Meanwhile, at Tiffany's Bedroom

Tiffany Brian had her eyes completely wide open, staring into her own ceiling and studying the textures above her.

Ever since she got into bed, she hasn't been able to catch a wink of sleep. For some reason, it was as if her eyes just didn't feel tired at all.

How long has it been already?

Sitting up from her bed, she pulled out her phone and squinted her eyes to check the time. It took a moment for the blurry numbers to come to focus, before revealing the numbers to her.

2:32 AM.

Oh god, it was the middle of the night. She stayed up late for the past five hours. If this keeps up, she was definitely not going to have the energy for her classes or cheerleading practices during school.

With a groan, she fell back into her pillow and draped an arm to cover her eyes.

Come on... Sleeeeeep.

Sleep already.

Sleep sleep sleep sleep!

...

"Augh, why is this suddenly so impossible?" She sighed to herself.

She just felt so restless after having to deal with today. After being put in that embarrassing position of getting caught with her hand in her pants by the janitor up on the rooftop and getting sent to the nurse's office, she went straight home instead of going out to hang out with her friends or do any of her personal exercises. She had been too embarrassed to really want to answer questions or have to deal with the aftermath.

Maybe that's why she wasn't sleepy. Usually, she'd spend the entire afterschool doing activities for fun and get all her daily energy out of her system just in time for bed. But now that she spent the entire day today lounging around and doing absolutely nothing, all that energy was still pent up inside of her.

Sigh... What a mess...

...

Tiffany decided that since she couldn't fall asleep yet, she might as well do some light web browsing to distract herself from her thoughts.

Leaning over to the side of her bed, she opened a nearby drawer to pull out a case containing her prescription glasses. Normally, she'd wear contact lenses if she could help it, but she really didn't feel like going through the process of cleaning and drying them right now.

Putting her glasses on, she pulled her phone open and proceeded to go to her Facebook app to see if anything new popped up while she was gone. She hadn't had the chance to check on her notifications for a while now, so there must have been tons of new activity to review.

Let's see...

A few more of her cheerleader members saw the photos she published about her lunch date today, which made them give a like and a few heart signs in response.

Some of them even left behind a few comments, things like "Gurl, dat is so cute! :3 I love the way you two look together!" "Zeke is missing out big time. He must be mad as all hell, LOL #SomniaHighGirls4Ever" "AAWW, so JEALOUS! DD: Wish I could have been the guy you chose instead... Still love ya! #StillAvailable"

Most of them left a smile on her face as she read through them, each comment fueling her dopamine levels as she basked in the attention. However... a few comments made her drop her smile a bit as she raised an eyebrow.

"We all know you're just doing this to make Zeke jealous. Leave that poor boy alone." "Does he know he's being used, skank?" "He doesn't deserve to be manipulated like this." "Stop stringing him along, narcissistic bitch!"

Tiffany rolled her eyes as she shrugged most of these hateful comments off of her like butter on cream cheese. Having developed a thick skin over the years, she was unaffected by online haters hurling insults at her. Maybe once a long time ago, hurtful words like this might have overwhelmed her, but she was a different Tiffany Brian now than the girl she used to be. Besides, John totally knew the situation and was completely supportive of her anyway. None of these people even knew the whole picture, so their comments are meaningless. Plus, it's not like she had to prove anything to them either. Let them come to their own conclusions, it's not like John was getting hurt or anything.

She kept scrolling down, ignoring all the negative comments like they were feces on the streets of California. It wasn't until she saw one particular comment did she have a reaction.

"Couldn't have gone with someone better? He looks so small and skinny. The guy seems like such a downgrade compared to Zeke. Such a disappointment... #DeserveBetter"

For the briefest moment, too brief for any normal human being to even notice if they saw it, Tiffany visibly flared up in anger before it just suddenly disappeared.

Already, she began typing a reply, her fingers clicking on her phone faster than any mechanical machine could possibly reproduce.

"Don't judge a book by its cover! John is a total sweetheart and better boyfriend material compared to the meathead that Zeke is. If you spent a single day with him, you'd choose him over any guy on Earth. Period. *Gif image of a man performing a mic-drop*"

Without thinking or even hesitating, she sent the reply with an emotional tap on the screen.

It only took a few moments for Tiffany to finally clear her head and realize what she had just done.

It was enough to catch her off guard, to be honest.

She read her reply over again, still having the option to delete it before it could be seen by anyone that was following her.

She didn't even bother to think about it. She kept scrolling along, leaving the reply as it was.

It was strange. She never had such an emotional reaction to a negative comment like that before... She thought she had been used to them to the point where it barely even affected her...

But the moment someone talked badly about John, she just... couldn't help it.

