Do you guys like the new cover? At least I spelled my name correctly this time

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I walked in the door at nine in the morning the next day. I had stayed the night at Frank's house after our little rendezvous. Mikey was sitting at the table with Pete, talking quietly with him with coffees in their hands. They noticed me and looked up with a smile.

"How was it at Frank's?" Pete asked.

I blushed, looking down at my feet. I fixed one of my socks that was rolled down to my knee and ran my fingers through my hair.

"It was...nice," I said.

"Yeah, when's the next time you're gonna see him?" Mikey asked.

He poured me a mug with coffee in it, despite how much I really didn't want a mug. Sippy cups are always better. I sat down at one of the chairs.

"How is work for you two?" I asked.

How is work? Who am I, a responsible adult? Ew, no.

"It's good, Gee," Pete said. "And how have things been with you? I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever. Have you gotten any new stuffies lately?"

Mikey had told Pete about me, and Pete's pretty cool so I guess I'll let him date my brother.

"I got a little black cat!" I told him enthusiastically. "I named her Pippi! She is so cute! Mikey can I please get a real little kitten?!"

"You can get a cat when you show me you can take care of yourself," Mikey stated.

I pouted, drinking more of my coffee. I want a little kitten, but I also don't want to take care of myself. The struggles of being Gee Way.

"Are you going to hang out with Frank again?" Pete asked. "He's cute, what do you think of him?"

I blushed, looking down at the brown liquid in my cup.

"Y-yeah, I think he's really pretty," I said.

"What'd you do last night?" Pete asked.

"We, uh, we watched a movie," I said.

"Yeah? You were out a lot longer than just a movie, what else did you do?" Pete questioned, raising his eyebrows and smirking.

"We did nothing else," I said quickly, feeling my cheeks burn.

I've always been a terrible liar.

"What else is this nothing else?" Pete asked, leaning forward.

"We did naughty things," I whispered, looking at my cup.

"Sexual things, he means," Mikey told Pete. "Gee, did he force you to do these naughty things?"

When I looked up he almost looked angry, very angry. I shook my head immediately.

"I was the one who started it," I said.

"Okay, good," Mikey said, relaxing back in his seat. "I thought I was going to have to cut a bitch."

My eyes widened and Mikey chuckled.

"Don't worry, Gee, I won't hurt him, he's my friend," Mikey said. "Unless he hurts you, then he's dead to me."

It was quiet between us and I finished up my coffee.

"I'm going to the mall," I declared, standing up. "I wanna go talk to Lindsay, I'll be back in a few hours probably."

I went into my room, changing into a white pleated skirt with a light pink sweater tucked into it. I had pale pink thigh high socks with three baby blue stripes around the top of them matched with a pair of white shoes. I smiled at my reflection, touching up my make up and going back out.

"Mikey, can I borrow your car?" I asked.

He nodded, tossing me the keys. With my great athletic ability I let out a small shriek, holding my hands up to protect me. The metal hit my arm lightly and fell to the floor.

"Mikey, that could've killed me, keys are very sharp," I scolded.

He laughed, rolling his eyes. I picked them up and stepped outside into the warm air. I prefer not to drive, but I still have my license. It's just so much nicer to have other people drive me around while I can sit in the passenger seat and eat or sleep or play on my phone.

I pulled into the parking lot, glad that it was till kind of early and I could get good parking. Lindsay is here working a lot. She picked up even more shifts because she's trying to save up money for a new amp. She said she wants one of the good ones this time and not some cheap one that breaks after two uses.

"Hello, Linds," I chirped as I walked into the store.

She set down her magazine, looking tired as she raised an eyebrow at me.

"You're here early," she remarked.

I sat on the counter, looking at the empty store.

"I don't know what to do," I muttered, laying down with my hands on my stomach and my feet cross at the ankles.

"Don't know what to do about what?" Lindsay asked, sitting down on her stool.

"Frank," I said.

"Oh yeah, that cute boy you came here with," Lindsay remembered. "Are you two dating now? I gave him your number."

"I don't know if we are, do you think he likes me?" I asked.

"Oh, he definitely likes you," she reassured. "Do you like him, Gee?"

"Well, I mean, I always get kinda nervous and excited when he talks and he has the cutest smile ever and the cutest laugh too. And I just get these little butterflies and I kinda just want to be with him right now so that way I can give him a hug," I rambled.

Lindsay smiled, looking kind of smug.

"I think you like him," she said and I blushed. "Have you hung out since the time at the mall?"

I nodded my head. "We watched a movie and...um..."

"And um what?" Lindsay asked.

"And I maybe kinda sort of gave him a blowjob," I squeaked and her jaw dropped. "And he maybe kinda sort of fingered me after."

Lindsay stared at me in shock while my cheeks turned red. She burst out laughing and I scowled.

"Gee, you slut," she said, still laughing hard. "But I'm sure Frank appreciated it."

I wrinkled my nose and heard someone walk into the store.

"But does that mean that we're dating or not?" I asked.

"Well, usually it doesn't mean that you're automatically dating but you never know, you should talk to him," Lindsay advised. "He seems sweet, but I swear to god if he hurts you then I will cut off his dick."

"But then what am I supposed to suck?" I joked and Lindsay laughed even harder than before.

The lady in the store came up to the counter with a shirt in her hand. I didn't move from where I was laying on the counter, letting them do the exchange over me. I don't move for peasants. Besides, I could see her looking at me weird, clearly judging me for wearing girls clothes.

At least my butt looks better than yours in them.

I smirked, closing my eyes in content with the victory that just went on inside my head. Besides, her boobs look fake. I heard her footsteps retreat and I opened my eyes. Good, now I don't have to look at her face, I may have nightmares for days.

"Hey, someone left this here yesterday," Lindsay said, reaching under the counter. "You can have it if you want."

She held up a little rainbow sticker and I snatched it, the smile growing on my face.

"Oh man, what do I do with it?" I worried. "I only have one chance before it loses its stickiness forever. This is so much pressure."

"Put it on your phone case," Lindsay suggested.

I looked at my very aesthetically pleasing phone case. It was pale pink with white lines to make a checkerboard sort of thing. I stuck the sticker on in the center, smiling happily.

"I can just cover my whole case in stickers, it'd be so pretty!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, can I see your phone?" Lindsay asked.

I nodded, handing it to her. I looked at the little cup full of pens on the counter by the register. Lindsay handed it back and smirked at me.

"I texted Frank and told him you'd like to hang out again sometime," she stated.

I gasped, rolling off the counter and hopping to my feet. I looked at the open tab in on my messages.

G: I had a lot of fun, maybe we can do something together soon ;)

My jaw dropped and I glared at her.

"I didn't say this! Why would you do this?!" I shrieked. "He's going to think I'm too eager! And the winky face makes it seem like I only like him because we do naughty things! He's going to hate me! Oh no, I sound so eager and too clingy! I seem-"

I was cut off with a text.

F: I'd love to hang out, maybe we can go on a walk later or something? xo

I nearly fainted.

"He wants to hang out again, what do I do?" I worried.

"Say yes, obviously," Lindsay stated, rolling her eyes.

I typed a quick yes and tried to slow my heart.

"But we should get you some nice pretty panties for him," she suggested with a wink.

I blushed as she grabbed my wrist.

"Pink works with Victoria's Secret so we have all those cute sexy stuff," Lindsay informed me.

She pulled me from the cute white and pink polka dotted store into the other room with the light pink and darker pink stripes. Lindsay rifled through all sorts of lingerie, holding them up to ask me what I think of them. Oh god, which ones would Frank like?