“You wanna have some fun?” Brittany Adams just asked me. What the??? There has to be an angle here, no way this bitch gives a damn how I’m doing!

Fine I said, and I asked the same. She told me she was good, but she had to find someone to help her.

Of course she does... I thought to myself. I asked what she needed help with and why would she ask me. Brittany has never spoken to me before. Except for the one time, when I first started going to this school. I was in the lunch line, and she was walking by. I dropped my purse, and it smacked on the floor. Brittany kicked it and made it slide almost to the wall, which was a good way from where I was standing. She acted like it was an accident.

OH MY GOD… I swear I didn’t see it …uh…

Judy! My name is Judy, you stupid bitch!

I doubt I will remember that Judy… I don’t even know you. Well, I said, you can get to know me dyke! I gave her a wink and smiled.

Okay, I guess somebody’s crazy! She said, I guess I better leave this one alone. With a breath of sarcasm… She rolled her eyes and went on her way. Just like in every school, there is the popular group of girls, which are usually a bunch of cunts, but anyway; she asked if I wanted to have some fun. And, that she needed help.

I’m sorry about before, but really; I need somebody! I need you to help me get revenge on a ---

Woah, slow down there, I don’t want no part of it girlfriend, I told her straight.

Look! Do you want to make some money or not? All I need you to do, is make Tommy Parks think you like him; and to make sure he is at the park at a certain time, next week. Do you think you can handle it? She leaned her head to the side and had her lips pressed together, looking like a butthole.

You look bitch! Check your tone, I said. How much money we talk’n bout?

She said if I was serious, I had to get Tommy’s phone number and show her that I was ready to start, and then I would see some money.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I thought. Okay, it’s on. I told her that I’d call her tomorrow after I got it.

Are you sure you can get it? “Girlfriend!” she mimicked.

Bitch just answer your phone! I slammed my locker closed and bailed. I’m sure this isn’t the smartest thing to get involved with, but like I always say, “Fuck it!” I grinned at the thought. I wonder how much she’s talk’n bout. Tommy Parks is this prick with blonde hair. He keeps it shaved on the sides; he does look good in his letterman’s jacket. I heard something about him one time, I don’t know if it’s true, but I heard he was very particular. Even the popular girls could hardly get him. So, I had to think of something effective, that will close the deal. I’ve never been that heavy in the dating scene so I may be a ‘Lil rusty. I’ll just have to wing it.

I knew when he would be coming out of the gym. I went to the bathroom to fix my hair. I like the way I have it done, I’m proud to be a brunette! I have bangs in the front but very short, in the back and sides. I think this dark mascara makes me look wicked sexy. Momma said I shouldn’t think like that, but I told her, I didn’t give a fuck… I’m not sure, the best way to go about getting his phone number. Should I be subtle, or be bold and just go for it? I’m not sure yet. There he was, coming out of the double doors of the lunchroom. He was about to walk past me, my time was running out, I had to do something! So, I did the first thing that came to my mind. I reached out and grabbed his cock. At least I tried, but I didn’t feel anything. It felt like I was rubbing on a girl. He smacked my hand away, called me a bitch, then asked what the hell my problem was. He turned and walked away.

Maybe I came on too strong? I assumed he was like every other guy on the planet. Guess not… I looked back at the door. Great! I thought, there was Brittany laughing at me.

Well well, she said. I guess you do know what you’re doing… She said with the smirkiest, rich girl grin, followed by more laughter.

I’ll get him. I wonder what the hell she’s trying to do to him, anyway?

