Any Thoughts?

My Thoughts on Relationships

     If you asked any other kid my age, they'd probably say that relationships and sex were up there on the List of Essentials near food and water. If you asked me about my thoughts on relationships, I'd say they were tacky, pointless, a giant weight keeping you pinned within monogamy with nowhere to go and no refuge. Others would believe that relationships are a way for two people to feel like they are somehow connected past a physical level. That they two alone could take on the world together and make it out alive. But relationships are dirty and hard and they never really ever end well. Relationships aren't built on trust and honesty, they're built on naivety and stretched-truths. Take Kenneth and Raina for example: If Raina knew that I was the first and best fuck Ken has ever had, I doubt she'd think of him as the pure, innocent, loyal companion that he is. Raina is under the impression that she is Ken's first, and we all know he's hers.

     But Ken will always be mine, and he knows it, whether he likes it or not.

     Right now, however, he's Raina's, and Raina is kissing him like they didn't see each other only yesterday. It's disgusting, really, even to a hypersexual cunt like me. Mostly because they aren't hungry kisses, they're barely passionate. No, instead they're light, and she's giggling and he's smiling and I feel like throwing up.

     I should follow in Kenneth's footsteps and find myself a nice girl. Wouldn't that be something?

     When they finally stop face-sucking, Raina turns to me and smiles with as much venom and spite as the finger I flip her off with. She gasps innocently and Ken gives me a "Don't start this, it's too early" look as I grin. It's just too easy with Raina.

     "What class do we have first?" I ask, ignoring the daggers I get from the tiny demon on his arm as I poke Kenneth's stomach.

     "Why do you care? You're probably going to ditch anyways to go smoke weed or something," Raina scoffs, clearly thinking she has just one-upped her way into Kenneth's heart with a shitty comment about drugs.

     "Cocaine, actually," I sneer and Raina's sputters, obviously buying my lie. Ken rolls his eyes, "Anyways, before the child opened her cock-sucking mouth," Raina chokes, "I need to know because I need you to cover for me."

     Kenneth eyes me suspiciously, "Why do I need to cover you?"

     "I'm feeling particularly sinful and I need to do something about it," Ken groans because he knows what I mean.

     "Peggy, I can't. You know that," he trails off, clearly not meaning it. He knows what he wants and we both know that Raina isn't satisfying it and with the events of last night and this morning, Ken knows how much I need this.

     "Kenny won't do anything for you," Raina pipes up, ignoring Kenneth's small "That's not true", "And he certainly won't help you out while you're off causing trouble, right Kenny?" Raina looks at Kenneth expectantly.

     "Raina, sweetie, why don't you go find Carmen or Jac?" Ken says, trying to blow her off. Raina grins, oblivious, and pecks him on the cheek before finding her other idiot friends. Ken looks at me, a tired grin on his face.

     "I shouldn't do this. Raina really is a nice girl."

     "Oh yeah, great girl, amazing tits," Ken smacks my arm as we walk down the hall towards the back exit, "Plus, you're the one this morning you insisted on me staying over tonight and, darling, I know what that means."

     "It means I'm worried for you," Ken opens the door and we walk outside together, "And that I want you to know you can always come over because I want you to stay safe."