Chapter 12

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"We could hold a fundraiser?"

"We don't have a cause."

"We could have a bake sale!"

"What are we in, grade three?"

"How about we rob a bank?"

"We'll go to jail." This was Sami and Erica trying to come with ways of how to solve Ryan's money problem.

"Well we have to do something, and Lucy you've said 'No' to every suggestion." Erica said.

"Well nothing seems right! I'm stuck here in a nutshell that keeps bouncing up and down on the floor." I said. They both looked at me with a weird look.

"What?" Sami asked.

"Michigan expression. In other words, I'm stuck." I replied.

"Oh!" they both said. I scoffed. Sometimes I think they're blondes in disguise, I would never say that out loud though, I've made enough enemies.

We continued down the corridor, people shoving us from side-to-side to squeeze past. I hadn't told anybody about mine and Ethan's encounter yesterday, I was just hoping Lawrence didn't say anything. As far as I know about these situations: once word gets out, the boy gets slut fame and the girl gets slut shame. I know right. —insert eye roll—

It wasn't until we turned the corner we saw one of the most unsightly things in this school. There he was, Ethan Patterson. Something was different about him today, maybe it was shirt? Outlining the shape of his sculpted torso. Or maybe it was his deep brown eyes that were dark with lust? However, I'm betting it has something to do with the slutty bleach blonde parasite (no figure) whose ass is in his grip. Attractive? No, absolutely not.

"Oh my god, look at this train wreck." Sami said, marveling at the pair slammed up against the wall. Neither me or Erica could agree, because our eyes were focused on the pair, I was very unimpressed with it. I didn't get it though, yesterday he was Mr. Nice Guy, now today he's Mr. Manwhore.

"Who makes out in the school hallway? Isn't that like so 1980s?" Erica asked. I didn't know which was more sad; the fact that she looks like she has ass implants, or the fact that they're attracting a whole lot of publicity. I don't get it, I mean don't they know that public make out sessions are likely to end up on YouTube or something? Then again, I don't really blame him. I mean the fact that her boobs are practically smashed into his chest, and her belly exposed, with part of her hot pink thong showing is bound to be the source of the cause.

"Seriously guys?" I drawled out, leaning against the wall and crossing my arms to emphasize the point. "What happened to keeping it PG?" I asked. They instantly sprung apart, now aware of all the attention. A mix of lusty looks and congradulatory wolf whistles sounded throughout the halls. Maybe it was my imagination, but I swear I just saw Ethan turn pink! Honestly though, is it really that hard to notice all of the stares and cameras flashing towards you? If that doesn't do it, the whispering might.

I rolled my eyes and looked towards the slut, who judging by her smug smirk, was pleased with the reaction she got out of everybody. She pressed on lingering kiss to Ethan's lips and walked away with a 'seductive' sway of her hips. I let out an unattractive snort at her, she looks like she pulled a hip muscle.

We the Three looked towards Ethan who started off down the hall in the opposite direction of the slut.

"You guys go on, I'll catch up." I said to the girls, then followed him.

Sami's POV

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked Erica with a smirk. She chuckled and nodded.

"Those two are so into each other." she replied. That's what I was thinking!

Lucy's POV

"Hey wait up!" I called after him. Ethan stopped and turned to look my way.

"You going to start following me or something?" he asked.

"Not even a lost puppy you honey." I replied.

"You only come over to insult me?" he asked.

"No, I want to know what the hell that was all about?" I said. He shrugged it off like it was nothing.

"Just the aftermath of an ONS." he replied. ONS? Oh, I get it. One Night Stand. Wow I'm stupid.

"Charming, so you had to finish the job at school?" I asked.

"Alexis is very...difficult to let go of. She has quite the ass though." he replied.

"TMI hon, TMI. So did you find the ring yet?" I asked him.

"Not yet, but I did wake up this morning with a bruise in the middle of my back." he replied with a smirk.

"Uh uh, that must've been Alexis because the only thing that I know was on your back, was my socked feet. You gave me permission to stand on your back FYI." I said.

"That sounded wrong." he said.

"What did? The FYI part?" I asked.

"No before that." he replied. Oh...

"Huh, yeah that kind of did come to think of it." I said.

"So...are you going to the party?" he asked.

"What party?" No one told me about a party.

"There's a party coming up, it's held just before the Christmas break." he said.

"Nobody told me about a party." I replied.

"Maybe you're just not cool enough yet." he guessed. I elbowed him hard in the ribs.

"Shut up." I said. He just chuckled.

"Well the party's on the sixteenth at eight. Come with your best friends and barely any clothes on." he said.

"I'll obey the first offer, the second I'll take to the trash." I replied.

"Along with Alexis?"

"She belonged in the trash before she even opened her glossy lips."


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