Any Way You Want It - Journey
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I slammed my locker door closed, scanning my surroundings for Bev.
I spotted her and strutted towards my friend, a smirk on my face.
"Hey Bevvy, are you ready?"
She gulped back and nodded, "fuck yeah I am."
I linked my arm with hers and started walking towards the cafeteria.
A boy I recognized as a JV football player walked up behind us and smacked Bev in the butt, "I had fun last night, Beverly," the boy said with a smirk.
The boy's friend laughed and patted him on the back.
Beverly looked down, a hurt look on her face.
I furrowed my eyebrows, knowing of Beverly's past. She had never had sex with anyone, but somehow received the cursed reputation of a slut.
The boy started to walk away, a cocky grin on his face. I flickered my eyes sideways slightly to see Bill was frozen, staring at the boy from across the hallway. His fists were clenched.
I grabbed him by the shoulder and turned him around, a sweet smile plastered on my face.
"What did you and Bevvy do last night? Please do tell!" I said with enthusiasm.
He smirked again, "aww. Do I need to explain for the dumb blonde?" His friend nudged him, whispering fantasies of me into his ear with a hungry grin on his face, "I bet that dumb blonde is a goddess in bed." The knowledge that his friend was thinking about me in his beds made my skin crawl. I didn't think I was supposed to hear him say that, but that doesn't make it any better.
I flashed the boy a bright smile, "yes please."
"Uh, um," he stammered out. Bill was still watching the whole thing play out from across the hall. I was sure he'd smack the guy after I was done.
He tried to break eye contact with me, but I kept trailing his eyes back to mine, "yes? What did you do? Tell me!" My sweet smile almost looked evil.
"F-fuck off, Brandy! You know I didn't actually fuck her!" he finally said after a minute of intense tension.
"Well then, why would you tell your friend that? Why would you touch my friend Beverly when she doesn't want you to? I don't understand why you think it's okay to bring yourself up by making my friend look like a slut. Could you explain how there's any fucking way, under God's eyes, that that's okay?"
He tried to walk away, but I grabbed his wrist stopping him in his tracks.
I raised myself so I was level with his ear, whispering to him, "don't fuck with me. I wouldn't forget who you're messing with if I were you. Don't you dare ever even think about touching my friend ever again. Got it?"
I squeezed his arm slightly, then let go of him abruptly, blowing past him and his friend with Bev still on my arm.
The boy and his friend all stared in awestruck silence as we strutted away.
"They're both so fucking hot," the boy's friend murmured.
I turned around just in time to see Bill had crossed the hallway and punch the boy that smacked Bev's butt right in the nose.
Beverly turned around as he punched the second guy upside the nose, "stay away from her, assholes."
Beverly smiled slightly and turned to me, "what the fuck Brandy, I thought I was supposed to be the bad ass friend!"
