Written by: TVM (email@example.com)
"Have you seen, Laney?" I asked Cindy as she scribbled on a notebook at the coffee table in the common room. Hana was working on some math homework on the other side.
"Not since she left with Randi about two hours ago," Cindy said.
"They were going for a late snack and Randi was talking about showing Laney the softball field before curfew," Maxie added as she came out of the bathroom with her hair in a towel.
"I bet she shows her something else too," Hana giggled.
"They said they were taking it slow," I pointed out.
"Well they've known each other almost a month now so they are," Cindy said. "Besides it's not like they can screw with so many people around."
"Tell me about it," Hana giggled.
"And who were you planning to screw tanned one?" I asked as Hana smiled and shrugged. "You seeing someone we don't know about?"
"Chi said she was getting all cozy with Miss Preston," Maxie said.
"Chi has a big mouth, I hate her," Hana said as everyone laughed. "And I was not getting cozy with Miss Preston."
"Told me she invited you over for some cozy time," Cindy said as my mouth dropped open.
"It was to watch the Secret Life of the American Teenager," Hana clarified. "And it was not cozy time."
"Chi said she was checking you out," Cindy said. "Maybe she wants to."
"I should be so lucky," Hana said. "She's 28..."
"... and she could have anyone, guy or girl, that she wanted," Hana said. "And I seriously doubt she wants some of plain ole me."
"You're probably right," Maxie giggled as she sat down on the couch. Hana offered no reply as she went back to work on her math. I decided to go and see if I could find Laney and Randi before curfew. I took the (newly fixed) elevator down to the main floor and finding it empty though the glow from the main office told me that our Resident Adviser (Natalia Palmquist) was in. I tapped on the slide window and saw her smile as she came to the window and opened it.
"Yeah?" Natalia asked.
"You seen Laney Bryant or Randi Newman?"
"They came in about 20 minutes ago and settled in at the snack tables," Natalia said. "Down by the pop machines?"
"Got a good idea where that is," I said as she laughed along. "Thanks."
"Sure thing," Natalia said as I walked off and found the two, chatting and sipping sodas, camped out at exactly the place Natalia said they'd be. I came to the door of the small snack room and found it was already cracked open a bit. I would have walked on inside, if it had not been for a curious turn in the conversation just as I arrived.
"You said you knew me before you met me," Randi said to Laney. "What did that mean?"
"It meant..." Laney stammered and was obviously trying to think her way out of this. "... you were kind of famous and..."
"No," Randi said. "You said you knew things about me before you met me. MySpace?"
"Yep that was it!"
"I don't have a MySpace," Randi countered. "Now out with it."
"Truth?" Laney asked.
"Truth," Randi said.
"You're gonna think I'm creepy," Laney said.
"Creepy is cute," Randi said as Laney blushed. "Out with it."
"Someone on the Mintzler Prep forum posted a link to some photos of you in a thong," Laney said.
"Oh no," Randi said as she put her hands over her face. "Now you must think I'm a whore."
"I thought they were really sexy," Laney said as Randi peaked out from behind her fingers. "I did. Unless that's creepy."
"Not creepy at all," Randi said as she moved her hands away. "And just so you know I took those photos for my ex when she was going to private school in California. She no doubt sent them on to her boyfriend that I knew nothing about."
"She was cheating on you?"
"The whole friggin time," Randi said. "I was even planning to go see her when I turned 16 and well... that was before I found out."
"How did you find out?"
"He posted my pics on another forum," Randi said as Laney laughed. "Not funny."
"Sorry," Laney said with a sheepish grin.
"Anyway, I wrote him a private message and asked him where he got them and he said his girlfriend sent them to him," Randi explained. "I wrote him back and asked him how long they'd been dating and he said they'd been together for like 3 years. But he liked girls who liked girls so he lets her mess around all she wants as long as she sends him pics and videos."
"Losers," Laney said and I had to agree at that moment. "How can anyone treat someone else that way?"
"It makes me wonder too," Randi said. "You don't have another girlfriend do you?"
"Two actually," Laney said. "Shelby and Cindy?"
"Laney the comedian," Randi said and protested with a poke to Laney's tickle spots.
"Stop that Pocket Rocket," Laney said as she jumped up and backed away as Randi came after her. I stepped back into the darkness as I watched them play fight going down the hall. I laughed and rolled my eyes as they disappeared and I figured they'd meet me back in the room. Grabbing an iCafe iced coffee and a snack before heading back up to the room proved to be a good idea. I took the elevator back up and stopped cold when I came out and saw Randi and Laney standing between my door and Randi's room... kissing. I stood there for a long moment and watched the two softly massaging their tongues against one another's. "Damn you're a good kisser."
