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[color=#2e2c2c]x[/color][/cell][/row][/table][indent]They had no time to waste. Joy made sure right before she headed off to sleep Friday night, she texted her best friend for an emergency date. The emergency was she needed help impressing Damian because they were going to stay at Hotel Millenium, the one owned by the Lovelace family, from Saturday evening to Monday morning. She honestly couldn’t believe it, but here she was right when the mall opened, in a dressing room within Urban Outfitters. She had to get outfits, a formal dress, a new bathing suit, and something ‘special’ as Katie put it. 

Staring at herself in the mirror, she called out to the blonde bombshell she was lucky enough to call her friend, [b][color=#6174ff]“Katie, I… [/color][/b][url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/08/d1/a708d12d4a514a847d81fab64b8377c9.jpg]this[/url] [b][color=#6174ff]makes me feel like I should go back in time and dance next to Britney Spears in Baby One More Time.” [/color][/b]If she showed anymore skin, she’d become somebody’s fetish. Hell, this outfit [i]looked [/i]like it should be in a fetish magazine. It didn’t help that today out of all days her hair was in two french braids, thanks to her Mitty, which added to that whole ‘school girl’ vibe. By the time she’d be on her date, she can free her hair and have crazy waves. Kylie said that wild, ‘pullable’ hair would definitely get Damian hooked. 

Why would he need to pull her hair?!  

Shyly, she stepped out to show the plaid skirt look. Honestly, she’d be lying if she said this didn’t make her feel good. Katie was able to pick the right pieces to suit her form and she kind of felt [i]sexy[/i]. Turning to the bigger mirror in the lounge area, stepping onto the platform, she tugged at one of her braids, [b][color=#6174ff]“...yes or no?”[/color] [/b]

Katie eyed her friend, scanning her up and down as she took in this bold new outfit choice. She stood up, and made a slow circle around Joy. She stopped, and looked Joy in the eyes, intense as ever. [b][color=#ba314c]“Joy, I’m being completely honest right now, that is the sexiest fucking skirt I’ve ever seen. Please buy it!”[/color][/b] Katie grinned and spun around to look at their reflections in the mirror. [b][color=#ba314c]“There’s no fucking way, Damian will be able to think about literally anything else! If I had a dick, it’d be painfully hard by now,”[/color][/b] Katie said, laughing and slinging an arm around her friend’s shoulder.

[b][color=#6174ff]“Aw. I’m in lesbians with you too.” [/color][/b]Joy teased before spinning around, letting the skirt fly in the air. Yeah, Katie was right. She was fucking hot and there was no way he could resist! [b][color=#6174ff]“Okay that makes one outfit, I guess I’ll try on the next thing… I wish you tried on things with me! This is so embarrassing.” [/color][/b]Joy retreated back into the dressing room and undressed herself. Fortunately, she’s been saving her allowance for a long time because, really, she’s never done much aside from go on adventures with Katie, which rarely were pricey. While she started putting on her next outfit, she asked, [b][color=#6174ff]“I’m not being dumb, right? Like… I never thought I’d [i]want [/i]to lose my virginity… with Damian!” [/color][/b]

Surreal. 

Was this actually going to happen? Two weeks ago, she and the Elite King barely talked to each other and now? She was getting clothes that basically said: FUCK ME. [b][color=#6174ff]“I wish I knew what I was getting myself into. Like, does it hurt? Will I cry? Should I quit while I’m ahead?” [/color][/b]Sex was a daunting subject to say the least. As much as she was hopeful for her wise friend to know things, Katie probably wouldn’t know how to answer these questions. How could she? For as long as she knew her friend, love and men were the enemy. 

Katie chewed on her lip, contemplating whether or not this was the time for the big reveal. So much would change once everyone knew. Right now, it could be just her and Scott, but when they were walking down the halls hand in hand? She didn’t want to be the next Trixie Kingsley, having her breakup broadcasted throughout the school. She also didn’t want to be sneaking around all the time, hiding Scott from her friends. She sighed, and decided there would never be a better time. 

[b][color=#ba314c]“So, like, for me, it wasn’t that bad. I mean, definitely some discomfort, but after a minute or two, it was like, really good. If Damian’s dick is as big as I think it is though, and let’s be honest, that dude has to be packing heat, then you’ll probably want some lube,”[/color][/b] Katie said, looking up at Joy’s dressing room door.

