KatyBitch

"And why are you late?" Mr. M asked with a sigh.

"I was having sex in the bathroom," I replied as I frolicked through the door and plopped down in my seat by the fire extinguisher.  He rolled his eyes and continued on with class. He didn't believe me. I smiled.

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"What are you doing after school, Katy?" April asked me.  She was my best friend.  And my lesbian lover.  I hoped she would never find out about the sex in the bathroom part from before.

"Oh, you know," I started, "ditching detention again.  Probably going downtown."

"What'd you get detention for?" April asked, raising her eyebrows.

"Giving Mr. M a lap dance," I replied.  I noticed one of those yellow flower weeds that grow in the grass and plucked it from the ground.  I started ripping the petals out one by one.

"Whoa, why'd you give him a lap dance?" April gaped, her mouth hanging open.

"Just for shits and giggles I guess," I told her, concentrating on the flower, "and I need to pass his class."

"Uh huh," April said as her confounded expression morphed into a frown.  "So, does he love you?" she asked curiously.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked sharply.

"The flower," April said, surprised by my tone.  "You weren't doing 'he loves me, he loves me not'?"  

"Oh," I said, dropping the flower that was now only a stub.  "No, I don't do that shit.  If I want to know if a guy loves me, I'll ask him, not a weed."