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| 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐞 |

"Hope you're working for that grade." Jules reminds me while I make my way towards the door.

I only give her a salute before walking out of the class.

Someone slides up beside me and it's easy to tell who it is without looking because of the scent of perfume that immediately wafts my nose.

Riley blows a bubblegum from her mouth, letting it pop, before pulling it back into her mouth. "Guess what the bitch said about you."

I raise an eyebrow. "I bet it's something about my nose again."

"She called you a fatherfucker."

I stop in my tracks.

"What?" I furrow my eyebrows.

She gives me a wide-eyed nod.

I frown. "Why would she say that?"

"One, because everyone knows by now that you're living alone with your dad. Two, you didn't come to the party, so people assumed it's because you want to spend some time with your 'daddy'. Three..." She shrugs. "Well, your dad's hot."

"Riley!"

"Okay! Okay!" 

A look of utter disgust comes on my face.

Does that bitch, Maddy, really think that low of me?

My dad would never, in his entire life, lay a finger on me. He would slit his wrists before even thinking about touching me in the wrong way. 

I don't wanna even imagine how he would feel if he got to know the things these people are involving him in. A shudder goes through my body, imagining the look of horror and sadness on his face.

"We need to put a stop to that bitch ASAP." I declare, narrowing my eyes.

A cat-like grin spreads over Riley's face. "Tell me what do you need."

At the same moment, I notice the tall figure passing by behind me. I whirl around to see the back of Castle's body, gliding through the crowd.

My interest piques and I can't help but stare at him. It's interesting how he always seems to be lost in his world, overcrowded thoughts looming in his eyes.

Apparently, I'm not the only one staring at him.

Riley slings her elbow on my shoulder, following Castle's every move.

My body momentarily tenses.

"He sure is a looker." She comments, tilting her head towards me.

"Who?" I decide to play dumb.

"The one you're planning to fuck."

A chuckle escapes my lips. "Yeah, right."

Castle looks like he's about to faint every time I touch him. Fucking him would be necrophilia.

"Who is he?" Riley asks.

Well, can't hide anything from her.

"Castle." I reply.

"And why do I catch you staring at him?" She leans in towards me, her voice a whisper in my ear.

"Because I'm interested in him." A slow smile spreads across my face.

She observes my face before looking back at Castle with a scrutinizing look. "He doesn't look like he can handle you."

"I know he can't." 

"Wait, you both already banged?"

I shake my head. "No," I say, watching him place his books in his locker. "He's the one tutoring me."

"Oh." A look of surprise comes on Riley's face. "So he's the reason you skipped the party."

"Yep."

"Damn."

"Don't." I immediately warn. "Let anyone know."

She holds up her hands. "My lips are sealed."

If anyone finds out Castle tutors me, the hate they spread towards me will spread towards him too.

I already have my hands full currently with my dad's name running around in the bitch's foul mouth. It'll be harder to take care of the situation if Castle's name runs around too.

Castle's helping me secure my position as the Cheer Captain. The least I can do is prevent his name from entering the rumours. 

There are sudden gasps from everyone around me. Phones whip out of pockets and camera lights flash from everywhere. Some people hoot and giggle while others stop and stare.

I look to my side and what I see immediately has my face stretching into the biggest grin ever.

"Oh fuck." Riley gapes.

Parting the gaping and horrified crowd, walk in two fully naked men without a piece of clothing on their bodies: Justin and Joshua.

Everyone in the hallway stop to stare as Justin and Joshua shoot their irritated flustered glares around to anyone who even dared to utter a word about them.

I mentally give myself a high-five for a successful STC.

STC: Steal The Clothes

It wasn't even that hard.

I truly have some of the best people on my team. My two girls; Martha and Silva were more than ready to do what I wanted. They love being wicked little devils. They just had to lure them into some empty classroom or closet promising a good time. Then when the time was right, they stole their clothes and phones. 

Joshua and Justin go around asking other guys for extra clothes.

The guy's only responses are either to run away, yell out a frightened 'NO!', or to simply remain frozen.

No one's ready to lend Joshua and Justin a single piece of clothing. Not even a napkin.

Because while Joshua and Justin while having their time with Martha and Silva, little sweet angel me went around threatening everyone that the worst would come to them if they lent the guys even a single piece of thread.

Good to know people take my threats seriously.

"Well, now I know they do have big dicks they boasted about," Riley says.

I chuckle. "How long do you think they'll leave it hanging out in the open?"

