Sick, Touchy Doosh Bag She Calls A Father

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Catra's POV

I'm sitting in a stall smoking a cigarette when the middle school bitches come in and the blonde bitch says "Hey lesbian, what you doing in there slut?".

"Am I a lesbian or a slut, make up your mind blondie" I say and then I put out my cigarette and look up and shield myself with my backpack because two bitches decide to dump garbage water on my and luckily I didn't get hit.

After they left I got out and left my backpack there and walked out of school and saw two blonds and one with a baseball cap.

One of the blondes was a girl and the other was boy and the blonde girl and baseball cap girl started kissing.

Then the blonde boy said "Hey Catra, I'm pretty sure you don't know who I am but my name's Kyle, I was in your science class".

"Who the fuck are they?" I ask, pointing at the lady couple.

"That's Clementine and that's Violet" Kyle says, and I say "Hello, I'm Catra".

And then I walk off to the pharmacy because it's my time of the month again.

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