"PRU-UDE!" Someone shouted in the corridor as Mexico walked by clutching her books to her chest. The news of her virginity had certainly spread like wildfire, propelled by Jock and Bluebell-Rose.

She stopped at her locker only to find a post-it with the words SLUT, PRUDE and WHORE written on. She raised an eyebrow - slut and prude weren't exactly two words that matched. However had written this (presumably Bluebell or one of her cronies) was in serious need of a Thesaurus.

Leaning into her locker, she retrieved a few more notes. She'd been put in a bit of a weird situation, almost as weird as Trump's win last year (but at the same time, not that weird, because she knew how shallow people in her school were).

They all said things like prude  or loser  or skank. For a moment, Mexico was a little bit upset - she'd always been relatively popular and got along with most people (except her beloved Bluebell-Rose etc etc) so this was a shock.

However, it wasn't enough to get upset about. She'd manage to seduce Jeikeh soon enough, and they'd have sex and make spray-tanned babies and live happily ever after. Then the rumours would be over.

If she was able to pick up enough courage to ask him out - ugh, Mexico stared at herself in her little pink mirror hanging on the inside of her locker, and realised she was slowly turning into a true teen fiction main character.

Shaking her head at herself, Mexico shoved all her books in and closed her locker only to find herself face to face with Pencil Smith, renowned pervert but not that bad looking either...

"Hey, Mexicooo." He said with a smirk. Mexico couldn't help but shudder. His voice was just... abhorrent. It made her skin crawl - it felt like she currently had lots of very small mice running around under her arms. "I've heard you've got a little problem that needs dealing with..."

For a moment, Mexico almost gave in, then shook her head.

"Oh, piss off, Pencil." Mexico she sighed to herself. Someone put a hand on her shoulder and she turned to see Barbara-Ann.

"Hey, Pencil, I have a question for you?" She said with a wide smirk.

"Yes, I will fuck you if you ask nicely." He winked. Barbara-Ann took a step closer, putting a hand on his chest. Pencil smirked widely at her, diverting his attention from Mexico's white, blond hotness to Barbara-Ann's equally spicy dark girl hotness.

"Does your dick reach your asshole?"

"Oh, yeah, and way beyond ;)." Pencil said, and for a moment Mexico blinked in surprise - how had he managed to say ;) out loud?

Barbara-Ann however was unfazed, and leaned closer to him.

"Then go fuck yourself!" She exclaimed triumphantly, throwing her hands in the air like she just didn't care. Mexico screamed in laughter, and both girls retreated down the hallway, giggling and making fun of Pencil as they went.

One of the freshmen that had heard the exchange started making air-horn noises loudly, a couple of others joining in. Pencil scowled and slunk off, determined to get revenge on the spicy chocolatey mama that had dared insult him like that.

Still sniggering, the girls made their way outside onto the school's extensive grounds, heading to the mound of grass beside the amphitheatre they usually sat and ate their lunch at if the weather was good.

"What did you get on the English essay?" Mexico asked Ann as they sat down, their heads lolling as they faced the sun. Mexico always tried her hardest to get a tan in a natural way - however this usually resulted in her being incredibly pale during the winter and incredibly tanned during the summer. Now February was approaching fast and she looked like death incarnated.

"98%."

"I got 56%." Mexico shrugged, not caring in the least. For someone who mocked Bluebell-Rose with the words "when you fail" very often, Mexico wasn't that good at school. In fact, Bluebell-Rose had gotten 78% on that assignment and generally did better than Mexico.

"You'll improve, don't worry."

"I don't have that long... Oh well. I can always become a stripper, huh?"

"Yeah, about that..." Barbara-Ann eyed her friend's figure uncertaintly. "I was thinking..."

Mexico turned up to look at her but caught the glare of the sun right on, and was forced to squint. She looked like a toad.

"Anyway, I was thinking..." Barbara-Ann smiled kindly at her friend, but Mexico was sat obliviously looking at a picture of Cole Sprouse in a wheat field dressed in jean overalls on her phone.

"Don't you think he's insanely  hot?"

Barbara-Ann retched then righted herself quickly. "Um, sort of."

Mexico smiled warmly at her screen, then locked her phone, looking up at her friend. "What were you thinking, Babs?"

"Well I can't help but feel sorry for you, with the whole prude shit going on all day, it's kind of mean."

"Yeah, but it's okay, it's not such a big deal... I guess."

"Anyway, I was thinking of how to stop it..." Barbara-Ann continued. "Because you're my friend and I don't like watching you get bullied."

