The New Girl Has A Secret

12: Pink Pumps And Miniskirts

Chapter 12: Pink pumps and miniskirts






Summer's POV: 


"Ready Vanessa?" I looked over to Vanessa and she gave me a nod. It was time. Evan Carter, Shit was about to go down. We grabbed the very pink clothing and trudged towards the locker rooms. I was still sweaty from practise but I was pumped for this prank. 


"I can't wait to see Evan in this, he's going to look fab," Vanessa pulled out a pink bralette and I giggled. It was one of my old ones when I was chubbier and had bigger boobs. 


"Don't forget these pink pumps!" I told her wiggling the pink 6 inch heels in front of her.


"What about the miniskirt? ITS PINK!" She giggled and we opened the door to the boys locker rooms. 










2 hours earlier 




Evan's POV: 


I hate Math. Like why do we have to solve his problems when we have enough of our own? Seriously, Math should get a life or at least stop messing with mine. I'm sick of surds, they are giving me the shits. 


"Evan, when we rationalise this equation, what would the product be?" Miss Applebuttom pointed at the white board and I died a little inside. I hesitated and Applebuttom got the clue that I didn't understand and asked Summer instead. Who the hell has a last name of 'Applebuttom' anyway? 


"When we rationalise 3 into 45 plus 66, we would times it by the opposite, so we will be doing 3 into 45 minus 66, and the result would be 2 into 20." Summer answered while twirling her pencil around her finger like Math was the easiest thing in the world. It wasn't and I hated how she was so good at everything. Like how? How could she be so perfect? Why can't she be normal? 


Only one more period until practise. One more. I can survive. I coaxed myself into concentrating but that obviously didn't work because, come on, this is maths I'm talking about, so I ended up texting on my phone. 


What class are you in? -Josh 


Maths, are you ready for practise? -Evan 


It couldn't get any quicker, how are you and Summer getting along? -Josh 


Not good, last week's practise was okay but this week she wanted to some weird yoga thing and I drew the line so now she's angry at me. -Evan 


What? Your in deep shit now, Summer angry is not a pretty thing. She's still going to get you back for the flour prank you pulled three weeks ago. -Josh 


Don't remind me, she's too busy with Jack. All they ever do is suck each other's face. -Evan 


Isn't that what you and Bianca do? -Josh


That's different, that's her job. -Evan 


To be honest, it wasn't different, I was just jealous that Jack could kiss her and I couldn't. I was jealous that Jack's life was so simple. I was jealous that Jack's life wasn't on the line if he didn't take his pills. I was just jealous of Jack. Jack's life was perfect. He had a perfect family, perfect health. Perfect. Jack had never had a health or family problem and I hate how I'm so jealous of his wellbeing. 


"Evan Carter, are you paying attention to the class?" Miss Applebuttom yelled at me. 


"No, Math is really boring, not to mention the teacher, she's horrible." I smirked, "Whoops, did I say that out loud?" I asked her innocently and she glared. 


"Evan Carter, I want you out of this room, this instance." She bellowed and my smirk grew. 


"Thank you, your royal pain in the ass, that's just what I wanted," I bowed down in a mocking manner and grabbed my bag. I turned towards the door, before completely walking out I turned towards the applauding audience and bowed down to my adoring fans. They erupted in more laughter to my cliche move and I blew Miss Applebuttom a kiss while I turned and slapped my own Applebuttom. Pun intended. 




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I felt the steaming water pelt at my body and my muscles tensed. Practise was over and I was relieved. Summer was acting really suspicious and I couldn't really put my finger on why. She kept looking over to Vanessa throughout practise. That was also really suspicious because she never comes to watch our practises. To conclude, I'm really suspicious. 








Vanessa's POV:


I grabbed Summer's hand and we walked into the boys locker room We are going to get into so much shit for this. Ok, I'm not a perfect girl, quite the opposite actually but going into the boys locker room to fulfill a prank was a totally new level. I was pumped. 


We braced yourselves as we opened the door. 


"OH MY DELICATE EYES!" I covered my eyes in surprise and Summer slapped me and cursed. 


