next to her, on its side, empty, was the last bottle of Brady.

"Mom, one day, that's all I asked for..." She whispered as she left the house to earn the money that was supporting the last of her family.

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Two chapters down and many more to come!! So exited! I will update asap.