"Aww, that's so sweet of you!" Mexico grinned. "Does it involve getting drunk?"

"Not exactly-"

Mexico sat back on the grass, looking up at the blinding sunlight with a bored expression. "I'm out."

"Okay, sure, we'll get drunk!"

"Cool, then what?" Mexico asked as she sat back up.

"Well, I was going to propose a challenge..." Barbara-Ann grimaced. "We see who can get a date faster and who can get someone to go out with them as boyfriend and girlfriend faster."

"Does Jeikeh count?"

"Yeah, sure, if that's who you're targeting..."

"You want to do this?"

Barbara-Ann forced a smile. "Yeah, it'll be fun, surely."

"It will!" Mexico grinned widely to herself. "Jeikeh..." She said dreamily, her eyes fluttering shut in ecstasy and joy and Barbara-Ann couldn't help but cringe. When Mexico turned to look at her with a confused and hurt look, she pretended to be warding off a bug.

"Who will you go out with, though?" Mexico mused, tapping her chin with her forefinger. "Is there even any boy that you find attractive? You always seem so disgusted when you talk about them."

"I'm not disgusted" said Barbara-Ann with a suspicious amount of defensiveness in her voice. "I'm sure there are some that are... cute."

"Cute. " mimicked Mexico, with a light laugh and a toss of her head. "Oh darling, you're adorable."

Barbara rolled her eyes, shaking her head but flushed at the same time; then cast a quick glance at Alisha Tried who was sitting on a bench a few feet away. However, the skipping of her eyes didn't go unnoticed by Mexico, who turned away from from the sunlight and looked over at the group of giggling girls who had obviously attracted her friend's attention in confusion.

"What are you staring at?" She asked.

"Um, nothing." said Barbara-Ann, blinking rapidly.

"Were you staring at Alisha's ass?"

Barbara-Ann snorted, but her voice trembled a little. "Why would I?"

"Um, because it's perfect." Mexico made a duh motion with her hands and rolled her eyes. "I'm so jealous. God I wish I had that."

"Mhhh"  Barbara-Ann mumbled, nodding. "Yeah. I'm super jealous.." she said with vigor. "Too." she added feebly.

Mexico shook her head in a my friend is strange kind of way. "Anyway, so what does the winner of your proposed challenge get?"

Barbara-Ann thought for a minute. She hadn't considered this, and only now realised she might have to sacrifice a bar of chocolate as a prize. Still, it was a price she was willing to pay if it meant Mexico wouldn't get bullied anymore.

She shrugged. "I don't know."

"Ok, how about", Mexico began with a cheeky grin. Oh shit, thought Barbara-Ann, but she nodded to indicate her friend should continue with her proposition. "How about, if you win, I have to do anything you say, and vice versa."

Barbara-Ann looked uncomfortable all of a sudden, she felt an unusual stirring in her lower abdomen. Guilt, excitement, awkwardness, all rolled into one. She laughed nervously. "I'm down, Mex, you'd better prepare."

Mexico gave a throaty laugh, sending Barbara-Ann's nerves into overdrive as she said "Is that so? Kinky."

Of course she was joking, so Barbara-Ann just laughed it off with her. Mexico turned back towards the cool February sunshine with a self-satisfied air and Barbara-Ann rummaged in her bag, then pulled out a notebook, in which she discreetly jotted down something.

"What are you doing?" demanded Mexico, turning back towards her friend with the amount of curiosity her mom had shown when she'd heard a whiff  that Mexico was hanging out with a BERNIE SUPPORTER, (RJ) though admittedly with less horror in her voice.

Barbara-Ann flipped the page faster than Donald Trump in bed.

"I'm.. uhh.." she started scribbling on the new page, then held it up for Mexico's inspection. "Writing down things I need to pack for the road trip."

Mexico stared at the page, which was empty except for the word "Socks" scribbled hastily in the middle.

"Why... Uh-" Mexico tried to make sense of this sudden packing frenzy for a trip they wouldn't be going on for another five months.

Barbara-Ann snapped the notebook shut and cleared her throat, climbing to her feet as she did so.

"I have to get to class, Mex." she said regretfully. "And you should too."

"But the sun's so nice! I'm getting so tan!" Mexico spread out even more and smiled into the light.

Barbara-Ann rolled her eyes and bent down to tickle her friend. Mexico squealed and squirmed. "Oh my god! I'm getting up! You bitch!"

Ann laughed and gave her a small shove. "Come on, stupid. We're going to Math."

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