She never had this reaction when she saw someone talk negatively about Zeke. She usually let Zeke react however he wanted, if he thought it was worth the time to write a witty comeback or not. Talking on public social media in this day and age was practically the same as talking face to face to one another.

But for John, she knew that he never personally used or went on social media for himself. She had checked his profile page from occasion to occasion to see if he ever posted any updates, but for the last few years since he set it up back in middle school, it was never touched once.

For John, talking bad about him was basically the same as talking behind his back, unable to let him have a chance to defend himself. Zeke could handle himself on social media, but John was practically defenseless.

Maybe that was why she was so easily pissed off. She didn't want anyone talking shit behind her best friend's back. She had to stand up for him if he couldn't stand up for himself.

...

"Best friend, huh..." She whispered inquisitively to herself, scrolling back up to see her photo collection of her recent lunch date with John.

She looked over the pictures she took, remembering the fun she had as they both put effort into posing adorably for the camera. Each photo was placed methodically to tell a specially crafted story of how their date supposedly went.

"Man, we really do look cute together..." Tiffany muttered in thought.

She wondered if John ever looked up her profile to see the photos on his own spare time. If he did, he didn't leave behind a like, comment, or any other clues that might have hinted it. On the activity feed of her post, not once did the name John Doe ever show up.

This... kind of made her a bit sad...

Taking the time to look over her photos, she enlarged the one that had them both kissing with the chocolate strawberry between their mouths. The one where she just kissed him out of habit as if he was actually her real boyfriend, without even realizing it.

How did John feel at that moment, she wondered? Did he enjoy it? Was he surprised?

It was crazy to remember that John seemingly forgot all about her and the times they spent together during their first year in middle school. To the point where he had gotten a crush on her the very next year without even realizing who she was.

How he managed to do that was beyond her reasoning or imagination. She wasn't even gone for that long either, only for about half a year before she came back to school. The herculean feat of pulling something like that off must have been miraculous.

Still, she wasn't upset by it. In all honesty, it was a blessing in disguise. Having changed herself during the six-ish months she was gone, she never wanted to go back or have any remnants of her previous self to taint the new image she had now. Even though she missed her old lunch group in middle school, she actually would have preferred it if they all started treating her like a different Tiffany Brian too.

But still, to think that John admitted to having a crush on her back in middle school? Oh, he definitely wouldn't have ever had feelings like that for the old Tiffany Brian.

Just thinking about it was enough to make her smile giddily.

...

Suddenly, the dream she had last night popped up in her head again, reminding her of the last words her dream version of John said.

"If I had asked you out first before Zeke, back in middle school, would you have said yes? Would you have liked me back if I told you how I felt about you?"

She had said yes to him without a second thought. Even though it was just a dream, she remembered yelling 'of course' to him about a million times and feeling happier than she ever had in her entire life.

Granted, he was about balls-deep inside her pussy while this was happening, so that might have played a role in how she answered back- but still...

To have had an amazing and romantic dream like that play out after having him in her thoughts the whole entire day that night...

Thinking about it, she admitted to herself that if John ever actually asked her out before Zeke ever came into the picture, she probably would have said yes for real. He's done so much for her back in the day, she wouldn't have minded if she and he became a couple. What a terrible waste of opportunity, ruined by John's own lack of self-confidence and terrible timing. If only she knew he had forgotten about her and gained a crush on her, she would have definitely been the one to take the first steps to start a relationship with him instead.

Oh, but she probably shouldn't be having any of these thoughts though, not when she was supposed to be with Zeke.

...

She wondered what this meant with her feeling toward Zeke? With these new feelings for John and the dream further amplifying it, was it really overtaking the love she had for Zeke?

No- Of course not! She totally still had feelings for Zeke. Otherwise, what was all this plotting and planning for if it wasn't to make Zeke jealous to teach him a lesson and make him respect her more? Besides, John admitted that he stopped having feelings for her long ago, so there shouldn't be anything between them that would make her not love Zeke anymore.

It wasn't for any other reason. At least... It shouldn't be.

No, there was no other reason! John was just helping her get payback on Zeke, that's all. There wasn't anything else between them. Hanging out with John like it was the good old days was just an added bonus, and these weird dreams and feelings she had towards him now was probably just from finally being able to hang out with him after all this time, making her mistake her nostalgic feelings for romantic affection instead of just a friendly moment between friends reuniting after so long.

...

The handjob probably didn't help either, probably just making her even more confused about her feelings. No, it was just a... friendly little handjob as an apology for accidentally offending him and to celebrate them being friends again.

