The Girl's a Straight-Up Hustler

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Grounded until further notice for being drunk. Nearly sexually assaulted by a classmate. Lectured beyond belief all weekend. No friends to make me feel any better about the situation. It’s no wonder I didn’t want to get up for school Monday morning.

“Elizabeth! Do you have any idea what time it is?!” My mom nagged as I threw the covers back over my head. I wasn’t really tired. Actually, to be quite honest, I was well rested and wide awake, but the thought of facing everyone at school after the weekend I had was making me feel exhausted.

“Why can’t you just let me stay home, Mom?!” I whined at her.

She pulled the covers completely off of me and threw them on the floor. “Out of bed. Now.” She stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her. I groaned, shuffling out of bed. It was no secret that I was dreading the day ahead of me. In fact, if I had to choose between going to school or being hit by a bus, being hit by a bus sounded more appealing than anything. But I was on thin ice with my mom and the last thing I wanted was someone else disappointed in me. Guess school it is…

I went through my daily regiment, but for the first time since getting this makeover, I didn’t care about what I looked like. I threw on a sweater and some jeans, managed to get my hair up in a ponytail, and dragged eye makeup over my eyes. I still looked better than I used to look in the past, but it was nowhere near how good everyone was used to me looking. Breakfast was a no. My stomach was too jacked up to eat anything. I grabbed my books, said goodbye to my mom, and drove to school.

The parking lot was packed as per the usual. I pulled up and sat in my car for a minute. Maybe no one would pay attention to me, like the old days. As soon as I exited my car, I knew that it was no such luck. 30 pairs of eyes locked onto me and whispers, just like the first day of school, buzzed around me.

She looks horrible!

 

Did you hear what she did at the dance?

 

I heard she fucked her best friend’s boyfriend!

 

No way!

 

Look, it’s that slut!

 

Did you see the pictures?

 

I think I have that same sweater at home.

 

I lowered my head and walked into the building. Immediately, I spotted Lisa and Melanie talking by their lockers. I walked over to them, but when they saw me coming, they turned and walked away. I looked down and walked off in the opposite direction.

Suddenly, I bumped into Carter who grabbed my shoulders. “Well, look what we’ve got here! It’s the school’s newest porn star!”

I looked at him. “Save it, Carter! I’m already having a bad day!”

He grinned down at me. “Oh! So, I guess you haven’t seen yet!”

“Seen what?” I asked him.

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