Our Dirty Little Secret

Chapter One

"Does everything have butt holes?" Treble asks me, taking a bite of her hot dog.

"I think so, cuz everything eats and...." I trail off, not knowing how to answer the question.

I grab a piece of pizza from the plastic tray plate. I take a bite of the pizza and wish I didn't. I gag at the taste of cardboard crust.

I spit the food out on the tray, BLAH

"Oh. My. God. Autumn! You are so gross." Brandon says. He perks his chin up, "And you wonder why you don't have a boy friend?"

"Your such a fag!" I yell at him.

He snoods at me. Brandon is one of my best friends, he's my gay friend. I remember the first time I met him, in the 6th grade. A group of bullies where making fun of him for being gay, and oh my goodness, I hit them so hard, one of them still has a bruise where I knocked him in the head. First time I got expelled too!

"Autumn! language!" Treble yells at me. Now treble here, she's my number one best friend. We met in the 5th grade, I was the new kid and she was the only one who really talked to me for a while.

"Bitch" a scuff.

"Hoe" she snaps back.

"Slut" I say.

"Yeah I got nothing" she says.

"Oh my gosh did you see what Jessica was wearing" said Erika to Treble.

See Treble has other friends as well as us. Her other friends were more... bitchy...

"I know. Sweat Suits are NOT in season" said Treble "Ugh can she just learn some sense of Fashion for once!"

The bell rings, and I throw my tray away, with most of the food still on it. I'm still hungry, but i'd rather be, then eat that nasty school food.

***

"Thank god it's Friday!" Treble says from the passenger seat. "Amen." I agree, but I make sure I keep my eyes on the road. I just started driving this year, and I'm so paranoid I'm going to crash, or something.

"And only 3 more school days until Christmas break." Treble points out. "What do you want Santa to bring you?"

"A sexy man." I answer.

We pull into her driveway, that is packed with cars. Her parents own a catering business, so they have a big (kidnapper as we call it) van her dad's truck, and her brother Chase's jeep.

We stay at my house most weekends because her house is always so packed. Treble's family is so loud, at first I thought they were mentally crazy, but that's just how they are.

I open the car door and step out of my new 2013 red mustang, maybe I should also mention my father is a brain surgeon.

I grab my blue school bag out of the back, I also get my pink bag that I put my over night things in.

As soon as treble and I reach her house we go directly to her room and do our homework.