Bad Girls Playbook

Blackmail and virgins

*dedicated to my friend grace who have me some of the inspiration for this chapter. Love you girlie:)*

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I walked in the front door throwing my distressed black leather bag onto the couch in disgust. He was already sitting at the dining room table doing his homework. He was a compleat and utter pushover, a people pleaser, a goodie goodie. Every time I look at him a am revolted. How could he live in a life of homework and school and no friends? I feel a ping of sadness in my heart as he scribbled some words into a notebook.

"Will you ever get a life B?" I exhale as I walk past him into the kitchen. I open the fridge and grab an orange. As I peal the vibrant orange skin I look over at him. He is just staring at me. "What?" I ask as I glare back at him.

"Oh nothing." He pauses thinking of what he is going to say next. " Bailey when are you going to grow out of your teenage bad girl phase?"

"When I die" I reply with a shrug as it pop the last slice or orange in my mouth and walking over to the liquor cabinet.

"Really Bailey? Again?" I hear his shy voice as I grab a brand new bottle of Platinka, a vodka we always seem to have. "I thought you said you were going to take a break."

"And I thought you said you were going to relax and not do so much work" I said with a smirk as I walked off with the bottle.

Brad was my brother, I always call him B. Brad just doesn't fit him. He was a shy nerd, the name brad was supposed to be a name of a guy who was out going and did sports. B and I looked a lot alike, we both had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes. We both were tall and lean- I reaching five eight and B standing at a little over six three. Although we looked alike we were nothing alike. He was a shy boy wile I was out going, he was sensitive wile I was tough, he was smart and loved to show it wile I was smart and hid it at all costs. Sometimes I find it impossible to believe that we are siblings, much less twins.

I grab my phone and push '2' and then the call button. "Hey mom. I'm going to Jeza's." I hung up before she could say a yes or a no.

I walked out of my room with the Platinka and went straight to B.

"Here is the plan." I say looking him dead in the eyes. "I am spending the night at a friends house and I did not take the vodka. You were cleaning and you nocked it of the shelf on accident and it broke into a billion pieces. I am not going to a party"

"What makes you think I will cover for you?" He states. His voice was stern. I wasn't used to it and it took me back.

"Well let's just say if you slip up I am telling the whole school that you are I love with Jezabelle." I smirk as his face goes pale. I knew he got the point and I was now

Safe. He had liked her forever and it is the only piece of blackmail I have on the little goodie goodie. I turn around grab my bag and leave the house.

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I walk into Jeza's house. It was lit up and loud music was playing. I saw people dancing, drinking and making out everywhere. I pushed my was through the crowd to Jeza who was playing beer pong with Austin and some other boys. Most people would be afraid of leaving their boyfriends with Jeza because of her beauty but for me I completely trusted her and didn't even care, plus they were step siblings so seriously doubt anything would happen. I kissed Austin hello and Jeza ripped the vodka bottle out of my grip.

" Platinka!" She screamed already sounding a tad bit drunk. "How did you know that this is my favorite?" she said with a crazy drunken grin.

"Well you have told my about a billion times bitch." I said leading Austin up the stairs.

"Use condoms you filthy whores!" She slurred behind us as we went up the stares. I could hear her laughing and I knew she was going to be making a complete fool of her self in no time.

Despite popular belief me and Austin have never had sex together. I fact I have never had sex period. Jezabelle knew this and it always made me laugh when she says stuff like that. If any one were to know that I am a virgin at the age of seventeen my bad girl image would be killed.

Austin and I open a door. Two kids are in the room making out. They shot up shocked as the door few open. They quickly left the room. I couldn't help but laugh as I saw their expressions of embarrassment and shame. I look around Austin's room before I collapse into his computer chair and began to open a page on internet explorer.

"Bae." Austin's voice choked out. "We need to talk."

I turned around in the chair to face him. I flash him a quick smile "sure anything for you"

"We have been dating for three months."

He started to trail off. "If we don't have sex soon I am going to break up with you" he said this as he started to remove his shirt and pants so that he was only wearing under wear.

My face got hot. My eyes began to burn as tears filled my eyes. I couldn't sleep with him, not yet. Usually when we went to him room during parties we just cuddled and watched a movie. Why was he doing this? Why now? He started walking towards me. He kisses me. I am fine with kissing. He pulls me out of my seat and leads me into the bed. He begins to do my crop top button up blouse only stoping once all of the buttons are un done so that my black lace bra was out in the open. "It's okay I can do this" I thought in my head. He slowly made his was to my jean shorts. He un buttoned the top button and un zipped the zipper. I squirmed. I couldn't do this.

I shoved him off of me and ran out of the room- my shirt and shorts still undone. I run down the stairs and into the kitchen where I saw the open bottle or Platinka. Quickly I grabbed it and removed the top.

"Chug it! Chug it! Chug it!" I heard voices yell. I slowly put the bottle to my lips and began to take massive gulps of the warm nasty liquor. After about nine or ten gulps I remove it from my lips instantly regretting what I had just done. My head gets blurred. I was drunk.

Bad girl rule number two. Never drink too much after a bad time, especially at a party. Not knowing what you did in the morning could kill your rep.