I wouldn’t have another chance to talk to him until lunch. I walked into first period, Biology. It’s usually boring as hell. It looks like there is a substitute today. This might be interesting! Most kids try to give the subs a hard time. Not me though, their job must be hard enough, trying to get a bunch of fuckups to pay attention to something most of them will never use anyway. I went inside and grabbed a seat. In the back. As I watched all the neanderthal boys crowd into the room, I started thinking about Tommy, and what he had done to Brittney. I don’t know… It must have been bad, for her to go through the trouble of this thing, whatever this thing may be. He probably just stood her up or something. I have to say, he is a cute bastard! I can’t help but wonder about his dick, or at least, where it went! I chuckled to myself. CRASHBOOMKATHUMP!!! There was a big noise from across the room! Apparently, one of those gorillas’s tripped, and face planted into the substitute teacher’s tits! Afterward, he was saying that it was an accident because he had stumbled. One of the other guys, after James said it was an accident, yelled out, that usually when someone “accidentally” falls into a lady’s chest, which never happens anyway, but even if it did, I doubt the guy would be making motorboat noises as he’s fallen from her chest. OMG! When his friend Bobby said that; there was a roar of laughter throughout the room, James sits with his face red. By the end of the period, security was escorting James out of the room, ahead of the rest of us. People were still laughing at what happened. Fucking idiots! I whispered. The next two classes were boring. Now it’s lunch and I have to find Tommy. “THERE HE IS! I spotted him. He was at the soda machine. I walked slowly toward the area. I was trying to think of something to do. I KNOW! I’ll drop some change in front of him; and hopefully, he’ll reach to pick it up for me, and the rest should be easy…                                                                                            

OH DAMN! I don’t have any change! I didn’t know what I was going to do. I was getting closer and closer. I was out of ideas. WAIT I KNOW!                                                                                                                                      I made myself stumble and planned on falling in front of him, so he would help me up. I think I may have misjudged my angles because instead of falling in front of him. I think he turned, and so I faceplanted his cock! I felt it that time! On my forehead too!

“HEY SKANK! What’s your deal?” he said. A few people overheard and got some free giggles in. I looked up at him, I called him an asshole. His gaze softened, he cracked a grin, then reached to help me to my feet.

“That’s more like it!” I said. He asked how I would like it if he grabbed me by the pussy. I don’t know, I told him. I asked how good he was at grabbing pussies? Even though he gave a grin, I think I made him blush some. But I did get a grin, so it’s on now! We talked some, and by the end of our chat. I of course had his number. Now it’s time for that bitch to pay me! Here ya go, Brittney, I said as I held it up in front of her face. Good girl, she said, now just make sure you have him at the right place at the right time. Whatever, I said. Lemme see some money! … or some GdDamn Hydrocodone! Yeah yeah, she said, here, give me that! She snatched my phone and programmed her number. She said to call her later today. I may call you a bitch or a ho; later but right now, I was wanting some kind of pay! I told her that she promised I’d see some money after I got his number. And you will, she answers. Just hit me up later. She turned and walked away. Man, what is this bitch’s problem? Later I came home, I was snooping around in the guest room at our house. I became bored so I sat on the bed for a min. A few minutes later, I felt a tingle, could be because I kept replaying mine and Tommy’s special moment when I grabbed his cock piece, then fell, putting my head in his crotch! I was frustrated. I don’t like using my fingers because they are too small, kind of like Dad’s dick. I let my head fall back into the wall behind the bed. I did it twice; and on the second time, Mom’s Jesus cross fell from the wall, landing beside me. It is a shiny gold color with a nice rubber tip from each of the ends. at the bottom, which came down and ended in a slight curve. Hmm, I pondered… I began rubbing my feet together. My left arch cupped the top of my right foot. I try to intertwine my big toes. “Hmmm” I looked to the right side of the bed. I began staring at the cross; still sticky, dripping on the bed. I started to reach for it

HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! OH GOD! ‘OH CHRIST! GDAMN RIGHT! Ahhh... That hit the spot. BAM! I heard Mom’s car door. I finished wiping my pussy off and pulled my shorts up. I started walking out of the room. I looked down to the cross, dripping, sticky, lying on the bed.  I started to reach for it, to clean it.

JUDY! MOM! ‘Oh, you scared me to death! Judy, I need you to go to the store for me. I forgot a couple things, and I need you to get them, while I begin this meal.

The next day, I walked into the school cafeteria. Everybody hangs out in there before first bell. I stopped at the corner beam which stretches all the way to the roof. Judy!

Ms. Campbell! How are you doing? I turned to greet my math teacher. Good, I told her. I think I may have caught the holy ghost last night. I bit my lip with guilty pride. Still wondering if there was any way I may NOT go to hell. That’s great! She said, I didn’t know you were religious.                              

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