The Prank Wars [On Hold]

Five: Where She Has Questionable Taste In Porn

'And now I'm told that this is life/That pain is just a simple compromise'-Misguided Ghosts, Paramore

Charlie's POV:-

"Seriously, two inches. Two inches!" Marjorie threw her hands in the air in disbelief. "I've seen vaginas bigger than that!" She continued to rant about her latest sexcapade.

A week had passed by since I had confronted Darius. And with only two weeks left till the Prank Wars officially began, it had become obvious that everyone was waiting in anticipation for the big guns to come out. Walking down the school hallways made me feel like a ticking time bomb.

I had decided to meet up with my two girls, Marjorie and Misty, to discuss our strategy. I was perfectly aware that Josh was on Darius' team but I didn't let the fact that he and Misty were dating hinder my plan. There was no one I trusted more than Misty; if anything, Darius should keep an eye on Josh.

Marj still hadn't stopped cursing the poor guy she happened to hook up with. It wasn't his fault he wasn't well... endowed. "Not to sound shallow, but I ran the minute he pulled out his extra extra small custom made condoms."

Marj dusted off her hands, looking especially proud as she recalled how she avoided the situation.

We were currently sitting in Bebe's Diner. Small towns like our's didn't usually have giant food chains like Starbucks present, so we stuck to the good old local stuff. Bebe's Diner had become a popular hangout place for me and the girls, and practically every other youth in Brantley.

Misty applauded Marj, "Well done, girl. Tell that boy, your anaconda don't want none unless you got nuts, hun." Marj snickered at that and high-fived Misty.

It was times like these that being the only virgin in the group seriously sucked. It wasn't that I was desperate to lose my v-card. And in no way was I innocent. I'd had my fair share of hook-ups, I just hadn't ever gone... all the way.

Sitting here now, while my two girlfriends rated guys, I felt like I was seriously missing out on a bonding experience.

"Well, Josh certainly doesn't lack in that department." Misty's sly voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"I swear, that boy was meant to be anal fucked." I piped in, not wanting to pass up on an opportunity to comment on Josh's extremely tight tushie. With an ass as tight as his, I wondered why he stuck to women. "Some gay guy out there could be having the time of his life with that ass."

"Or you could put a dildo on and do it yourself." That was Marj, the kinky little shit she was.

"Semantics." I shrugged.

Misty choked on her waffle, waving her hands in an enough gesture. "Okay, that's it! Charlie, what's the plan."

I instantly put my game face on. We had wasted too much time fooling around and simply imagining Darius' gloating face made my blood boil.

Back to business.

Taking out a notepad and a pen, I faced Marj and Misty. "Firstly..." My tongue peaked out as I scribbled some bullet points on the paper, dragging out the word, "We need ideas." I declared, slamming the palms of my hands against the table top.

"Ooh! Ooh!" Marjorie eagerly jumped up and down, her hand raised in the air. I motioned for her to continue. "We burn his car and then have sex with the hot firemen in his bedroom."

"Like an orgy?" Misty furrowed her eyebrows, slightly frowning in confusion, playing with her ponytail and curling the blonde ends around her finger.