A moment of shock washed over Joy’s face. Only half dressed, with her bottom on, not her top, the dressing door flew open. She finished putting her [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5b/da/45/5bda45d5bed56d7495367428da615583.jpg]top[/url] on, while intensely inquiring and stepping out in the lounge, [b][color=#6174ff]“Excuse me, what?” [/color][/b]Did she hear right? Did she hear that Katie Callaghan had the sexs? When her top was adjusted and fully on, she didn’t bother looking in the mirror. Instead, she kept her wide eyes on her best friend, [b][color=#6174ff]“YOU had the dick? Scott’s dick no less?!!” [/color][/b]

Katie giggled as her cheeks turned red. A few other customers that were in the fitting lounge looked over at the duo, but they kept their thoughts to themselves. Looking up at her friend, she chewed her lip and nodded in confirmation. [b][color=#ba314c]“Yeah, I know, but like, I don’t know. It just sort of happened the other night. He picked me up, and we went up to Mulholland Drive and watched the stars, and then he told me about how his dad literally kicked him out for not taking me on a date which obviously pissed me off because who the fuck does that! So I made him take me to his house and I chewed his dad out and then, one thing led to another, and well...sex.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#6174ff]“WHAT THE FUCK, KATIE?!” [/color][/b]The customers around them glared, one even going out of their way to hush them. [b][color=#6174ff]“Sorry, but whatever.” [/color][/b]Joy brushed off the other people and focused on what mattered. Her best friend. [b][color=#6174ff]“So you’re telling me it just happened and I’ve been trying to have sex with Damian since the New Years Party and STILL haven’t?” [/color][/b]At this point, she was inches away from her friend. She rested the back of her hand on Katie’s forehead to check if the blonde babe was burning, [b][color=#6174ff]“Dude, is this really you?” [/color][/b]Shooketh. That’s what she was. 

Pause. 

This turned into her giggling and pulling Katie into an embrace, [b][color=#6174ff]“This is honestly… [i]weird[/i]. Don’t you think? You and me… wanting… romance and everything that comes with it. We’re the type of girls to swear off men. Now you, Miss Fuck-Your-Shit-and-Opinions Drama Goddess is getting pussy licked by Scotty-boy and I’m about to get a big [i]package [/i]from the Elite King. How… how does that even happen?” [/color][/b]Love and lust were the two subjects she would never completely understand. She was smart but these two matters revolved around emotions and it doesn’t take brains to understand that. Sure, you can be as rational as you choose to be, but at the end of the day, the heart wants what the heart wants. And that’s something you have to convince your mind to trust. 

[b][color=#ba314c]“My guess? God is hell bent on making our lives as absurd as possible,”[/color][/b] Katie said, amusement pulling the corners of her mouth into a smirk. Katie didn’t understand her emotions any better than Joy did. In her defense, she was a bit of a whirlwind. All she knew was that fighting with Scott had felt good, but making out with Scott felt even better. The transition was strange, jarring almost, but not altogether unwelcome. [b][color=#ba314c]“Luckily though, God gave us two of the finest men in Beverly Hills. Which reminds me! We need something, for under that outfit,”[/color][/b] Katie said, gesturing to Joy’s schoolgirl get up.

[b][color=#6174ff]“...oh? Like what?” [/color][/b][/indent]
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[indent]Somehow Urban Outfitters led to Victoria Secrets and once again, Joy was in a dressing room while Katie waited for her in the [url=http://www.hotelresidencia.com/cloud-cdn/2016/06/26/victoria-secret-closet.jpg]lounge[/url]. By this point, Joy had gotten everything but the most important thing, as Katie put it. Now, it was time to get [i]lingerie. [/i]Looking at herself, her embarrassed cheeks peeking champagne pink, Joy called out, [b][color=#6174ff]“I don’t know... aren’t we doing too much? Isn’t this all going to be taken off anyways?” [/color][/b]How could she step outside to show her! This was unbelievably revealing and her body was nothing like Ophelia Brycen’s. 

Katie rolled her eyes. [b][color=#ba314c]“Joy, your pussy is a present. This is like the ribbon on top,”[/color][/b] Katie said, grinning with pride at her metaphor. Truth be told, she’d been wearing pretty normal underwear when she’d been with Scott, but Joy’s situation was different. Damian was probably preparing himself, doin whatever boys did before sex, so Joy had to reciprocate. If Joy couldn’t do it alone, then Katie was perfectly happy to grant her the wisdom of a girl who’d lost her virginity not even two days ago.

