Getting ready for school

Breakfast was a blur. She had noticed Johana’s scowl the moment she flaunted her morning 'earnings', but she couldn’t quite figure out why it angered her so much. He’d always been generous on her birthday—five hundred like clockwork—so why was an extra hundred enough to sour the air? Jade barely tasted anything between mom’s tight-lipped mood and dad's silence.

'Maybe she caught us,' Jade thought for a fleeting second. The kiss... The grinding...

But no. If mom had caught on, she would’ve stormed into the room and shredded her alive. She was sure of it.

Still, as Jade slipped on her heels to leave for school, she caught the muffled sound of voices behind the bedroom door. Raised. Shouting with the cadence of anger. She pressed her lips together, uneasy. She didn’t like when mom was upset, didn’t like that twisting sense in her gut when things weren’t right in the house. A hypocritical thing to think after she had practically fucked her husband, But still, she’d have to smooth it over later.

For now—school.

Getting ready had taken longer than usual. She stared at herself in the mirror, heart fluttering, before sliding on the sheer pink top and the short pink skirt that barely brushed her thighs and just about covered her ass.

This wasn’t her. At least, not the girl everyone at school thought they knew. No full sleeves, no prim blouses, no knee-length plaid skirts. This was bolder and reckless. But it was her choice.

She knew the consequences. The principal would almost certainly haul her into his office before the day was over. She’d be whispered about, stared at, maybe even laughed at. She’d flip her own reputation upside down in a single morning. But she wanted that. She needed that. The days of fantasizing were done—this was about being. About living the slut she felt she already was.

And the attention? It was immediate.

By the time she crossed the courtyard and stepped into the halls, heads turned. She caught the flicker of confusion, then recognition, then shock as people realized who she was.

“Damn, Simmons? That you? Lookin’ fine today.”

“Holy shit, Jade!”

“Yo, I didn’t even know you had legs like that.”

“Goddamn girl, pink never looked so good.”

A few whistles chased after her. One boy muttered just loud enough, “Bro, Simmons went from nun to pornstar overnight.” Laughter rippled from his friends.

Girls weren’t subtle either. Some stared openly with their mouths parted. A couple whispered into each other’s ears while shooting her sideways glances. One girl, Kelly from bio class, looked her up and down with narrowed eyes, lips twisting in a jealous pout. Another, Anna, smirked like she admired the audacity.

Jade soaked it all in, chin high, her heels clicking confidently. This was exactly what she wanted. The constant attention sent shivers down her spine.

She slid into her first class just before the bell and dropped onto the bench beside Elsa.

Her best friend’s reaction was priceless. Elsa’s eyes bugged so far they almost fell out of her head, and the words coming out of her mouth were a scrambled mess—half syllables, stutters, and squeaks.

“Calm down, bitch. Breathe,” Jade said, biting back a laugh.

Elsa inhaled and exhaled, but her eyes never left Jade’s outfit. She darted a quick look around the room—half the boys were practically drooling.

“What—what is all this?” Elsa hissed, gesturing wildly at Jade’s clothes.

“I’m an adult now,” Jade replied coolly, flipping her hair back. “Thought it was time for a change. Don’t you think?”

“Drastic changes. Very drastic.”

“Are you complaining, babe?” Jade smirked.

Elsa blinked, then laughed nervously. “Oh no. Not complaining at all. Just…” She lowered her voice, still gawking. “You look like a slut though.”

“Good,” Jade said smugly, leaning back in her chair. “That was the look I was going for.”

Elsa shook her head in disbelief, but a grin tugged at her lips. “You’re insane.” The Elsa hugged her tightly and whispered, "Happy birthday, you slut!"

Jade only smiled wider, hugging her best friend back, enjoying every second.

“So…” Jade leaned in, grinning, “what did you get me?” Her tone was sing-song, excited, like a kid fishing for candy.

Elsa immediately went red. She glanced around the room and dropped her voice. “I, uh… I can’t give it to you here. I couldn’t even bring it to school.”

Jade’s brow arched. “Oh?”

“But…” Elsa smirked, her confidence flickering back for a moment. “I’ll definitely give it to you tonight. I can come over.”

Something she couldn’t bring to school? Jade’s mind whirred, curiosity spiking. The secrecy only made her more eager.

“Sure, after dinner?” Jade said.

Elsa nodded quickly, then leaned closer with a mischievous wink. “And we can make your page too.”

Jade chuckled under her breath. Classic Elsa.

The rest of class dragged. The only excitement came from the constant stares thrown her way—boys trying not to be obvious, some failing miserably, and the occasional jealous side-eye from girls. Mrs. White, their math teacher, shot her a disapproving glare that felt like it lasted the entire period.

And of course, because Mrs. White was Mrs. White, she went straight to the principal.

Minutes later, Jade was sitting in the office, legs crossed, pink skirt riding a little higher than it should.