Female friends give their male friends handjobs, right? It's totally normal and friendly. People should just stop getting hanged up over out-dated social norms and embraced the sexuality between themselves. Heck, if John ever got a stiffy during their date after school tomorrow, she wouldn't mind helping him out in return for all the help he was giving her by being her pretend-boyfriend to make Zeke jealous.

She wouldn't hesitate to pull down his pants and to give him another rub down, wrapping her hands around that decent-sized dick and jerking it off for hours, taking advantage of his quick recovery time to make him spew out tons of cum and... maybe use her mouth too if she really felt like it. A friendly reward for helping a friend out. Because friends give their friends blowjobs sometimes.

Just friends.

...

God, she was getting so wet, imagining it.

She could see it now... Maybe when they were in the middle of the haunted house tour or the aquarium, he'd blush while asking her to take care of his erection because he just couldn't keep his eyes off of her incredibly cute outfit that she'd wear for the date. He'd more than deserve it, after all. She would lead him to the restroom, winking at him and flirting with him just to make him that much more excited. But then, they would get lost, having trouble finding the restroom since the area would be so big.

John wouldn't be able to handle it, being pent up and getting so fucking hard for her. He'd need her to take of it right then, right there, in the open area while no one was around. She'd have **** but to go along with it, getting down on her knees and watch him unzip his pants to pull out that amazing cock of his.

He probably wouldn't get satisfied from a handjob anymore, since that was what she already gave him back on the roof the first time around. If she was supposed to please him, she'd have to show off the oral skills she gained over the years.

She would put up no resistance, taking his cock into her mouth and sucking it dry as fast as she could to get him to cum, before anyone in the area happened to walk by to see them. Maybe a couple on a date or some random janitor would accidentally witness it firsthand, watching her deepthroat his cock, but would get too embarrassed to tell security or any employees. Maybe they don't leave at all, staying behind to watch the scene unfurl in full.

John would barely be able to control the noises he made, doing his best to hold back his moans but failing miserably because she would just be so good at sucking his cock.

Eventually, she'd be able to get him to cum down her mouth, and she'd swallow it all like the good slutty little girlfriend that she was. She'd even leave some cum in her mouth just so that she could show it off to him and then swallow that down too.

But then that would be enough to drive him crazy and get his cock rock hard again, even after cumming so much in her mouth. He'd beg her to keep doing more, and she'd quickly rush him to the nearest closet or toilet stall or whatever and give him what he wants from her, undressing her entire body for him to see.

She would lean on the wall with her ass raised up in the sky, letting him take the time to align her cock in her pussyhole and just go to fucking fucktown, with him slamming his hard dick in and out of her like an animal in heat.

They would make so much noise, it would permeate through the walls so that everyone could hear and know what was going on. But they would just do their best to ignore the noises, getting embarrassed as they too would sport their own boners and get their panties moist.

Even though she would technically cross the boundary into full-on sex, it wouldn't be cheating on Zeke. He shouldn't even mind in the first place since they had already broken up. Even if he did get upset, this would just only be further punishment for how irresponsibly he had treated her.

It's totally not cheating since she would be getting her pussy drilled by her new boyfriend, her new sexy boyfriend that she always liked for always being there for her when she needed someone the most. Taking his virginity would just be another reward for everything he's ever done for her, because he had deserved it. He deserved getting that fucking hard cock pumping in and out of her hot wet pussy, and she'd do it again and again and again and again no matter how many times he asked, every single day for the rest of their lives, no matter how many times it took to make him keep cumming- and cumming- and cumming-

OH FUCK, SHE WAS CUMMING!

Tiffany felt her whole body spasm in bed as her hand kept frantically pushing her fingers in and out of her quivering love hole, making her gush countless amounts of liquid to soak her entire panties, pajamas, blankets, and the mattress she was laying on. It was one of the hardest orgasms she ever had, much more harder than the one she had when she was still dreaming about John confessing his love for her and fucking her brains out in the middle of a soccer stadium.

After a moment, she finally stopped cumming, laying back down on her bed without a dazed smile. She was too disoriented from the high of her orgasm to even notice or care that her entire lower half body was soaked in her pussy juice.

Oh god... she felt sleepy all of a sudden... Maybe it was time to hit the hay... She'd need the energy to finish her school work and attend cheerleading sessions, before finally being able to go on that date with John afterschool.

Just to make Zeke jealous of course. Not because she was excited to see John again. Well, I mean, of course, she was excited to see John again, but only as friends finally being able to hang out after years of not seeing or speaking with each other.

Yeah, just friends.

Just friends...

Just... friends...

Friends...

...friends...

Tiffany's hand loosened enough to drop her phone to the side of her bed, as she began to fall asleep with her glasses still on.

The last word that came out of her mouth before she finally got hit by the sandman was a long and drawn out dreamy sigh, "John..."