"Your gonna blow our cover, why are you so shocked anyway? it's not like you haven't seen any of it." She hissed. It was true though, none of them were completely naked. If they were, it was only for the brief seconds where they put on their boxers. But she wasn't lying, I had seen a couple of all of their manhoods. Before you start making assumptions, I'm not a slut, never have, never will but I did date a couple of the guys on the team. 




"No need to be rude, but why are you here?" Sawyer, one of the mid-fielders asked us, an amused look on his face.


Summer turned to Sawyer and sent him a winning smile. "We're pulling a prank on Evan and if either one of you blow our cover or help him. I will hurt you," she warned them. A few guys scoffed. They were huge, there was no way she could beat them up. 


"You didn't let me finish, I will humiliate you so bad that your pride and ego will be so damaged you'll need therapy to even glance at what it used to be. Do I make myself clear?"Summer hissed at the boys and they all nodded. She turned to Jack and looked up at him. 


"I need you to go where Evan is showering and take his clothes and replace it with this," we handed the him the pink miniskirt, the bralette and the pumps and we smirked. Summer looked over to me and I added, 


"The rest of you hide your clothes and pack all the towels, if he asks you to borrow your clothes, you tell him no." The boys nodded and scurried off to complete their tasks.


Summer and I already had the whole prank planned. Josh let slip that Evan took 5 mins longer showers than everyone and he never missed one and we used that to our advantage. To say I didn't love my brother would be a lie. Yes, Josh and I are step siblings but our parents met when we were young and we hooked, he was like my long lost brother. I remember. when I had my first date, he was the one to give my date the threats, not my dad. Or when I went to my first party, he have me 'the talk' and watched me like a hawk. Oh THAT RHYMES! He was the best brother I could ask for. 


When everything was sorted, it was my job to snatch his towel and hand him the clothes. Apparently the reason I had to do it was because Summer felt like she was cheating on Jack if she looked at Evan's family jewels. I didn't want to see them either but when Summer sets her mind to something, she has to get it. 






*Flash Back*


THAT STUPID BASTARD. I can not believe Tristan, my boyfriend of three years, cheated on me. 


I sat sobbing on my bed. My chin resting on my legs that I had pulled towards my body. My body trembled as sobs filled my body. 


I had went to his house to surprise him for his birthday, I was ready to give up the one thing a girl has pride in. I was ready. I walked into his room wearing the little red lace dress he likes and my heart shattered to the sight before my eyes. 


Bianca. That whore was bumping uglies with my man. You'd think that seeing the disturbing sight that laid before my eyes that I would run out sobbing but no. I'm Vanessa Carter and I'm special. 


"Erhm, excuse me Tristan but I think you parked your car into the wrong spot." I stood with my hands on my hips and spat my anger through the words. They jumped apart and he opened his mouth to explain. 


"Shut the fuck up Tristan, I don't want to hear your bullshit." I flipped him off before storming out the door and ran home. 


Now that's exactly where I am. Sitting on my bed, my heart broken and sad songs playing in the background. 


"Vanessa? Are you okay? I thought you were bumping uglies with Tristan ?" Evan paused when he saw my tear stained face. "Hey, what's wrong? I'll beat him up for you!" Evan walked over to my bed and wrapped his arms around my shoulder. Ever since Josh got a girlfriend, Evan and I got closer. I could trust him with anything and everything, that's why he was the only one who knew what I was planning with Tristan. 


I didn't reply as I snuggled my head closer to his body and felt his body heat warm me. He pulled me closer and stroked my hair. He held my chin and pulled my face towards him and his lips met mine. 








"OMG. This is my best friend and my sister. Ugh." Josh shook his head in disgust as he slowly backed out of the room. Evan was hovering above me as I laid on the bed. Both of us in our undergarments.We were both panting. If Josh hadn't interrupted us, god knows how far we would have gone. 


"I'm going to leave and scrub my eyes with detergent to erase that memory." Josh shuddered as he walked out of the door. I held my head in embarrassment. I was about to lose my virginity to Evan and I can't help but think that I don't love him this way. 


As if he read my mind we both said, "Let's just be friends." We looked into each other's eyes and bursted into laughter. 


He spoke up, "I love you as a friend, and I don't want to lose you if we go all the way. I don't love you like that." 


