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For the past five minutes, its been puffing joints and hysterically laughing.

Brian took John's sunglasses, putting them on and pretending to be serious before bursting into laughter. I giggled shortly.

Using his teeth, John lit up a match.

I lean over with my joint. "Light me up, sexy," I say.

John lights up my joint as I take a huge ass puff. Next to me, Claire coughs the smoke up while I and Brian are laughing.

Brian exhaled the smoke before pretending to eat it. I lean back against the couch still giggling that tears are close to my eyes.

"Chicks, cannot hold der smoke. That's what it is," Brian piped up in a really goofy voice.

"Shut up," I tell him, still giggling.

John started to crack up at the sight of me.

"Do you know how popular I am? I'm so popular, everybody loves me so much, at this school," she rambled.

"Aw..." I coo, patting her head.

"Poor baby," John added.

"Five?" Brian asked John, his voice hoarse. Bender smiled, his eyes lazy and reached over to high five him. However the force behind it was a little too strong and he managed to push Brian's hand back to his forehead, hitting him, and making him fall backward off the chair, completely setting me and Claire off into a fit of giggles.

I and John looked in Andy's direction who just emerged from a room full of smoke with loud music playing. Andy puffed the last bit of his joint before he threw away the remaining bit and grinned, letting the loud music get into his head, and he started to rip off his jacket and run across the landing of the library. He was shouting and jumping and doing cartwheels, earning a whistle from Brian and I started clapping him, egging him on to dance more, and

Once Andy had made a full lap around the top of the library, he ran back into the room he came out of, slammed the door shut, and screamed so loud the glass shattered in the frame.

I got up, noticing Allison was sitting by herself and sat with her at the table.

"Hey," I greet her, knowing she probably won't talk back.

"Why do you always get into trouble?" Allison asked, surprising me.

"Uh..." I look at my hands. "It doesn't matter why. I'll be gone from this dumbass town in about a couple of months."

"Running away?"

I nod, still looking at my hands. "Yeah, it's not like anyone will miss me either way."

Allison glanced behind. "Bender might."

I turn around to look at him and smile. If everything works out the way it's supposed to, I want to him to run with me and Nancy. There's nothing holding him back to stay here.

"Andy and Claire might," Allison added.

"Claire wouldn't," I answer. "She's hated me since the beginning of high school."

She scoffed. "You're blind then," she said before getting up and walking to where Brian's table was.

***

I flipped through John's wallet as Claire went through my drawing pad and John went through Claire's cosmetics.

I felt jealousy bubble in my stomach as I saw a bunch of pictures of girls.

"Jonny, are these all your girlfriends?" I ask.

Still brushing his teeth with Claire's makeup brushes, he answers. "Some of them."

"And about the others?"

"Well, some I consider my girlfriends and some...I just consider... "

"Consider your quickies?" I ask, my voice getting higher.

"Whether or not, I wanna hang out with them."

I shrug and flipped through some more pictures. My eyes widen, but I stay silent when I see my yearbook photo in there.

"So, you don't believe in just one guy, one girl?" Claire asked John.

"Do you?"

"Yeah," me and Claire answer.

"That's the way it should be," Claire added.

"If you don't then what's the point of a relationship?" I mumble though he heard me.

"Well, not for me," he answered for Claire.

"Why not?" Claire questioned.

John glanced at me. I had put his wallet down and began to twiddle my thumbs.

"How come you got so much shit in your purse?"

"How come you've got so many, girlfriends?" I snap without meaning to.

Claire shrugged. "I dunno. I guess I never throw anything away."

"Now answer," I badger.

"Neither do I," he said.

"Oh..." is all I could say.

Claire still flipped through my drawing pad. "Seriously, Margo. Did you do this all yourself?" she asked.

"Yep," I say. "All from detention or just bored at home."

She flipped to a page before turning to show me. "Who's that?" She asked, showing the page of Nancy when she was an infant.

"No one," I answer as John answered too.

"Nancy."

I glance at him before Claire said. "Well, she's adorable."

I huff before I see John go through my bag now. He flipped through the Polaroids I always carried around with me.

"Who's this?" John asked, showing me a picture of a younger me and Claire as kids.

"Me and Claire as kids," I answer before twiddling my thumbs.

"You and Cherry as friends?"

"Hey, we were best friends," Claire said, defensively.

"Not anymore," I mumble.

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Nothing."

***

We all sat in a circle.

"What would I do for a million bucks? Well, I guess I'd do as little as I had to," Andy confessed.