Poking her head out the door, to make sure no one else was in the general vicinity, Joy took a deep breath in, before stepping out and revealing [url=https://www.thelingerieaddict.com/wp-content/uploads/victorias_secret_designer_collection_unlined-lace-babydoll.jpg]one[/url] out of two lingerie garments she would probably buy today. She couldn’t help but look away from her friend and mumble, [b][color=#6174ff]“I’m a goddamn slut.” [/color][/b]This felt all too much, like what if she was [i]trying [/i]too hard? What if Damian didn’t like any of this?! What if this was all for nought and somehow they’d get cockblocked again?! Preparing for sex was terribly, and utterly, exhausting. When Katie didn’t respond immediately, Joy rushed to her purse which was beside her friend and took out her rubix cube. To get her mind off the embarrassment, she started turning it. [b][color=#6174ff]“What if I suck? What if after this he doesn’t love and like me anymore?”[/color][/b] 

[b][color=#ba314c]“Joy, calm down,” [/color][/b]Katie said, standing up and going over to her scantily clad friend. [b][color=#ba314c]“If Damian dumps you just because you’re shit in bed, then he’s an asshole, and you’ll be dodging a major bullet. However, you won’t be shit in bed, because it’s easy. You just gotta...go with the flow,”[/color][/b] Katie’s hands gestured haphazardly in an attempt to portray the flow. [b][color=#ba314c]“You are gonna blow his socks off, I promise.”[/color][/b] Katie took Joy into a hug and squeezed gently, as if she could somehow expel Joy’s anxiety with some added pressure.

[b][color=#6174ff]“Yeah, you’re right. I can do this. I have some of the best genes in me. It’ll just come naturally. Like water. Flowin’.” [/color][/b]Joy tried to convince herself. This was all getting to her head because who actually plans to have sex like this? She would’ve been fine losing her virginity this whole week when they just so happened to be making out, but here she was shopping for sexy time garments for a weekend getaway at the Lovelace brand hotel. [b][color=#6174ff]“Okay, okay. Enough about sex! Let’s talk about… school. How do you feel about Jamie’s article? Do you think he did a good thing?” [/color][/b]Seeing how Owen was basically a brother to Joy, and Jamie WAS Katie’s brother, this was kind of unfortunate. 

Kylie Lyon and Jude Darling were best friends since birth, so it was natural Joy was attached to Owen in a family sense. She couldn’t help but foresee Owen’s reaction and how unpleasant it probably was - thankfully, he had Trixie back. The medicine to his rage. She didn’t want to step on toes, though, especially not Katie’s, even if Joy worried Jamie’s ambition was treading dangerous waters. Pulling out of the embrace, she hugged herself, covering her skin, trying to focus on the new subject at hand, although it wasn’t the safest subject to approach. As best friends, she believed they could talk about anything, no matter how opinionated and biased they both were on the matter. This was honestly the first thing that came to her mind, that wasn’t Damian’s dick related. 

A sigh slipped from Katie’s lips as she turned her face away from Joy. The pair of them usually weren’t involved in school politics, but this week had them on opposite sides. She knew very well how Joy felt about Owen Lyon, but Jamie was her brother. She had to stand by him right now, especially since it seemed like no one else was going to. [b][color=#ba314c]“He’s my brother, Joy. Do I think it was a good thing? No not really. There were better ways he could’ve gone about it, but if you ask me, he didn’t do anything that I wouldn’t have done in his position. His methods were dubious, but they almost always have been. The fact of the matter is, Hailey Green is dethroned, Owen and Trixie are back together, and soon we’ll all be bowing to a new overlord in Louboutin heels.” [/color][/b]

Joy held her tongue. Just because Jamie was known for being ‘dubious’ did not excuse his actions for getting involved in other people’s businesses and telling the whole world about it. She couldn’t blame Katie for supporting him, he was her brother, but it was useless to justify what he did. Owen and Trixie would’ve gotten back together, in their own time. Trixie couldn’t stop thinking about him, to the point that it drove her to drink, and he obsessively wanted to get her back, where he never failed to remind her that he was still there. ALIVE. Waiting for her. 

In addition, Hailey was already out of the picture before the article because all her care and pent up aggression went directed to Hana Park rather than the school. Joy was getting annoyed and the best route would’ve been to change the subject, but Katie should hear her out, [b][color=#6174ff]“That little support you give to him, that Marshall gives to him - will that make him think twice next time? Fool me once, shame on you; Fool me twice, shame on me; Fool me three times, well that just makes him a jerk and us stupid. He cornered wounded people and poured gasoline on a fire that was burning out. Fighting fire with fire will only start a bigger fire. All for what? So he can have the school newspaper? He isn’t a saint, Katie. He didn’t ‘save’ the school. Like you said, there will be another bitch wanting the ‘throne’ and like cowards, everyone let’s it happen.” [/color][/b]

Putting distance between her and her friend, Joy felt like she needed to change back into her clothes. She was kind of over this shopping date. [b][color=#6174ff]“And honestly? I doubt his precious paper will last till the end of the semester, especially with the Morning Show growing, and our infamous Weekend Warrior with hit articles. No strict guidelines. Owen is an asshole, who can’t control his temper,  but he did A LOT for your brother. I doubt you would want your relationship with Scott to be published and twisted. HEADLINER. Scott Lyon was so desperate to get a good fuck in, so he settled with the ‘trying too hard to be Shauna’ ‘dimwited bitch’.” [/color][/b]She quoted the main thing people say about her friend, as well as something Katie told her that Scott called her, which would’ve been used in a gossiper’s paper. Clickbait. [i]Things[/i] people would’ve heard from this cesspool of a school.  