I nodded, "Your right you're like a brother to me." He kissed my forehead and grabbed his clothes. 


"Goodbye Vanessa," he whispered as he left my room.








*end of flashback*
















So in the end, I didn't lose my virginity to Evan but I did lose it a couple months later, to another boyfriend. Evan became a playboy and Josh still teases us about it. Evan I went back to being friends but we were never as close as we were before that night. 


I stood outside of the shower cubicle and held my breath as the water stopped. I wasn't prepared to do this. The knob turned and I swear to you my heart stopped. 




Evan stood before me, a towel hanging dangerously low on his waist as he rubbed his eyes. It's now or never. I closed my own eyes, snatched the towel and bolted it. 


Without turning around, I cried out, "I hope you like the outfit." 




I ran back to the changing area, far away from the very naked Evan Carter. I gripped Summer's arm. I threw the towel to Josh as I cringed. Ew. 




"SUMMER EMBERS WERE THE FUCK DID MY CLOTHES GO?" Evan yelled and I could contain my laughter as for a second time, he was wearing my clothes. He looked hilarious. The bralette was two sizes too small and dug into his skin as the sequins glittered in the light. The miniskirt was tiny and looked hilarious on him, oh and the pumps, they just tied the outfit together. He looked gorgeous. 


The room erupted into iPhone clicks and comments such as, "I'd tap that". Evan growled and Summer emerged from the crowd. She took one look at him and smirked. She pulled me to the front and we both crossed our arms, eyeing his fashion sense. 


"Vanessa, I think that there's too much pink that it clashes." Summer told me. I understood and I joined in. 


"No. It just needs a purse," I told her in an exaggerated girly voice. 


"I've got just the perfect one!" she squealed as pulled out a pink clutch with glitter and sparkles. 


"Definitely." I agreed as she handed it to Evan who was burning with anger. She walked over to him and helped him with the bag as he growled louder. She stood back and snapped a couple photos on her own phone while nodding with approval. 


"I always knew you would look good in pink." Summer told him, throwing the words back into his face. (remember that Vanessa wasn't there but Summer told her because they are best friends) She turned to leave the room. 


I walked over to Evan and patted his shoulder, "Would you like me to apply some ice to that burn?" I told him soothingly before leaving to follow Summer.


















Summer's POV:



I run along the street. My feet hitting the cold, concrete pavement. My breathing heavy and low in my throat. Drake blasting my ears. 


Two days since my prank with Evan and I've gotten really popular. Ok, I was already pretty popular for hanging out with the "sex gods" or "OMG-it's-the-super-sexy-five-guys-that-I-desperately-want-to-fuck" or how how I know them "the crew". most people slap my back in respect or nod their heads in my direction but most of the girls hated me. I got threats saying to back away from their men and girls would throw me dirties. 


No one but the crew knew I lived with Evan's. Bianca us too stupid to realise even though ice walked in on them three times in the past month of living there. She's such an idiot. 


And no one needs to find find out. 


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"BOO!" a voice yelled behind me and I dropped my books, fell into my locker and screamed like a girl on drugs. The culprit laughed and I knew exactly who it was. 


"Babe, don't scare me like that." I told him as I swatted him with one of my textbooks. 


"That hurts, why history? That's the biggest one?" he pouted. 


"That way the knowledge will escape into your pea brain." 


"You know that I'm smarter than you right?" Jack told me. 


"Just shut up and kiss me." and he did. 


After our little locker make out session, we parted ways in order to get to our next classes. 


"Bitch"
"How did she get Jack"
"I heard she's sleeping with Evan too."


I just wanted to slap Bianca and her barbies. Ugh. I hate them all. I kept minding my business and ignoring them until I felt a hand cover my mouth and drag me into an empty classroom. Except the hand didn't belong to a girl. And I screamed. 








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CLIFF HANGER! 


It was so interesting to write in Vanessa's POV. I'm so happy with the outcome and let's just say that wasn't her only dirty little secret. 


Questions: Who do you think the hand belongs to? What do you think of Vanessa's dirty little secret? 


Teaser: I sense some more pranks and some handcuffs. 


Next update: Sunday


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