Tiny Terror

Taz Twister

  "He told you to sell your spit?!" We said in shock as Zoe sat on top of her desk.

  "I'm serious! It was so scary...."

  "Stop with all the bullshit. Who would wanna buy your spit?" Zack popped off.

  "Want me to spit on you?" Zoe snapped at the boxer.

  "Zoe, are you all right?" Mira asked.

  "Wait! 100 bucks for a spit? Then maybe I should-"

  "No one would wanna buy a guy's spit." Zoe cut Zack off before he could even finish his sentence.

  "Olfactophilia. Paraphilia for scents. More specifically, they're attracted to other people's bodily scents. To them, they're treasures. Where there's a demand, there's a supply. It's as simple as that. Guys go nuts to buy it." Jace stated, and I eyed the big-eared boy.

  "Yeah, and how do you know that?"

  "You don't wanna know."

  "Jace....how do you-"

  "Those freaks need to be neutered." Zoe crossed her arms as Mira sat next to her.

  "Why don't they do anything about them?"

  "If they distribute via foreign social media, it's almost impossible to track. Catching them's out of the question. They even pop up on Craigslist as general merch, too. Nuff said. You guys have gotten those messages before, right?"

  "Someone offered to buy my stockings once." Mira cringed.

  "Same for my dolphin shorts...." Zoe added.

  "I even saw some weirdo pick up a cigarette butt I threw away." Mary piped in while coming up behind Jace and pulling on his ear.

  "Wh-What're you doing here?!"

  "Touching your ears." Jace smacked her hand off his ear, and she was just smiling. "How do you know so much about this stuff? Are you a stocking aficionado, too? Want mine?" She chuckled.

  "What're you talking about?! I just looked into it because it could be Hostel's main source of income." Jace replied.

  "Why couldn't you just tell me that then?" I threw up my hands.

  "I only looked into it because Vasco said he wanted to wipe out the Four Crews. You keep that in mind too, Daniel. Hostel is a cell within a cell. They're fighting among themselves, but that's about it. We don't know who they are exactly. All we know for sure is....that they're doing a whole new level of crimes compared to God Dog or Big Deal crew. They're not like the ones we've encountered so far."

  "....Thanks for telling me." Daniel said lowly while looking right at Jace as he was leaving. Getting up, I went to follow him back to our classroom.

  "Speak for yourself, Jace." I muttered, sliding my hands into my pockets. "I have yet to go all out. I'd like to see Hostel try to fuck with us."

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  "Mia...." I looked up from my desk to see Daniel looking down at me.

  "Daniel! Hey!" Vasco grinned and waved at his friend from his seat next to me.

  "Hi, Vasco."

  "....What's wrong?" My brows furrowed at seeing the boy's face that was a mix of worried, angry, and even disgusted.

  "....Daniel?"

  "Mia, you need to see this." He pulled out his phone and set it on the desk in front of me. I felt the gears in my head stop as my head cocked to the side. Blinking, I wanted to be sure what I was seeing wasn't just a trick of my eyes. Infuriatingly, it wasn't, and I scrolled down the social media profile to see even more photos of me.