"Oh, you are so lame," I scoff.

"Yeah, that's boring," Claire added.

"Well, how'm I suppose to answer?" he asked.

"The idea is to like search your mind for the absolute limit. Like, uh, would you drive to school naked?" Claire explained.

I laugh at this.

"Um, uh, would I have to get out of the car?" Andy questioned.

"Of course," I say.

"In the spring, or winter?"

"It doesn't matter...spring," Claire stated.

I roll my eyes and lay on my side, holding my head up in my hand.

"In front of the school or in back of the school?"

"Either one."

"Yes," Andy answered.

"I'd do that!" Allison piped in, getting us to look at her. "I'll do anything sexual, I don't need a million dollars to do it either."

"You're lying," Claire said.

"I already have. I've done just about everything there is except a few things that are illegal. I'm a nymphomaniac!"

Claire rolls her eyes. "Lie," she repeated.

"Are your parents aware of this?" Brian asked.

"The only person I told was my shrink," she said.

"And what'd he do when you told him?" Andy questioned.

"He nailed me."

Claire scoffed. "Very nice."

It didn't take a genius to realize she was lying, but I could tell she was messing with Claire so I went along with it.

"I don't think that from a legal standpoint what he did can be construed as rape since I paid him," Ally said.

"He's an adult!" Claire exclaimed.

I could tell she was enjoying the attention.

I smirk. "What else is there about your shrink?" I ask.

"He's married too," she told me.

"Do you have any idea how completely gross that is?" Claire gagged.

"Well, the first few times..."

"First few times? You mean he did it more than once?"

"Sure."

"Are you crazy?"

"Obviously she's crazy if she's screwing her shrink," Brian commented only to be ignored by everyone, but me.

"Have you ever done it?" Ally asked Claire.

"I don't even have a psychiatrist," she answered.

"Have you ever done it with a normal person?"

"Now, didn't we already cover this?" Claire looked at John.

"You never answered the question," John added.

"You asked Margo too though?" Claire put the attention on me.

"She makes she's not."

I do?

"How?"

"It's only logical she's not," Brian joined in.

"How?" I ask him.

"You're beautiful. You're absolutely amazing, could have any guy you want and you could be popular, but decide not to."

My eyes move to Andy before I clear my throat. "You are correct," I mumble. "You never answered the question, by the way, Claire," I turn the tables.

"Look, I'm not gonna discuss my private life with total strangers," Claire said.

"It's kind of a double-edged sword, isn't it?" Ally asked.

"A what?"

"Well, if you say you haven't, you're a prude. If you say you have..."

"Then, you're a slut," I finish.

"It's a trap. You want to but you can't but when you do you wish you didn't, right?"

"Wrong," Claire snapped.

"Or, are you a tease?"

"She's a tease," Andy said.

"Oh, why don't you just forget it," Claire huffed.

"You're a tease and you know it, all girls are teases," Andy said, speaking to Claire, but looking at me.

"She's only a tease if what she does gets you hot," John said.

"I don't do anything!" Claire defended herself.

"That's why you're a tease," Ally said.

"Okay, lemme ask you a few questions."

Ally got suddenly defensive. "I've already told you everything!"

"No! Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love? I mean don't you want any respect?"

"We don't screw to get respect," I tell her. "That's the difference between you and us."

"Not the only difference, I hope," she mumbled.

"Face it, you're a tease," John told her.

"I'm not a tease!"

"Sure you are! You said it yourself sex is a weapon, you use it to get respect!"

"No, I never said that she twisted my words around."

"Oh, then what do you use it for?"

"I don't use it period!" Claire yelled as she was on the verge of tears.

"Oh, are you medically frigid or is it psychological?" I question, tilting my head.

"I didn't mean it that way! You guys are putting words into my mouth!"

"Well if you'd just answer the question."

"Why don't you just answer the question?" Brian added.

"Be honest," Andy said.

"No big deal," John said.

"Yeah, answer it!"

"Answer the question, Claire!"

"Talk to us!"

"Come on, answer the question!"

"It's easy, it's only one question!"

"No! I never did it!" Claire screamed.

Silence passed through us.

"I never did it either," Alli spoke up. "I'm not a nymphomaniac. I'm a compulsive liar."

"You are such a bitch! You did that on purpose just to fuck me over!" Claire exclaimed.

"I would do it though. If you love someone, it's okay."

My eyes move to glance at John and when his flickered to me, I looked at my sneakers.

***

Finally. I updated.

I'm out of school for summer so I'll be updating most of my stories.