"It sure looks like it," I said out loud and then covered my mouth as both looked to me in shock. "Anyone want some iCafe Iced Coffee?"
"OHMIGOD I wanna die," Laney said as she put her hands over her face.
"Not me," Randi said with a confident smile.
"Phone call for the tanned hottie. Phone call for the tanned hottie," my ring tone sounded as I grumbled and rolled over in bed and fumbled for the phone until it stopped ringing. I shrugged and figured if it was anyone important that they'd call back. So I rolled over and went back to sleep. I rose an hour or so later, still walking gingerly from the effects of the Magic Wand from the night before. What an orgasm that thing can produce. I picked my phone up from the nightstand once I got back from the shower and saw I'd missed a call and had a new voicemail. "Who would call me and mark it private?"
"I'll check the voicemail anyway," I said to myself as I hit one and dialed out to my voicemail. But what I heard next was the most dumb founding moment I can remember in all of my nearly 16 years.
"You have one new voicemail," the voice said. Then came the voice of a person I thought I'd never hear from again. Courtney. "Mindy this is Courtney, I know this is weird but I miss you so bad I cry myself to sleep every night. I can't tell you where I am, but I think about you constantly. And even though I know you hate me now I'm gonna find some way to come and see you again. I don't know when or how. But I am. Even if you won't see me. I love you, Shakespeare. Bye."
"That's fuckin' retarded," was my immediate response to that message. "What the hell does it do her any good to tell me that now?"
"FUCK YOU!" I screamed at the now closed phone and threw it on the bed in protest.
"I will, if you will," came the giggling response to my tantrum as Molly appeared at the door. "Having a fight with your cell phone, Scooby?"
"Bite my cute tanned ass, Punky," I fired back as she shrugged and came into the room after me and chased me onto the bed. "What are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna bite your cute tanned ass," Molly said as she crawled after me and we started to wrestle. Both of us poked the other in an attempt to get away but neither succeeded.
"Huh?" Molly and I both asked as we looked to see Chloe and Dakota standing in the doorway with amused looks on their faces as they watched.
"Having fun?" Chloe asked.
"We sure are," Molly said as she purposely snuggled up to me from behind. "You two wanna join in?"
"Why don't you let me watch and you three have some fun?" Dakota asked with a smirk.
"You are not funny," I said to my girlfriend in protest.
"I agree," Chloe said as she came crawling up the bed and snuggled on my other side. "Always wondered what Mindy was like in bed."
"She's an animal," Dakota said as I blushed from head toe. "Can't get enough."
"Shut up!" I commanded of Dakota.
"And you better watch this one," Chloe said to me as she pointed to Molly. "She tends to grow a hard on when she gets really horny?"
"How?" I asked as everyone laughed.
"A FeelDoe? It's like a strapless cock," Molly said.
"I might like that," I giggled and got Molly to blush this time as Chloe and I laughed.
"I'm going to get ready for school," Molly said as she slid off the bed.
"What's wrong, Punky? You're not interested?"
"She's afraid she can't handle two girls," Chloe said as Molly stopped for a moment and looked back at her girlfriend and me before simply turning to leave the room. "She is so weird."
"And you're still dating her," Dakota said as she crawled up and laid down in Molly's former place.
"Because I love her," Chloe said. "By the way, you need to call your Mom, Kota."
"Huh?" Dakota asked Chloe. "Since when are you my answering service?"
"Since you left your phone in Molly's room last night when you came to get Mindy's XBOX 360," Chloe said. "It's laying on her desk as we speak. Any trouble at home by the way?"
"Mom and Dad fighting when they called?" Dakota asked.
"Pretty much," Chloe confirmed as she slid out of bed. "Your Dad was screeching something about your Mom's medical tests."
"She had a cough the last time she called so I bet it had something to do with her refusing to go the doctor," Dakota said. "I'll call them after school and see what's up."
"Anpaytoo is OK, I hope," I said as Dakota smiled and kissed me.
"She is," Dakota said firmly, which always makes me feel a bit better. Though it did make me feel better in that instant as all four of us (Molly now included) headed off for class, the rather strange call from Courtney crept back into my mind and I wondered seriously if I should tell Dakota. I just wasn't sure if it made any sense to.
"Hey, hold on," I said as I caught up to Molly as she headed out of English class. "Any ideas on the story yet?"
"We spent two hours at the library yesterday and came up with nothing, so what do you think?"
