Body Count

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"I will never fit in because I was not meant to."
-Cher Loyd
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I walk down the velvety rows of auditorium seats and stand I front of the stage. Genevieve is holding a glittery clip board and Jennifer and Ayla are guiding people into little room walled in by curtains. As someone walks out of one, I catch a glance of inside. There is a small fold out table with a notepad in each room.
"Who are you?" Genevieve says as she points to me with her pink glitter pen.
"Anna." I say as I look around the auditorium.
"Ummm, okay follow me." Genevieve leads me into a curtained room and sits me down.
"So I have a few questions before we can consider you joining." She flips open her notebook. Oh my goodness she's actually considering this. I could be popular. Okay Anna you can do this. I guess my excited sigh was quite obvious.
"You're excited?" Genevieve looks me dead strait in the eye and smiles.
"I guess." I'm going to try to be nonchalant about this.
"Okay. Let's begin."

After a dozen of questions have been answered, the final question shocks Anna.
"K last question. What's ur body count?" Genevieve says it as the most normal thing ever. She doesn't even make eye contact.
"Umm my what?" I say. I know what it means but I can't believe she's asking this.
"Your body count. Like how many people you've done."
"Umm none." I blush and feel my eyes starting to water.
"Well, you're pretty much perfect for our group, but you need to do one thing." She looks at me with a smile.
"What?" I'm confused.
"Lose your virginity."

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 03, 2016 ⏰

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