yall some silent ass readers😭😭 stop it

Priscilla slammed her locker shut as she walked with Kat down the hallway.

Kat fixed her hair as boys passed their way, "That's so annoying."

"I know," Priscilla nodded her head, "they pretend like they actually give a fuck about what I'm doing. I don't even want to talk about it anymore."

Kat agreed, switching the subject, "So, please tell me you're hanging out with Brettman again. Your virginity is still intact, dude."

Priscilla shrugged, sliding the strap of her bag up on her shoulder, "I don't know, he's asked but I've just been avoiding him. It's weird to continue talking to him after what happened on Friday."

"He doesn't even know! So, what's the problem?" Priscilla opened her mouth but Kat interrupted her. "Wait, actually don't answer that. He's coming over and thats my signal to bounce. I'll catch up with you later."

Priscilla's eyes widened as she tried to grab Kat's hand, "Do not fucking leave me a-"

"Hey," she heard the familiar male voice from behind her. Priscilla rolled her eyes, taking a deep breath before turning around.

She looked up at him, placing a quick smile on her face, "Hey."

"You haven't been answering any of my texts, I got scared you like died or something," Brettman chuckled, making Priscilla cringe as she forced out a laugh.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I've been busy with family and work stuff," she lied.

Brettman took a step closer, lowering his voice, "Did you get the pictures?"

Priscilla gave him a questioning look, taking a second to think about what he was referring to. When she figured it out, her expression changed, "Oh! Uh, yeah!"

"What did you think?" His eyes flirted with her.

"They were hot," she lied again, she didn't open one dick picture he had sent her. Brettman leaned his shoulder against the wall next to him, taking Priscilla's hand in his. He softly brushed his thumb over the back of her palm, looking down at the cleavage from her low-cut shirt.

"When do you think you'll be free?"

"I have no idea, honestly," Priscilla lied once again, "Mexico soccer game this week, restaurant gets a lot of business, you know."

Brettman gave her a short nod, his eyes not lifting from her breast, "How about this weekend? Saturday night, dinner on me." Priscilla could feel people staring at the two as they walked past and realized how bad this looked. Brettman Snux was practically holding her hand, people would think they were together and the last thing Priscilla wanted was to become the new gossip.

She took her hand from his, giving him a smile, "Yeah, yeah, that works. I'll text you, okay?" Priscilla quickly turned around, going straight to her next class as the bell rang.

"Late," the teacher mumbled as Priscilla walked past him.

She rolled her eyes as she sat down in her new seat next to Heather Greggory.

She didn't like Heather. In eighth grade, after a sleepover at Heather's house, Heather told the whole school Priscilla had a hairy, you know. For the next nine months of that school year, Priscilla went as "The Bush", which was extremely traumatizing for her. While thinking about how much she didn't like Heather, Priscilla looked across the rom at Rue, who held up her hand to wave to her. Priscilla then realized she'd rather sit next to Heather.

Rue's face fell as Priscilla ignored her as the teacher closed the door and turned out the lights to begin the video. Priscilla started jotting down notes in her binder as her phone continuously vibrated. The girl sighed, putting her pen down to grab her phone out of her bag.

She gave the screen a confused face as notifications from her email came up. "(5) New email from [email protected]"

hey

you blocked me so i guess im just gonna text you from here

lol

can you meet me in the commons after eighth period

i want to talk

please

Priscilla groaned, throwing her phone back into the bag.
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"What do you want?" Priscilla crossed her arms over her chest as she walked up to Rue.

Rue was sat at one of the benches in the commons, by herself, with her red hood over her head.

She laughed sarcastically, looking up at the blonde, "Well, hello to you too."

Rue moved over, allowing Priscilla to sit. Priscilla hesitated but took a seat anyway, keeping her arms crossed. A moment of awkward silence passed before Rue cleared her throat nervously.

"Look," Rue leaned over, her arms resting on her thighs, "I'm sorry about what happened, like really sorry. None of that shit should have happened. I didnt expect those guys to show up like that, I-I just wanted some shit to get me through the we-"

"But they did, Rue," Priscilla interrupted, "Fez even warned us to leave, to come back another time. But no, like always, you just needed your drugs right that fucking second. I don't want to hear it, Rue."

"I don't want to argue with you, Priscilla, or yell." Rue sighed, sitting up straight, "I'm clean now, I've been ever since that night."

Priscilla looked at the girl for a couple of seconds before bursting in a fit of laughter, "Bullshit."

"I'm serious," Rue's stern look didn't budge, "You know I wouldn't lie about that shit to you, you'd see right through me. I'm clean, Priscilla."

The girl rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah? So, what made you decided to become clean all of the sudden, if you really are."

Rue cleared her throat again, looking down at her matted Converses, "I met someone. Her name is Jules, and she's really good for me. She's helping me with staying sober and just with life in general."

"Some girl made you want to sober up?" She chuckled, running a hand through her hair.

Rue shrugged, "I'm in love with her."

"That's new," Priscilla mumbled under her breath, taking a second. She remained silent before taking a deep breath, looking over to Rue, "You're seriously clean, no bullshit?"

"No bullshit," Rue nodded.

"Wow," Priscilla laughed.

"I miss you, dude."

"Yeah, I miss you too."

"Have you spoken to Fez?"

Priscilla dryly chuckled, shaking her head. She rubbed her thighs with the palms of her hands, "That's-that's a long story."

Rue gave her a look, "Long story in terms of?"

"In terms of, the night of the carnival I might have taken some Molly from him and we hooked up."

"Wow."

"Yeah, I know."

"We have a lot to catch each other up on then."

ugh i wanna get to the part where fez and priscilla make up buuuut that would be moving too fast but its coming soon yall i swear im just trying to figure out how to work around the euphoria storyline and make mine work at the same time