Rejected By My Mate

7

My single class of unimportant subject matter was awful. My teacher wasn't hot, he didn't have a great butt, nothing. I sat next to a boring girl with bad hair who didn't say anything at all. She talked with her hands but wasn't deaf.

Way too weird.

When I went home daddy was on the couch reading the latest volume of Glamour magazine. "Hey Peaches," he said, sipping at a martini while one of the butlers mixed alcoholic beverages and frappes.

"Hi Daddy. Hi Rupert." I waved to the butler. He tipped his bowler had wiggled his mustache and greeted me back in the most British sounding way possible.

"How was your first ever entire day at school?" Daddy asked. I shrugged.

"Well I'm completely lacking in a mysterious bad boy to add to my love triangle, so it was completely unremarkable."

"Did you meet your odd and quirky outcast best friend?"

"No, the only other notable person in the class was some weird mute girl." I said, shrugging again and pulling out my iPhone 7 plus that my parents paid way too much for.

"That sounds like an awful day, Peaches." Daddy remarked. "Rupert, get this girl a vanilla iced frappe with two shots of vodka and a shot of espresso." he snapped his fingers. Rupert stared at us for a second and nodded.

"Yes of course sir." he said twitching his mustache again.

"Thank you daddy." I said, smiling. About a minute later, Rupert brought me the frappe. I took it from him and completely ignored his existence.

"So no new bffs forevs in your single class and no mysterious boys either." he said in disbelief. I nodded. "Why does one understand how hard your life is?"

I shrugged and shook my head. "Finally, someone who gets it." I said.

My phone dinged.

I had sex with the nerdy weird girl from your class.

"That's fine." I shrugged, sipping at my frappe.

"What's fine?"

"Rider James had sex with the mute girl from my class."

Daddy nodded. "You're right. It just makes him more of a badboy."