At the dressing room door now, Joy shook her head. This was the first time she felt it necessary to speak her mind, no filter. [b][color=#6174ff]“At least, he owns up to that shit. No one seems to remember HE was the only reason us ‘peasants’ didn’t get shoved into lockers or left with a black eye from those high horse ‘popular’ kids who think they’re ‘better’ than us. If people want to make a positive change, they need to actually show they fucking care about everyone and not themselves. They need to make a statement and not try to run the whole show. But no. Accepting bad behavior and letting it continue is the route everyone chooses to go. RIGHT. ” [/color][/b]Frustrated, Joy closed herself into the dressing room, locking it behind her. She was suddenly realizing how… honestly brutal she was and probably to the wrong person. 

Katie sat in the dressing room lounge, mouth agape. Joy had never been prone to outbursts, in fact, that was the most confrontation they’d ever had. Unfortunately, Katie very much [i]was[/i] prone to outbursts. [b][color=#ba314c]“You think Marshall is supporting him? Marshall was just as pissed as everyone else!” [/color][/b]Katie shouted, storming up to the dressing room door, arms crossed as if she could lock her rage inside of her. Spoiler alert: she couldn’t. [b][color=#ba314c]“Jamie didn’t twist anything. He told the truth, straight from Trixie’s mouth. He [i]doesn’t[/i] fucking lie Joy. Owen’s not a goddamn saint either. Newsflash, none of us are.”[/color][/b] Katie harrumphed, and for a moment, it seemed like she might be done, until another stream of anger poured from her mouth. 

[b][color=#ba314c]“Jamie did his fucking job. He’s been writing the gossip column for a year and a half now, and no one gave a fuck until it was Owen Lyon in the crosshairs. Everyone still loves Trixie, even though she slandered the kid up and down, but when Jamie goes and tells everyone that, hey, Owen isn’t a gross dirty cheater, suddenly he’s the one who’s cornering people. God, fuck that, and frankly, fuck you!”[/color][/b] The other customers in the room were staring at her, some discreetly, others not so much. An employee began approaching her, but before she could say anything, Katie was grabbing her purse and storming out. [b][color=#ba314c]“Nothing to fucking see here,”[/color][/b] she muttered.

The door swung open, Joy fully clothed and visibly upset, but not out of sadness. She was livid. She had more choice words to say but of course Katie would walk away. Holding her shopping bags, she rolled her eyes and glared at the woman widely staring at her, getting ready to lecture her, [b][color=#6174ff]“Yeah, yeah. I know. Let me just buy this and I’ll be out.”[/color][/b] 

Katie had a lot of damage to deal with because not once did she say Trixie was innocent either and to hell with Trixie being loved by everyone. She had to work for that love and forgiveness back and she [i]still[/i] has bigger beasts to fight. If Katie thought Trixie had redeemed herself already, she was strongly mistaken. Trixie probably still hated herself for EVERYTHING she did. You don’t just come back from that gracefully. 

Whatever.

Using other people to justify one’s argument was just not… right. At least Joy focused her argument around [i]Jamie[/i] and NEWS FLASH, everyone thought Trixie was a trainwreck and prior to that Hailey’s dog. Trixie [i]never[/i] had a good reputation with the majority of the school, even if no one would admit it. Katie missed the point entirely. It wasn’t that Owen’s reputation was cleared. He could care fucking less that people thought he was a scumbag. They already thought he was a hot tempered asshole! Jamie painted Owen Lyon, one of the strongest people at this school, as someone that got taken advantage of by a bunch of girls and that’s WAY worse than a cheater. Especially at this fucking school. Joy wasn’t even giving Owen a golden pass, all she was trying to say is Jamie did something beyond fucked up and if he thought that made people like him all of a sudden, it didn’t. He was no better than HOT! And [i]Katie[/i] was okay with it because ‘omg my brother has no one on his side’. Fucking good. He deserved that. He fabricated the words of a drunk person and embellished it to sound MARKETABLE. 

What-the-hell. 

At the cashier counter, she called her boyfriend. When he picked up, she growled: [b][color=#6174ff]“I’m fucking hungry, pick me up. Please.” [/color][/b][/indent]