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Chapter 9: The Plan

*Author's note*

Hello lovely readers!

I am going on vacation the 6th until the 18th and I'm not sure I will be able to update the story during that time! I just wanted to give you all a heads up and let you all know I will be trying to update as much as possible until the 6th!

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I'm back in the hell hole that goes by the name of Pacific Northwest Private, the weekend was rushed by far too quickly. But, today is better than normal Mondays here at PNP. This Monday is the first casual Monday of the year, meaning we get to wear whatever clothes we want to wear to school as long as they still followed the dress code. Most students take this day to dress in their cutest outfits, competing with the rest of the school on who has the best fashion tastes. As a freshman, I participated fully in this dumb competition but, now as a senior, comfort takes priority in almost everything. So when I was getting ready this morning, instead of throwing on my normal school uniform, I instead threw on my favorite pair of black Lululemon leggings that cut off right above my ankles and a cropped light grey sweater that hit right at the hem of my leggings. It was the perfect combination of comfy and cute.

As I wander the halls of PNP, making my way slowly to my locker I notice the girls that are wearing cuter and more try hard outfits than me, yet somehow I am still getting the attention from the guys they are desperately ogling. I roll my eyes at the boys and continue on down the hall.

"Damn Blythe, those leggings don't leave much to the imagination," a voice says behind me.

I turn around to see a smiling Sam, hand and hand with a smiling Kyle, "Most guys don't need imagination to know what her body looks like," Kyle replies with a wink.

"Fuck you both," I say laughing before pulling Sam into a hug. She always kills at casual Mondays, today she is wearing tight black jeans and a black crop top with a jean jacket over it. An inch or so of her midriff on display for the school, which is completely against dress code but, she sure as shit doesn't care.

"Do you guys wanna go to the river after school?" I smile at the two of them, "I have some things to tell you!"

They both nod their heads before Kyle adds, "Who's the latest victim?"

"Not that kind of thing," I say with an exaggerated eye roll and continue my way to class.

I'm almost to self and identity when a boy walks straight up to me, he looks like he hasn't begun hitting puberty yet and he's about 3 inches shorter than me. I recognize him but, I'm not sure from where. "Blythe," he breathes out, hopelessly trying to sound sexy, "after seeing you down and dirty with Mason and now in these leggings, it's becoming harder and harder to keep my hands off of you," he says before snaking an arm around my body, clearly trying to feel up my ass.

I grab his arm forcefully, ripping it away from around my body before speaking to him, "Listen here you creepy twerp, I know some pretty damn powerful lawyers," he continues to look at me blankly before I continue talking, "meaning if you ever try to lay one of your disgusting hands on me again, I will have five of the best lawyers in the state after your ass like rabid dogs. Just think about that before you take after the ways of a pathetic excuse for a man who couldn't even accomplish the task of making a girl cum," I finish speaking and smirk down at the kid whose eyes are clouded with fear, "bye, bye now," I smirk before turning on my heels and heading into self and identity.

Once the class is started Mrs. Gould explains to us about the research portion of the final project, informing us that a rough draft of this portion will be due in class on Wednesday of next week. She also tells us that the next few classes will be dedicated to working on this rough draft. Once she finishes talking, Justin and I both pull out our laptops to do research on the self and how identities are formed. We start off strong, getting many different articles on the subject until someone one--AKA Justin-- decides he would rather show me funny videos and memes instead of working. In just a short 20 minutes we go from working hard to laughing hysterically at drunk people doing dumb things. All I could continue thinking about was how the just friends thing was working out better than I had thought it would, Justin and I have surprisingly a lot in common and we have the same sense of humor for the most part.

The bell, signaling class is over, rings not long after and I head off to finish the rest of my school day. The rest of the day is pretty uneventful, no more creeps and no more uncontrollable laughing. When school is finally over I head to my car and wait for Sam and Kyle to show up. They get to my car about five minutes after I do and we head over to our favorite spot.

Once at the river, we lay down an old blanket and all settle ourselves down on it. The sky is crystal clear today, blue stretching on for miles and miles. The three of us just lay there, not talking, just taking in the beautiful day, that is until Kyle has to open his big mouth, "What do you have to tell us, I literally can't take it any longer."

"Way to ruin the moment," Sam speaks up.

"What moment all I could think about was stupid Blythe!"

"Excuse me, I am not stupid!" I reach over and punch Kyle in the arm.

"Right, just a different s word." Punch number 2 was delivered to him.

"Ok, if it gets you to shut up I will tell you!" I say and he nods his head urging me to continue, "My parents are going out of town this weekend and basically said I could have a party!"

"OH MY GOD!" Sam screams, "finally one of our parents is leaving so we can have a kick-ass party!"

"We have to plan because I don't want certain people showing up, cough, cough, Mason." I squeal getting excited about finally a party.

We spend the rest of the time at the river talking over plans and who can and can't be told about the party. Also about the fact that it will be hard to stop those people from showing up but, we can at least try not to tell them. I have never seen so much excitement in Sam's eyes, she has been talking about throwing a huge party since we were freshman! The best thing about this is that with the number of parties we have attended since we were freshmen we have a pretty solid do and don't list for them!

I officially can not wait for this weekend!