"Damnit!" Joshua yells, slamming a fist on a locker. "Don't any of you have even a fucking spare underwear?"

Everyone remains silent, staring wide-eyed at the two big naked bodies.

Justin's eyes move around and land on me.

"Holly! Just the girl I need!" He starts moving in my direction, his hands cupping his dick, hiding it. Joshua follows him.

I quickly hide my grin and raise my eyebrows.

"Whatever happened to you people?" I make the motion of looking at them, up and down.

"Somebody stole our clothes!" Joshua mutters angrily.

"I'm going to fucking kill them," Justin yells. "Whoever pulled this prank!"

I mentally snicker.

"At least you get to show off your Manly Manliness to everyone." I grin up at them.

"No time for jokes, princess. My dick is freezing off." Joshua complains.

"Good thing I don't have one to experience that."

"Holly. Baby. Please." Joshua looks down at me with his brightest puppy eyes. "Help your guy out. No one in this entire fucking school has even a strap of clothing—"

Geez I wonder why.

"—I know you have something, so go fetch something from your locker or wherever."

"Fetch?" I scoff. "I'm not your bitch."

"Just please!" Justin jumps in. "Coach is gonna have our balls if he gets to know about this."

"You don't say," Riley mutters from behind.

"I might have something in my locker." I offer.

Justin and Joshua jump on my words.

"Good!"

"I knew we could count on you!"

I try my complete best to hide the corners of my lips that are threatening to tug up into my signature devil grin.

"Yup! Follow me!" I say and turn around to walk towards my locker.

My body stops for a second when my eyes lock with Castle's across the hallway. He's staring at me with a little frown on his face. His eyes dart to Joshua and Justin before looking back at me.

Even if he didn't say anything, I understood the look he gave me well and clear.

'you did this.'

Suppressing a grin, I shoot a discreet wink in Castle's direction.

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"Wanna tell me why Joshua and Justin are wearing clothes that I saw you in last week?" Sean comes up behind me.

A smile spreads across my face as I lean back and let my body rest against his big and hard one. His arm comes around me.

"They lost their clothes, so I lend them mine," I say.

Sean raises an eyebrow. "STC?"

"STC." I nod.

Sean's the only guy who knows who initiates the STC in this school.

His chest rumbles with a chuckle.

"You should've seen Coach's face when they came into the field wearing tube tops and miniskirts."

"I hope none of your teammates were turned on by the sight."

"Far from it."

By the end of today, people are gonna put all those pictures of Joshua and Justin in tube tops and miniskirts online. I snicker. Joshua and Justin can try all they want to get those pictures down but there'll always be that one person who'll still have it online.

After congratulating myself for my amazing brain, we walk together to Sean's car in the parking lot.

"Are you free tonight?" Sean asks when we settle inside the car.

"Nope. Same as usual. I'll be occupied for two hours."

He gives me an annoyed sigh at that.

I don't say anything to him in return because I've already explained it to him.

When I get home, I try looking for Dad, but I can't find him anywhere in the house.

I resolve to yell out his name until he comes out himself.

"Dad!" I scream. "Daaad!"

No response.

What the fuck?

I take out my phone to call him. That's when I see the texts I got from him.

Dad: went to get groceries

Dad: food is in the fridge

After replying to him, I change into my comfy baggy clothes and take out the food from the kitchen, walking into the living room to watch some TV.

It might've been six or seven hours later when my eyes are cracking open at someone calling out my name.

What...? Oh shit. Did I fall asleep?

A groan comes out of my mouth when I stir on the couch. My muscles sure are cramped.

There are food crumbs all over me and around me on the couch. The TV is switched off. I'm spread all over the couch like a starfish and Castle's staring at me with a raised eyebrow—

Wait what?

Castle?

My eyes snap up to him. He's standing in the middle of the living room, looking at me.

A lazy grin comes on my face. "Hey. Wanna join me?"

Someone clears his throat and I raise my head to see dad sitting in the corner of the living room, sipping his coffee.

Oh shit. Didn't see him there.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I ask him.

"You looked tired." He says.

"Fucking hell, I won't sleep at night now." I groan.

"Language." Dad reminds me.

With a monstrous noise, I stretch my cramped muscles, not caring if Castle's staring at me or Dad's rolling his eyes.

After being contented with my peaceful stretch, I rise from the couch. Crumbs fall off my baggy t-shirt as I do. 

"Give me a minute to freshen up," I tell Castle before walking to the bathroom.

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Words: 2,000

Date of publishing: 4th March 2023