With friends like these…

“I guess I’ll borrow some deodorant from someone else.” Sighed Loraine to herself, as she made to the gym.

Entering the locker room, Loraine saw the other women changing into their gym clothes. She considered this to be the closest thing that could be called a positive about her situation; that at the very least she’d never had to change her clothes again. She could just go straight to the gym. Small blessings, take them whenever you can.

Before that, however, she finally found Camille, Geneviève and Margot.

“Guys! Am I glad to finally see you!” Said Loraine relieved. However, none of her friends even reacted to her. They couldn’t even meet her in the eyes.

“Guys?” Said Loraine nervously. “Why aren’t you answering me?”

“The showers, now.” hushed Camille, while she and the other two followed her. Confused, Loraine decided to followed them.

“What’s the matter?”

“First off, we are terribly sorry what happened to you.” Spoke Margot directly, with a lack of empathy in her words.

“And you always were a great friend to us…” added Geneviève rather guiltily.

“Were?” Loraine stiffened a bit when hearing that.

“But we can’t remain friends with you anymore!” Spat Camille.

“…..”

“…Loraine?”

“…Say psych…” Loraine spoke calmly.

“Sorry?”

“Say psych right FUCKING NOW!” Yelled Loraine, stepping forwards to the girls.

“Wow, calm down Loraine.” Camille said with her hands up. “It’s just that we can’t be seen with you like this.”

“Yeah, I mean, have you heard what people are saying about you in the hallways?” Interjected Margot. “They’re calling you a shameless pervert, an exhibitionistic arsonist, an unapologetic drunk.”

“And those are the friendlier insults.” Added Geneviève.

“Nice to know you corrected them.” Spat Loraine sarcastically.

“The point is that if we get seen with you now, our reputation will completely tank.” Commanded Camille. “Hell, my chances of becoming prom queen would be obliterated. You wouldn’t do that to us, right? You get that?”

“…I get that…”

“Great, now-“

“…That you three are egocentric, backstabbing WHORES!” Screamed Loraine. “We’ve been friends for six years, and you just abandon me like a used tissue?!”

“What’s going on?” Suddenly, several female students came wondering why Loraine was screaming.

Camille, without missing a beat, answered calmly. “Loraine said she needed to talk with us privately, only to then make us watch her play with her pussy. No means no, Loraine.”

“What?!” Spoke Loraine in shock.

“They’re lying! They brought me here!”

The students only moaned or laughed.

“See, told you she was an exhibitionist.”

“You think she got into trouble on purpose, just to spent her life naked?”

“Wouldn’t surprise me if it was.”

As Camille, Margot, Geneviève and the others left, Loraine was left alone, repressing the urge to scream. Did she spent six years with these bitches? Whatever, she knew she’d get **** on them one day. Finding her courage once more, she at last entered the gym.