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How I Became the School's Slut

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Hey guys(: Thanks for actually reading this. xD Every time I get a new fan I get all excited and surprised. lmao. By the way, to clear up some confusion, 'Melissa' near the beginning of the story (the mean girl) somehow became 'Britney'. Then as I continued writing I started to spell it as 'Brittany'. Dx It's confusing, I know, and I'm sorry. But I just thought I'd let you guys know since some people have gotten confused over that. But for the rest of the story, the mean girl --- yeah, her name's Brittany. lol(:

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Recap ::

"Do you wanna go out sometime? As friends, of course," he quickly added.

I smiled. "Sure. I'd like that."

Will and I exchanged numbers and he promised to call me sometime this week to make plans. I can't believe it. I, Samantha Willow, am going out on a date with Will. As friends, but still, it counts. A date is a date.

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Lunch came around sooner than I expected and pretty soon I was sitting at my table, by myself, cracking open a book and taking a bite out of my apple.

I felt someone's eyes on me and looked up. Austin's eyes met my own and he quickly looked away. He was sitting at a table diagonal from mine's. He was sitting with some of his friends. Everyone but him at the table seemed to be having fun. I tried to get his attention but Austin either didn't notice, or chose to ignore me.

"Hello there," a deep voice acknowledged. 

Jake took a seat right across from me and gave me a silly grin. I couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked. "Anything you want?"

"Besides you?" he smirked. He leaned back in his seat so far I kept that I kept waiting for him to fall.

I scoffed. "Yeah right. Seriously, what do you want?"

"What? Can't a nice guy like me sit with a nice girl like you?" he teased.

"Any other guy can. You? I'm not so sure," I said, rolling my eyes playfully at him.

He gasped, clutching his chest. "Sam! I am hurt! I've always thought that you liked me."

I snorted. "Yeah. Almost about as much as I liked that box of tampons you were holding the other day."

He turned red-he turned red!-and looked around, making sure no one was within hearing distance. "Let's just keep that between you and me, okay? Plus, I told you. Those were for my sister."

I laughed at him.

[Austin's Point of View]

She opened a book and took a bite out of her apple. I'm not stalking her or anything-this is merely an observation.

I didn't notice that I was staring at her until she looked up from her book and looked back at me. Even from here I could see her deep grey eyes.

"Dude, how was she?" a guy at the table nudged me.

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"That girl, the school slut, I heard you did her at some party. Was she good?" he asked, completely serious. "Because I think I might wanna-"

"I never had sex with her, we didn't do anything," I said for the hundredth time today. "We're just friends."

The guy just shrugged and started talking to another guy.

I finished my lunch and got up to throw my tray of trash when I bumped into someone. "Oh, my bad."

"It's fine," a familiar voice said.

I looked up and when we made eyes, she scowled. Anna.

"Never mind, it's not fine anymore," she corrected herself.

She glared at me. "I can't believe you cheated on me."

"I didn't cheat on you!" I shouted.

 I couldn't help but raise my voice at the accusations she was making. I mean, if someone accused you of this a hundred times already, wouldn't you get a little pissed? I swear I am going to kill the person who started these rumors.

"Stop lying! You were lying before, and your lying right now! I can't freaking believe you!" she shouted back.

A few people around us stopped talking and were just plainly staring at us now.

"I'm not lying, and I never was lying!" I felt like slapping the shit out of someone right now. And hey, speaking of slaps-

"-SLAP!"

I took a few steps back, grabbing my probably red cheek.

The sound echoed through the now quiet cafeteria. I rubbed my cheek, quietly cursing under my breath. That was one hell of a slap. Her hand print is probably etched out on my face.

"That's what you get for lying, liar," she sneered. "And by the way, we are so over." With one final glare, she walked to Brittany and her group, and the four of them walked out together.

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