Shamelessy Bad

9. Cat Fight

I wake up expecting to be back in my own bed. At first, I don't recognize my surroundings. A small dark human standing at the foot of the bed startles me almost making me spill the contents of my bladder. Liam.

"Fiona said to tell you breakfast is ready. Get dressed and head down to eat before it's gone." He informs me before scampering off down the stairs.

"Thank you!" I call out.

Carl appears in the doorway leaning against it. I peel the covers off of my body as I sit up, rubbing my eyes.

"What're you thanking me for? A wet dream? You're welcome." He winks as he munches on a piece of buttered toast. I roll my eyes playfully as I get up and smooth out my hoodie and sweatpants. Carl looks me up and down.

"What?" I look for a drool spot on my hoodie.

"It's crazy." He says.

"What is?"

"You can even make sweats and a hoodie look sexy as hell." He jokes giving me that perfect soul melting smile.

"Gah. Must you be so vulgar?" I giggle as I throw a pillow at him. He laughs as he throws it back. "Let me get ready or we'll be late for school and forced to skip again."

"That'd be horrible, wouldn't it?" He chuckles.

"Yes, it would as a matter of fact."

He laughs again as he strolls down the hall. I make sure I hear him going down the stairs before I shut the door to get dressed.

I pull on a pair of skinny jeans with holes going down the legs and layer a white tank top under a red button up cardigan. I slip my boots on and throw my hair into a messy bun. I brush my teeth after doing my makeup and run downstairs with my bag on my shoulder.

I take a seat at the table after getting some eggs and toast. Lip and Mandy thump down the stairs. While Lip is fully clothed in pajamas, Mandy is wearing a t-shirt and underwear. The shirt does even cover half of her butt as she flaunts herself around the kitchen. She gives me a glare as she makes herself a plate.

"You're actually wearing pants? I'm shocked. I thought the Amish weren't allowed to wear anything but those god awful skirts of yours." Mandy seethes as her daggers pierce me.

"First, I'm not Amish. My lack of bonnet alone should've told you that. The Amish don't use anything electronic, so I wouldn't be in this house."

"That'd be a shame, wouldn't it?" She snips at me, cutting her eyes.

"Second, at least I love and respect myself enough to keep my body covered instead of flaunting my hindquarters around someone else's kitchen." I snap back. She shoots me a look that would make the reaper himself crawl into a hole. I stand my ground and hold her glare.

Normally I wouldn't snap at someone like that, but she had no reason to say what she did. I'm sure now that she's gonna plan something against me to make me "sorry" but I'm not scared. I can't be. That's how you lose. You don't let the other scare you.

"I think she looks nice in either pants or a skirt." Carl compliments me. His eyes are starry as he looks over at me.

"Yeah, Mandy. Maybe it wouldn't kill you to take a few pointers from Cassie." Lip says. She scoffs at his comment and rolls her eyes. She then gives me a snotty smirk.

"Oh, please. As if I'm really gonna take advice from Daddy's little virgin."

I stare at her blankly.

"Not all of us flaunt our sexual encounters. It doesn't mean it's safe to assume that we're virgins. Some of us prefer to remain discreet, unlike others." I raise an eyebrow at her and keep my lips tight.

Lip and Carl exchange looks that I would describe as 'extinguish the cat-fight'. Carl stands up almost knocking his chair over behind him.

"Let's go to school. Don't wanna be late." He grabs me softly by the hand and leads me out the door with both of our bags in his other arm.

As we walk to school, he stays silent, I can tell he has something on his mind, but he won't say what it is. I stop in my tracks and grab his arm.

"Out with it," I tell him. He gives me a confused look. "Something that was said obviously has you confused, or whatever, so what is it?" He takes a deep breath.

"What did you mean by some of us don't flaunt it? I thought you were a virgin." He tells me. He squints as the new rays of the day shine down on us. I look down at the ground.

"I've done things I'm not proud of. I'm different now. That's a story for another day, but for now, all you need to know is that I'm not a virgin." He puts a hand on my cheek, caressing it.

"Hey, don't let your past get you down. We've all done things we aren't proud of. Hey, I used to sell drugs and think I was black." He chuckles and rubs his thumb across my cheek. I smile as I bring my eyes up to his. "And you've got the better part of me. I shower and use deodorant now." I let out a small giggle.

"Thank god. And thanks. You helped me feel better." He nods his head.

"Always. Now let's get to school before they lock us out again."

He smiles as he grabs my hand. This time I let him and interlock my fingers with his. It's not long before we arrive at the front doors of the school. After we get through the doors, I feel a foreign hand grasp my butt and squeeze.