Make some friends

You arrived at school with Jacklyn and she introduced you to your friends.

Becky:

Liz:

Celia:

"Hi," said Liz. "How was your summer?"

"Good," said Jacklyn. "This is my sister Courtney, the one I told you about."

"I like your outfit," said Becky.

"Thank you," you said.

The three of them stared at you in confusion.

"Smile," Jacklyn whispered in your ear.

You **** your lips into a big smile. Everything resumed again.

"So who are you dating?" asked Celia.

"Nobody, I'm single," you said.

"How has no one asked you out, with that body?" asked Celia.

You shrugged your shoulders.

"Don't worry, there's a party on Friday, I'll introduce you to some hot boys," said Becky.

"Thanks, but I'm a lesbian," you said.

"Excuse me?" asked Becky. "Are you saying you're attracted to me?"

"No," you said.

"But lesbians like girls, right?" she asked. "And I'm a girl."

"That's not how it works," you said.

"You're insulting me, Courtney," said Becky. "Don't insult me or you're going to get hurt."

"But all I said is I'm a les-"

Becky stepped right up against your body and put one of her long nails on your neck. Then she covered your mouth with her other hand.

"I'm sorry?" she said.

You closed your mouth to stop tasting her hand.

"When I take my hand off your mouth, you better say you like boys," she said.

She removed her hand from your mouth and her finger from your neck.

"Don't you just love the boys?" asked Becky.

"Yeah, they're the best," you said.

She smirked.

"How about that boy right there?" asked Becky. "You think he's cute?"

"Sure," you said.

"Okay, then go flirt with him," she said.

You stayed in place.

"What?" you asked.

"Go flirt with him," she said again.

"No thanks," you said.

Suddenly, Becky spit all over your face. Some got in your eyes and you squeezed them closed.

"You do what I say," said Becky as you wiped the spit off your face. "And besides, only a lesbian would say no to flirting with a boy."

She nudged you forward, and the boy thought you had walked up to him.

"I'm Jared, who are you?" he asked.

"Hi, I'm Courtney," you said, twirling your hair without meaning to.

"Is this your first day here?" he asked.

You nodded.

"Want me to show you around?" he asked.

"Okay," you said, trying not to giggle.

"You have a nice smile," he said.

He lead you down the hallway, showing you different classrooms and the cafeteria. You tried not to giggle whenever he said something, but it was hard. Finally you made it to the gym, your last stop.

"I hope I see you again, Courtney," he said.

"Me too," you said, starting to walk away.

Suddenly you felt yourself turning back around.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Do you want to have lunch with me today?" you asked.

"Yeah, that'd be cool," he said.

"Okay," you said, trying to turn around. "I think you're cute."

He smiled.

"You too," he said. "See you at lunch."

You turned and walked away, this time making it out of the gym. Becky was standing right in front of you.

"So, how did it go?" asked Liz.

"Amazing," you said. "I've never met a boy so dreamy." Then you snapped out of it. "Why did you make me do that?"

"Awww," said Liz. "You think I made you? I think you just don't want to admit you're a slut who asked a boy out. Don't worry, I don't care. The more boys, the better, that's what I always say."

Becky folded her arms.

"Did you give him your number?" she asked.

"We're having lunch together," you said.

"That's not enough," she said. "Give him your number at lunch."

"But-"

"I'm warning you," said Becky, taking a step forward. Then she turned calm. "You're one of us now. That means you have to act like a girly girl, a good girl, it's not optional."

Celia stepped forward.

"Kiss him," said Celia.

"Isn't it a bit early?" you asked.

"Kiss him at lunch, I'm your bff too, so you have to do what I say," said Celia.

You sighed in defeat and the five of you walked to your first class.

It was History class. You took your seat next to Becky and behind Celia. Jacklyn and Liz were a bit further away. Your teacher started talking about how Roanoke was actually the first colony in the US... when you felt somebody putting their fingers down your panties.

"Nice ass," said someone.

"Hey!" you said.

You looked behind you to see a tall blond boy with his fingers in your panties.

"Stop it," you said.

He put them in further, making you jump.

"Ms.-" you started to say.

You noticed Becky glaring at you, and suddenly something changed. You sat back down all the way.

"Oooooh," you said as the boy put his fingers into your butt.

"You like it?" he asked.

"Love it," you said. "Don't stop for the rest of class."

True to his word, the boy didn't stop fondling your butt for the rest of class, and the teacher didn't seem to notice or care. At the end of class he finally stopped, as everyone left the room.

"I had to step in there," said Becky. "In the future, I expect you to act right on your own."

Liz giggled, and held your hand tightly.

"You're no good at math," she said as you walked into your math class.

Every table had two seats on either side. You sat down and Liz sat next to you, Jacklyn and Celia across. Your teacher started going over the syllabus, while your mind slowly drifted.

Then you felt Liz putting her hand up your skirt, touching your vagina softly. You let out a small sound.

"Ms. Clayton, is there something you would like to add to this lesson?" your teacher asked.

"I uhh..."

"If not," she said sternly. "I suggest you keep your mouth shut."

A few students giggled.

For the rest of the lesson, you tried your hardest not to make any sounds. It was difficult, since Liz was touching you all over, but you managed it by the end of class. The teacher dismissed you and you went to lunch.