Time check:  3:18 pm

Adore's POV:

It's the end of the day and I'm at my locker packing my stuff up when Gia walks up to me with a smile. "Girl, did you see all the new kids?" she asks while lightly gripping my shoulders. "Easy there, tiger. You can take out the claws," I state first, getting a laugh from both of us. "And yes I did. What about them?" "What about them is that is untapped treasure," she says in a low voice, like a pervert. "And I want to be the first to... tap." I just laugh, because how am I to take that seriously. "You're gross. And they are lower grades! Have some class and keep it in your grade group." I close my locker and face her. "Um, excuse me. I heard a few of them are in our grade, so I'm going for them." She smiles off. She sounds like she knows a little bit. So maybe I should ask her. "Do you know any of them yet?" I ask. "A few."  "Which ones are in our grade? "Oop there is one that's skipping two grades! Crazy smart, apparently. Not my type." She sighs. "Are you going on the skating trip?"

Before I could answer that I didn't know about a skating trip, I see Bianca with that girl again. She's laughing and showing off her white teeth to Bianca. She then grabs Bianca's hands and says something before she walks away, leaving Bianca smiling top herself.

"That's the smart girl," I hear Gia say. "Like I said, she's not my type. I mean, call me old fashioned, but aren't drag queens supposed to have wigs?" I don't have the time to argue so I just nod my head and walk over to Bianca. I stop when Darienne likes arms with her and walks off.

Darienne's POV:

"Who's that?" I ask her. She looks at me with that same smile I saw that girl give her. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh,you know I'm talking about egghead who just walked away, asshole." She rolls her eyes and says her name is Sasha. "And how do you know Sasha?" I cross my arms suspectingly. "We just know each other, is all." "Oh yeah? From where?" "From the ski trip this vactation." I give her that "girl, please" look and she chuckles. "I'm telling the fucking truth! We were both at the same lodge. Look, can we not talk about this here? Your place?" I nod. I haven't hung with her in so long.

Time skip: 3:57 PM.

We get to my home and drop our stuff in the living room as Eljiah runs straight past me to Bianca. Thank goodness; hopefully this will distract her from the boxes around."Hi, Elijah." She happily greets him while ignoring my fake glare. "Oh excuse me. Elijah, this is the love I get? I feed and walk you!" I exclaim and walk into the kitchen as I hear Bianca laugh and say "She'll always be jealous of what we have."

I grab a water out of the fridge while Bianca is behind me, and I think it's a great time to talk about this; it's been weighing on my mind for a minute. "I know you're full of shit. There's more to your relationship with Egghead." I forgot her name. "It's Sasha, and no there isn't." She walks out, me following until we eventually end up on my room. She flops down on the bed and kicks her shoes off and pulls her wig off, making herself right at home. "You're a liar, you two fucked, didn't you?" I say bluntly. I smile, though, showing I was joking.

She just took her ass to the bathroom and ignores me. "You did?!? Are you joking!!!" I exclaim loudly. I just can't believe it! "I didn't say anything." She defends. "That's all the answer I need." I start changing out of my clothes and taking off my makeup and hair. Afterward I get in bed and on my phone, she comes out and sits down.

"Enough about me and this non existent relationship I have. Where's Dela?" She asks, pulling out her binder. Oh we're doing homework.... fun. "She's actually coming back tomorrow from Niagra Falls." "It's too damn cold to be up near Niagara." "But did you know she's dropping her title as President?" I ramble out as I just remember. She gives a surprised look "What? That means.... wait there's no VP anymore. So who's gonna be president?" "Apparently there's gonna be a meeting when she gets back." She looks at me skeptically. And how do you know all this?" she squints her eyes at me. "She told me?" I don't know what she may be implying. "When?" "During break." "How?" "Via pigeon. How else?" She laughs. "No, dummy. I mean, there is no good connection up near Niagra (there is but let's go with it) and we both know it. So how?" "Well, if you must know, Sherlock, she finds small times to talk to me when she could." I look away because Bianca is burning holes through me right now. "So.... are you two dating yet?" She gets up and sits on the bed with me so close that's her breath is on me. "I mean," I awkwardly look at her beaming smile. "Yeah we've been dating." That's all it takes for her to combust and jolt off the bed and around the room like a crackhead. All I can do is smile. Most would think that she's stuck up and reserved-- they're not wrong-- but she's really goofy and childish when she's comfortable.

Once she sits back down, she gives me a big bear hug. "I'm so happy for you! It's about damn time. When? Where? Who asked who? I need to know." She finally shuts up and I respond. It happened a week after the bar incident. On the way home in my car. She asked me, surprisingly. It was an arguement gone right." I reminisce back to that great day.

"That is so great. Again,  I'm truly happy for you, Dar." She then gives this slight nervous look. "What's wrong?" I ask. Well... since you told me this, it's only fair that I tell you that.. I may have slept with Sasha."

My jaw drops through the floor. Are you kidding me! And she kept denying it. I was right and I didn't even know it! "Are you fucking with me right now?" She laughs and says no. "Well then how? Because you knew her for all of 5 minutes. There is no way you MOVE that quickly." She sighs. "That's because it happened before today." "When?"
She's hesitant, do she face palms herself. "During winter break." And. I. Oop. "Spill. Everything. Now."

"We met at the ski resort--" "I thought you hated skiing." I interrupted. "I do, now shut up.

" Obviously I wasn't skiing with them, so I stayed at the lodge with my cousin, but she was arguing too fucking much to her boyfriend, so I said see ya and went to the lobby and sat listening to music.

"Like 10 minutes, I see him walk in..."

FLASHBACK:

Bianca's POV:

He's very... hairless, as far as head wise is concerned, but it somehow suits him. He's pale, but cute. Wonder how old he is. Mmm, no; no I don't, because I'm trying to be all in with Danny again.

He picks up a wallet-- my goddamn wallet-- and I thought he was gonna steal it, so I undress my legs, ready to jump up. Instead, he actually pulls out my I.D and starts to look around.

I'm not gonna let him know that he has my attention, so I'll let him come to me. And that he does. I feel his presence before he taps me.

"Excuse me." I hear him say, and it makes me take my earphones out and look up to him. 10x cuter up close.

He's just staring at me, very intensely. It almost makes me uncomfortable. Am I going to show him that? Hell no.

"Hello? Earth to human." I say while snapping. He shakes his head a little and smiles "Sorry, I just thought about something. I found your wallet on the floor over there." I pretend gasp and pat the pocket it was originally in and act dissapointed in myself for losing it. "Oh my gosh. I didn't even feel it drop. I'd lose my own head if it wasn't attached," I mumble while taking back my wallet with a smile. "Thank you." "Oh it wasn't a problem, and I'm the same way; I once lost my shoe at school and went home with one shoe." He laughs out. I chuckle because that's embarrassing. "Ok I need to know," I position myself to face him. "Do you have time to tell this story? If so please tell." He smiles and sighs and shuffles around the couch to sit down next to me.

"So--"

FLASHBACK END

Darienne POV:

Her phone starts ringing but she presses end and tries to get back to the story, only to be interrupted again. She looks more annoyed  as she violently answers the phone. "Yes mother?"
"Where else am I always at?"
"Darienne's!"
"What? For what?"
"Can't it wait till tomorrow?"

She ends the call with an eye roll, and puts the phone in her pocket. "I have to go. There's a family meeting happening tonight and apparently it's a big one. She wants me home right now. I'll tell you the rest on the phone later." She gets up and goes over to her bag and packs up her stuff. She walks out, me right behind her. I walk her all the way to her car, but not before saying "Don't forget to call me, whore." She just sticks up the finger and drives off.