Spices

6 ~ The New Chic Totally Thinks I'm A Dumb Whore And She's Not Wrong. So What?

My weekend was boring. Filled with sheerly the thought of the beautiful woman. She was all I thought about that weekend. I'd think about her all day and maybe do something else while thinking of her... you can't fucking blame me so don't even start you fucking hand slut.

I walked to school alone as I had been doing in the most recent days. Feeling the nice sun. Watching as it finishes it's rising.

I don't know if you knew this but, one good thought can make every other thought a good one. Ana is a good thought and that thought is here to power me through my days.

Once I got to school I went and put some of my books away in my locker and got ready for my first class with good 'ol Ms. Camps. My week of detention with her was up but it was about to continue very soon after.

While at my locker, I heard a small voice come from beside me. I peeked over and down to see... HUHHHH!!! ANAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Can I help you?" I asked with a smile across my lips.

"I kinda forgot everything you told me on Friday and being new is really weird." She embarrassingly smiled and scratched the back of her neck with her eyes closed. "Do you have any tips for getting around here and... surviving?"

I chuckled at how cute she was. "Not much of a people person?"

"Not when I don't know them already!" She whispered shouted and clutched her books tighter.

"I'll walk you to your class. I need an excuse to try and be late so that'll benefit me too."

"And for navigating this place? How do I do that?"

"Hmm." I thought a bit. "Always be on the lookout for Freddie and his little crew. They'll be under you trying to get some pics of what it looks like up your skirt, especially since you're new. You don't have to look out for them if you want random losers buying pictures of you in your panties. Don't eat the salad. They... it's just not a good choice. Try not to talk or have any kind of social contact with the lunch ladies. The nurse doesn't give ice packs, just band-aids. Uhh... there's probably more I'm forgetting."

Just at the perfect time, Victoria came up to me. "Jaxson!" She shouted. Oop. She was angry.

"I'm busy," I stated looking over Ariana to see her. Ana peered back as well.

"I was going to ask why you didn't answer any of my calls or texts but I've got the reason right in front of me. Are you fucking cheating on me?!" She yelled at me.

"We were never even fucking dating, Victoria. That's just some little fantasy you like to have in your mind."

"You said I was your only!" She shouted through gritted teeth.

"Okay." I shrugged. "Cool. I lied."

"And now you've been fucking this poor chic!" Victoria gestured to Ana. Oh, she's asking for it.

"Victoria! You are merely just a hookup. It's called a one night stand for a reason."

"It was far more than one fucking night!"

"Because you got lucky. Please leave."

"No! I'm not going to fucking leave!"

"Go ask Grayson Paul if you can suck his dick."

She glared at me. "I bet he wouldn't cheat on me."

"I didn't cheat on you either. He's far more likely to than I am. I'm there for a good time but he's there to break a heart."

"At least he's nice."

"Sure he is. If you think he's so nice, then why don't you go with him instead of me. I don't need you anymore."