Disclaimer: I'm not advocating for people who aren't professionals piercing each other. Please please go to a professional if you want a piercing. Also this chapter is obviously going to involve descriptions of piercing and everything that comes with that so if that makes you uncomfortable, please do not read.

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Chrissy loved your piercings. You have so many, and she thinks they look incredible on you and add to your beauty. She really wants one, but knows her parents would never pay for one, and she doesn't have a job so unfortunately, she's stuck. Or is she?

One day at school between classes, Chrissy saw you in the hall and decided to make her move. She took a deep breath before quickly walking over to you.

"Hey!" she said.

"Oh, hi Chrissy," you said. You didn't think Chrissy would ever talk to you, what with you being in very different social circles and having very different styles.

"I was wondering, where'd you get your piercings done? I was thinking of getting some myself," she smiled. You stopped and looked at her, shocked that Chrissy Cunningham of all people was asking you about piercings.

"Actually, I did them myself," you said.

"Oh, cool! Would you ever pierce other people?"

"Um, I'm usually more comfortable piercing myself, but I guess if someone wanted one, I might consider," you had a sneaking suspicion you knew where this conversation was going.

"Oh well, would you pierce me then? I really want a smiley and a medusa," she said.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Wanna come to my house after school and I can do it there?" you asked.

"Sure! I'll meet you out front, okay?"

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It was finally after school, and Chrissy was filled with anticipation. She was excited but worried at the same time. Was this a good idea? How bad would it hurt? What if it got infected? She pushed the thoughts aside. Finally, she saw you walk out of the school doors and look around, looking for her. She walked over to you.

"Hey," she smiled.

"Hey. You ready?" you asked and Chrissy nodded.

As the two of you made your way over to your car, Chrissy could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. Truth is, she'd had a crush on you for the longest time, but was always too scared to say anything. Now she would be going to your house, and she didn't even want to think of how close you would have to get to actually do the piercings. She shook her head as she stepped into your car.

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Your house wasn't huge, but Chrissy didn't mind. All she wanted was some privacy, and luckily it appeared as if nobody was home. You and her walked silently to the back of the house and into a small room where you set your bag down.

"Wait here," you said. "I think I have some extra needles and jewelry."

Chrissy sat down in a chair that was placed in front of a small white vanity and waited. She took the opportunity to look around and observe your room. It was pretty small, but big enough for a twin size bed and the vanity. There was nothing on the pale walls but some old school pictures. Chrissy wasn't waiting long before you came in with gloves, clamps, needles, wipes, tissues, and the jewelry. Her heart began to race.

"So, I can't really tell you how painful this will or won't be. Everyone has a different pain tolerance," you said as you put on the gloves.

"Okay," Chrissy said. She watched as you took the needle out of its packaging and walked over to her.

"You said you wanted a smiley and a medusa, yeah?" you asked.

"Yes," she replied.

"Okay, we'll do the smiley first. I hope you don't mind, I'm going to have to lift your lip so I can see your frenulum."

Chrissy just nodded and waited for you to get started. You gently took her top lip between your gloved fingers and lifted it up, tilting your head so you could see better. Once you were satisfied, you lifted the needle to her mouth.

"Deep breath."

Chrissy took a deep breath and closed her eyes as you pressed the needle to her frenulum and pushed. It hurt, but not as bad as she had expected. Both of you stayed quiet as you pulled the curved barbell in the newly created hole in her frenulum and screwed the ball onto the end of the jewelry.

"Okay," you said, releasing a breath. "Look in the mirror and see if you like it."

Chrissy turned around and smiled. She decided right away that the piercing really suited her, and she really liked it.

"It's amazing," she said. "Next one?"

You nodded. "Okay. Before we do, I'm going to need you to smile so I can judge the best place to pierce you."

Chrissy obliged and you moved around her, looking at all the angles of her face before taking a sharpie and making a small dot right above her cupid's bow.

"That should look good," you said, reaching for a second needle. Chrissy watched as your nimble fingers grabbed the needle and removed it from its packaging. She had the thought that you had really pretty hands, but was snapped back to reality when you gently lifted her lips and put the clamp over where the sharpie dot was.

"This one might hurt more because it's the second one we're doing. Take a deep breath," you said and Chrissy inhaled. This one hurt a little more, but it wasn't unbearable. She sat still as you put the stud in and twisted the ball on the end.

"Turn around and see how you like it," you said, standing back.

Chrissy turned around again and looked into the mirror. She moved her lips from side to side and then smiled.

"I love it," Chrissy stated, and she blushed as you put your hand on her shoulder and smiled back at her through the mirror.

"Good. Now for aftercare. You're going to want to avoid foods you have to open your mouth really wide for, like burgers. You're also going to want to avoid kissing or any sexual activity. Wash your piercings with a saline solution three times a day until they're both fully healed. I would also recommend using an alcohol free mouth wash for now. Any questions?" you asked.

"Yeah, would you like to go out with me?"

You blinked in surprise, not sure if you heard her correctly. You had had a crush on her for a long time, and thought that today would be the only time you two would interact. But here she was, asking you on a date. When you realized you were taking too long to answer, you quickly blurted a shocked "yeah". Chrissy smiled and stood up.

"Great! Thank you for the piercings. Meet me in the girl's locker room tomorrow after school?"

You just nodded your head and watched as Chrissy picked up her bag and walked out. A few seconds later, her head popped back into your room.

"Can you uh, give me a ride home?"

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Author's Note: this was inspired by an event that actually happened at school where my friend pierced someone's septum outside at lunch 😭 Again, please don't pierce yourself or anyone else. Let a professional do it and avoid sepsis 👍