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Chapter 16 - kiss,kill:

Stacy:

Never thought I'd see the day where Monica Denver will walk up to me , in public, at 9 thirty in the morning talking about some

" I wanna lose my virginity."

Yeah, have you given me a billion guesses I would never have thought of that one...and virgin? Her? What? Are the guys blind? She obviously doesn't care for it if she's offering it to me, her sworn enemy.... Sorry ex-enemy.

" Umm, that's not how it works, I can't actually do that even if I wanted to, which I don't btw, I don't have the means y'know?"

" What? TF you talking..? Uh, eww no, I wasn't asking you like that, well I was but not like ..."

While she started to stumble over herself about how she all for the flags but she not like that personally, she slowly but surely gave attention to the crowd that formed around us since the v-word spilled out of her and let's just say tomato red looks good on her face.

Note: confirmed , Monica hates attention.

Finally when I had enough fun_ aka felt like the embarrassment she was drowning in rivaled my own when she attempted to blackmail me_ I grabbed her and pulled her to an empty stall ofc giving the crowd the usual warning to zip their mouth about what they heard, normally I don't mind gossip, actually I love being the center of any drama but she doesn't...

" Ok, explain while breathing pls, can't have a rumor running about me killing a girl for basically asking me out, I ain't homophobic like that."

" I... would explain but first, I'm sorry about y'know..the library?"

" You mean when you blackmailed me and threaten to out my very private feelings to my crush aka the tutor we both go to?"

".. yes, I don't know what I was thinking... Actually I do, my bestie loves you girl, I don't know why_ I can't see it ngl_but nevertheless he does, and I promised him a date with you, but because he's not your type or your usual kinda guy I didn't think I had a chance of even asking, not that explaining will make it better, I'm sorry about it, just forget what I said, okay? I'm never telling Kyle and you don't have to go on a date with Seb."

She's not as horrible as I thought she was ... Some might even say adorable. It's nice being around genuine people and not the toxic ex friends I had, snooping on my private shit and spreading my private info out get you one thing and one thing only... to not to be anymore.

I ain't a queen B for no reason , it stands for bitch and they definitely know why after what I done .

" ..Thank ... you.. for the apology, also could you never tell anyone I cried?..cause that would maybe ...kinda ruin my image."

I didn't cry, I was contemplating killing her on the spot but it was too public and flashy not my style, plus a lot of people would miss her, it was probably sweat but she doesn't need to know that.

" Ofc, now to the other thing...um I would like to ask how you lost your virginity if that's not a weird question?"

" It is, and before I answer why the heck do you wanna know?"

" I need to lose mine, hoped you would have ... idk anything like a specific place like a bar or a club where everybody hocks up with each other with no attachment whatsoever, preferably soon... hopefully painless?"

" Losing your virginity isn't a piercing shorty, and I'm guessing you came to me to ask because you assumed I'm experienced?"

".. yeah, is that so bad?" No, it's not.

I mean it's rude to assume but I'm flattered at least she's not calling me a slut straight to my face like some very no longer alive people.

" I'm a virgin too." Tbf, I did think she would laugh and be like you lying or something but she...

" Well, this is awkward now, I'm...sorry? I shouldn't have assumed."

As she was ready to walk away_ simple, clean, no judgement whatsoever... A fresh breath of air_this was very new to me.

" Doesn't mean I don't have a place you can go to, I know a bar, and a guy that can get you into said bar, I'll even give you a way to get the dick yo..."

" Shhhh, not so loud" normally I would break the hand that messed up my lipstick, but if she was shy because I said dick out loud, she's in for a treat.

" If you wanna lose the v-card you need some confidence, at least for tonight."

"TONIGHT????"

" Oh, yeah. The bar? The guy that allows me in? He only work monthly shifts, it's your lucky day cause you don't have to wait a month like I did the first time I went there, I will tell him about you , I will text you the orders to a successful hock up, that's all I'm offering. You wanna give a complete stranger, who knows clean or not, the cursed blood ? Be my guest but you being you will get you in either a date or an SA case. You follow my words? word for word, and you will be a free girl tomorrow morning, sounds good?"

Was fun seeing her squirm ngl, she gave in eventually, they always do.

I would have fucked with her and sent her to a dangerous bar where someone with HIV can spike her drink if she was anything like my ex friends talking to me like that but it's her first time and my consciousness is awake for some reason _ although it wasn't there when I used their skulls as trash cans_ ofc Monica didn't have a night out outfit ready to go in her locker so I gave her mine, and since school ends in the afternoon and the bar open at 11pm, I gave her my car keys to return tomorrow morning, she did try to refuse_ never had that happen before, whenever I offered them my car they would jump at the opportunity, one time they even stole it thinking I wouldn't notice my car missing, empty-heads _ I insisted, she gave in, almost had cold feet, but she worked through it.. at least she has conviction whatever the reason is..why did I hate this girl before? Oh right the rumors my ex friends said she spread about me_probably was them, liars, somehow even my awake consciousness doesn't care for them, they deserve what they got. Snooping on my diary? I had to do it, and it was my pleasure_ I kinda owed her an apology for making her life harder for the previous years, so the invite to a very high social class bar where only clean people with good backgrounds could enter.

Talk about a hock up spot for the elite, at least now even if she forgets protection she'll be set for life in the money region, she just left my house in my very blonde wig, contacts and heavy make up cause she was scared someone will recognize her, as if.

Had she found someone she knew there I would personally offer my own v-card to her best friend.

Looks like she finished her two hours drive to main state _where the bar is_from her text: "I'm here"

Let the fun begin.

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