The Bad Girl Goes To College

26:"a collect cal from..."

"Oh my fucking gosh!" Andy exclaims throwing up her hands in clear exasperation.
"You can't be anymore frustrated than I am." I groan shoving frozen yogurt in my mouth. "Seriously Andy all he had to do was stick his friggin polla in me!" Andy laughs at my clear frustration. "I don't even know what he's waiting for. I was basically there just inviting him! And what does he do? Turn on fucking Netflix. He literally wanted Netflix and chill."
"You know a normal girl would feel special that he's waiting before entering his díck inside of her."
"I'm not a normal girl. I'm a sexually deprived girl that wants sex." I deadpan. "Whatever the issue is dead. No boy talk today. Just me and you right?" Andy grins and nods her head in agreement.
"Let's go do something high school." She offers and I smile.
"Ideas?"
"My bitch of a professor gave me a D on my essay. I got her address." There's a devilish tone in Andy's voice that makes excitement rush through my body.

Andy might be really smart or really dumb. She wants to spray pain and TP her professor's house. Now I'm all up for it, or I would be if it wasn't four in the afternoon and the sun is so blatantly out. "You used to be so much fun Nadia. Never cared about anything. We literally vandalized a cop car in broad daylight and you were so up for it."
"Oh you bitch!" I place a hand over my heart in mock offence. In a attempt to get me all roused up she yawns.
"You're boring me to dust dear." It works. With a smirk on my face I'm determined to prove my best friend wrong.

Three hours later

"Well....at least your not boring me anymore." The sheepish smile on Andy's lips plus the sound of the cell closing gives me a headache.
"We aren't minors anymore. We're going to prison. I am way to sexy for prison. I'm going to have to make someone my bitch." I groan pressing my forehead on the wall. "I'll have to cut my hair and change my name. I'll have to make up stories as to why I'm in prison. Because saying that I vandalized a professor's house, punched her dog and then proceeded to fight her mother who is at least 70 sounds sooooooo wrong. " Yup. My life went from rainbows to shit real quick.
In my defence though, her dog was at least six feet on two feet and that fucker charged at me with all his doggy might. What sane person wouldn't punch it? Also her mother had no right to call me a slut for punching said six foot dog. Like who do you think you are you old wrinkled bitch? Fuck your daughter, your dog and you!
Then after all is said and a few punches are literally thrown(Only one by me) some asshole decides to call the cops. So naturally I see cops I think run and following my instinct I run. But then the cops catch me but being a tough bitch I continue to "resist arrest". It's all so very very tiring.
"Where the hell is my one phone call?!" I yell although I'm not sure who to call.
"I better see some #FreeMyNiggaAndy post on Facebook or so help me everybody getting cut off."
"I hate you." I say trying not to laugh. "So much Andrea." She gives me a look of utter shock which sends me into laughing fit.
"Yo! Lemme call somebody!" I'm hitting on the bars. They hurt my hand but I'm a pretty tough girl. The well built cop that oh so gently placed the cuffs on my wrist comes and leads me to a phone. "Got a wet wipe? You see I have thing with germs...and you don't care." He nods his head signaling I'm right and I mutter a asshole before dialing Tay's number.
To be honest I'm not sure it's the right number until I hear him on the other line. "How much do you love me?" My voice is squeaky.
"Not enough to get out off bed."
"But you have to. I'm kinda in jail Tayshawn."
"Yeah I know. It said you have a collect call from..."
"Come help me. You owe me after last night!" I have a full on attitude right now.
"When I left you high and dry... or would be wet a more accurate description." The guard taps his wrist. The bastard isn't even wearing a watch.
"I hate you. You coming or not?"
"Be there shortly my love." Oh how I'd love to wring his neck. Mr. Asshole leads me back to the area where Andy and I shall sit and wait.
"And?"
"Pússy so good got him coming."
"I'd believe if he would actually fûck you darling."
"I'll leave you to rot, bitch."

Tayshawn takes an hour to get here. And chatting up his little friend takes thirty minutes. I'm going to have to take three showers to rid my body of the germs. The prostitute that was in the holding cell with us had a bad cold and probably more. "Took you long enough."
"Had to flirt with my ex girlfriend and lie about going on a date to get you out of there. I want a thank you."
"Oh yeah? And what about what I want." I tease a smile playing on his lips and mine. I walk ahead of him and he grabs my wrist pulling me flush into him. His lips meet mine in a clumsy and childish way that makes me laugh into the kiss.
"Thank you." I grin when I pull back. "Andy!" I yell back to her. She's walking behind us texting and smiling. No doubt telling Damen about what just happened. No doubt he's cracking jokes and telling the boys and teasing her. The boys. Zane...
I subtly shake my head, I'm not supposed to be thinking about him.
"Where you wanna go?"
"I'm actually gonna go home. I don't feel good. Plus take three showers to wash off the germs. I'll see you tomorrow. Okay?" I walk to my car that the cop so graciously got towed here. Another fine I'd have to pay.
"I'm going to meet up with Kat and Casper you wanna come?" Andy asks me but I'm thinking of the germs and Zane. Why am I thinking of Zane?
"Nah, need me to drop you off?"
"Yes ma'am." I drop Andy off at Kat's place and head home.