"You came up with a brilliant idea?" I asked as Molly laughed.
"I wish," Molly said. "Lot of other things on my mind too."
"Like your Dad causing trouble?" I asked.
"That'd be my primary worry," Molly said. "Got a meeting with our lawyer later to map out a plan or something."
"Didn't you mention that the judge over your case was Judge Lipscomb?" I asked as we now walked towards the lockers.
"I think so," Molly said. "Why?"
"Cally's Dad knows the guy," I said.
"Who do you think bought the seat for him?" I asked and remembered back to our eighth grade year and Cally laughing about it. "The guy is this old geezer with less sense than say... imagine Veronica in 70 years."
"You're nuts," Molly giggled. "But how does this help me?"
"I'm pretty sure Cally would have her Dad give this Judge a call," I advised. "I'm thinking this whole thing would go away rather quickly."
"Good advice," Molly said. "Is this you trying to be a friend?"
"I thought it'd be fun to try," I said as Molly laughed. "I gotta go and pick up something in the office, but try and think about some ideas for the story?"
"How about something to do with politics?" Molly asked.
"Go on," I said.
"Maybe someone is running for state senate and we write the details about the dirty campaigns," Molly said.
"Like write it in campaign dairy entries?" I asked. "Private stuff that was never supposed to be released?"
"That works," Molly said. "It'd be fun if we made it during the primary and show the differences between people of the same party?"
"So you want me to pretend to be a Republican?" I asked.
"And you think I am?"
"I actually don't even know enough about them to choose," I admitted. "My parents are like apolitical."
"Chloe has sorta filled me in with her public speaking class last year," Molly said. "We can figure out all the details later on. I think we got a good start."
"Me too," I said with a smile. "Call Cally before you forget."
"Good idea, thanks," Molly said as she walked off down the hall in the opposite direction. I turned and made my way down the long hallway towards the office. That's when I spotted someone I didn't think I'd see again in these hallways, Coach Rowe, now known as Victoria. She didn't notice me right away as she was escorted by the head janitor, Jansen Carilyle. I turned and watched her stop in front of the school's Trophy case and point at something inside.
"What is that crazy bitch doing here?" Chi asked as she walked up beside me and we watched Jansen open the trophy case reluctantly and hand Victoria the championship trophy. "Oh no she didn't."
"Oh yes, she's trying to," I said as I handed Chi my book bag and went to do something about it.
"Ma'am that is property of Mintzler Prep," Jansen said to Victoria as she admired the trophy. "I really do need to put it back in the case."
"I won this trophy and it's coming with me," Victoria said.
"You did what?" I asked as she looked back and saw me and sighed in frustration. "We won that Championship, not you."
"Cinderella, this does not concern you," Victoria said.
"Miss Rowe, the trophy please?" Jansen asked as he held his hands out.
"This is leaving with me," Victoria said.
"Over my dead body," I said as she looked back at me and I took hold of the trophy. "You're not taking it anywhere."
"Let go of my trophy you little traitor," Victoria said as the struggle began.
"You left us for a bigger pay check you turncoat, Benedict Arnold," I practically growled in her face.
"Give me that you little psycho," Victoria growled in a frustrated voice.
"Please stop before you damage the trophy," Jansen pleaded as he tried to intervene. But what ended up happening was a sharp direct blow to my ribs that sent me hurdling to the floor and slamming my head into the concrete that felt like nothing I'd ever felt. My vision went blurry as Chi rushed to my side and despite the blow I tried to set up. Jansen had by now managed to wrestle the trophy away from Victoria. She would have probably went after him if it hadn't been for Molly.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Molly screamed as she charged down the hall (I'm assuming to my defense) and went airborne and flew over me and slammed her body into a shocked Victoria like a missile, sending Victoria to the floor in a thud. Chaos ensued after that.
I think that was the moment I truly knew that Molly was now on my side.
"So did they suspend your dumb ass?" Holly asked after having heard the complete story of my eventful day at school.
"No, they did not," I said as Holly, Megan and Sarah listened at the front counter of Fast Eddie's Eats. "They said I was only protecting a fellow student from being attacked. They were ready to arrest Victoria, Coach Rowe, but the school principle decided it'd be best if we all kept it quiet."
"You've always been a huge troublemaker," Megan chimed in. I flipped her off as she laughed.
"So what made you decide to defend this Cindy girl? I thought you hated her?" Sarah asked. "Maxie's version of it anyway."
"Maxie is right to a point, I guess," I said. "Cindy hated me for taking her place in Cally's life and it wasn't till this year that we really started talking. And now we have to do a story assignment together and so we're sorta stuck being friends."
