Allie Perez was new at Stamen Heights High School(SHHS). She didn't know Josie Laurence personally, but boy, she'd heard it all. The Stories about hook-ups, drugs, alchohol. All of it. Allie didn't want to just come to the conclusion that Josie was a whore, but by the things she was hearing, she had a hard time not believing the things they were saying about Josie. Who was Josie? Allie didn't know. From knowledge she knew that Josie had hooked up the whole football team and the basketball team. From what Allie had heard, Josie thought the football jocks did 'it' better. Lots of people call her a whore or a slut. Allie wasn't like that. If anything she wanted to know the truth. The truth from Josie Laurence herself. Allie looked at her schedule realizing she might have some classes with her (Sex Edu.).
Allie decided she had to see her in that class. It was her only chance to figure out who this Josie Lawrence really was. Was she really the whore the whole student body gossiped about? Or was she different? Were they lies? Allie had so many questions for Josie and only an hour and fifteen minutes to ask her, unless Josie took the bus. Allie decided to take the bus, so the whole changing high schools in Junior year, wouldn't be so stressful. Allie thought about talking to Josie about being a whore all day. While she thought about it, she thought 'if this is a rumor the students here are giant assholes.
Finally, it was lunchtime, after lunch, Allie had Sex Education. Allie sat with one of the girls in her friend, Alyssa. Allie talked to Alyssa about math homework, tutoring the littler kids, getting good grades. That was the type of stuff Allie normally talked about with her friends, but she couldn't get her mind off thinking about Josie.
"Uh.. Hey Alyssa? Do you know who Josie Lawrence is?" Allie aimed to ask Alyssa.
"Who? You mean slut face? Ha. Doesn't everyone!" Alyssa said chuckling, Allie could see Alyssa said it loud enough to where, the students eating in lunch period eight started crowding around our table.. Allie was hesitant about speaking about Josie anymore, considering the people crowding around. No one really came, but Allie could tell she was being watched and people were listening...
"Alyssa, let's go talk about this in the girls' room..." Allie said with her voice low and shaky.
The girls went to the ladies' room...
"Alyssa, I just don't know about Josie...."
*Interrupting*
"Allie!! NO! Josie is a thot. She probably has fake boobs for all we know!" Alyssa blurted out in a negative tone.
"Alyssa! NO! What if it's just rumors around school, gossip?" Allie tried looking to the positive end of things, but Alyssa was starting to get on her nerves.
"I think a boy knows when he fucked a girl... especially Josie.. Like I said.. She's been around! Stop being mad because you don't want to hear the truth about Josie.. Plus, why would you want to be friend's with Josie anyway?"Alyssa asked at first angry but then sounding confused.
"Alyssa, I need some time alone.." Allie said in a nervous tone, trying not to be shitty towards one of her only friends at Stamen Heights. She walked out of the bathroom to the Junior corridor. Allie had to grab her things for Sex Education.
Allie got into the classroom and to her surprise, Josie wasn't there..
"Hello everyone! Welcome back to the beginning of a new semester! If you've forgotten*Chuckling*, I'm Mr. Jackson," The teacher announced to the class, "Let's take attendance, who's not here?"
A girl named Melanie raised her hand.
"Josie is not here Mr. Jackson."
The words were heard very well in Allie's ears. Josie Lawrence. Josie Lawrence was in Sex Education. It wasn't surprising, since she's listed as the high school whore girl.
Allie knew exactly who Josie was when she walked into Mr. Jackson's sex education class with high hot pink knee socks, 1.5 in. heels, and a tight crock top. Allie knew it was tight. She looked very cold to Allie, if you know what I'm saying (The Author). Allie finally got the nerve to come up to Josie after class.
"Hey! My name is Allie, I'm new here, wanna hangout sometime?!" Allie exclaimed in a cheery sort've annoying way.
"Hey, I'm Josie!" Josie said nicely.
Josie seemed nice to Allie so far... Maybe the whole whore thing is a joke..
"Um.. Can I ask.. Um.... Umm... Why do people call you a whore?" Allie finally blurted out after what felt like hours of hesitation. She hoped Josie wouldn't realize how much she struggled through asking that question. At first, Josie looked up the ceiling. Allie waited patiently for an answer. She knew how hard it must be for Josie to be called a slut or whore.
"I am a whore.... It's a long story, Allie, I don't like talking about it..." Josie must've hesitated worse than Allie when she stuttered the words that came out of her mouth.
"Here," Allie said giving Josie a sheet of paper, "this is my phone number, you can text me if you want.."
"Okay, thanks for talking to me, Allie, most people wouldn't be that willing to talk to the school "whore" or "bitch" or "slut", just whatever they say about me..." Josie stopped and walked away to get to her last class. Allie called back:
"No problem! I'll definately text you!!"
Allie was happy knowing her first week at Salem Heights High School(SHHS) was one to remember.