"So why defend her?" Holly asked.
"She would do the same for me," I said. "We kinda watch each others back. I saw Victoria hit her too."
"Did you tell the cops that?" Megan asked.
"No," I said simply as the bell over the front door rang and signaled the arrival of Marc Summers (Megan and Sarah's landlord and my and Holly's lawyer). "Hey."
"Afternoon ladies," Marc said as he joined me and Holly. "Can you bring me a hot coffee and a breakfast platter?"
"Sure thing," Sarah said as she left and pulled a reluctant Megan along with her.
"So where are we?" Holly asked Marc.
"I think we're in fine shape," Marc said. "The way it appears now is that the hearing is only a mere formality. Your father's history of violence and the fact that he's still on probation in another state makes it rather clear that Judge Lipscomb will rule in our favor."
"I do have a friend who will help us if we need it," I said. "Cally Oliver, one of my best friends, her Dad got Judge Lipscomb elected."
"Let's just go into court in the morning and see if we can make this go away without resorting to political games," Marc said. "I think it's a pretty good bet that we can do that."
"Sounds good to me," Holly said as Sarah arrived with Marc's breakfast platter.
"So you coming into see Maggie?" I asked Holly an hour or so later as we pulled up in front of Keller-Montgomery Hall.
"Probably get me some tonight," Holly said as I rolled my eyes and she followed after me as we walked inside. We found the lobby abandoned and Maggie in the office staring blankly at the TV. "Weird."
"You sure are," I said as Holly gave me a certain look before tapping on the office window glass to get Maggie's attention.
"Hey," Maggie said with a half-hearted smile as she opened the window for Holly.
"Not really," Maggie said. "Glad to see you though."
"I'm glad to see you too," I inserted as Maggie giggled.
"Anyway, what's wrong?" Holly asked Maggie.
"My Grandma Amelia is sick again," Maggie said. "Not sure she's gonna make it."
"I'm sorry," Holly said as Maggie smiled. "Can I hang out with you for a while?"
"Come in and lay down with me for a while?" Maggie asked. "It's getting late anyway."
"I got no reason to be home tonight," Holly said as she went inside with Maggie.
"You two don't go do anything I wouldn't do," I said as they closed the door in my face. I simply laughed. "How rude."
"Hey Punky!" Mindy said as she came down the first floor hallway and met me at the bottom of the central staircase. "Where you been?"
"Fast Eddie's Eats for dinner with Holly," I said.
"Take me with you sometime?" Mindy asked.
"Will Rittle Rindy be a good girl if I do?" I asked as I patted her on the head.
"Stop that," she said as she smacked my hand away as I laughed. "I need to talk to you anyway."
"Sure," I said as we sat down on the steps. "What's up?"
"Courtney," Mindy said. "She left me this strange voicemail this morning."
"Yes," Mindy confirmed as she dialed out to her voicemail before handing me the phone and saying, "Here listen."
"That girl has always been an odd duck," I said after listening to it. "You told Dakota?"
"That's why I need your advice. Should I?"
"You just got her back and don't want her to think you're cheating on her again," I said. "Yes you should."
"But it's not like Courtney is coming back or anything," Mindy protested. "I just don't want Dakota to feel weird over something that doesn't mean anything."
"You sure it doesn't mean anything?" I asked.
"If she were here it might," Mindy said. "But she's not and I don't wanna think about her."
"Me either," I said as we both laughed.
"And oh yeah, what happened this morning in my room when you acted so weird and left?" Mindy asked a few minutes later as we reached our floor.
"It was nothing," I said.
"No it was something," Mindy said as she stepped in front of me. "We were just goofing and you got all serious."
"And I don't wanna talk about it," I said as she gave me a determined look.
"Well I do, Molly Harris," she declared. "Did I do something?"
"No, I just don't wanna do that with you," I said.
"You don't think you'd want too?" Mindy asked. "I mean I know not everyone would but I thought..."
"I don't wanna do it cause I couldn't go back to just being your friend after that," I said. "Some people just can't do that."
"You saying you'd have feelings for me if we did that?"
"I just don't wanna talk about it anymore, OK?" I asked.
"Me too, Punky," Mindy said as I half-smiled and started to walk-off, "I mean I'd feel the same way if we did."
"Yeah," Mindy confirmed. "Thin line between best friends and lovers."
"Very true," I agreed. "So no more talk about this?"
"OK, let's just do it and get it over with," Mindy said with a smirk as she walked off down the hall.
"You have the sense of humor of a five year-old," I said as she started laughing.