Mia's Very Confusing Day

Mia Noland's Monday started like any other, eating breakfast, taking a shower, you know general get ready for school stuff. She did get bitched at yet again by her Father before she left for school though. The reason? She now sported a yin and yang tattoo on her left shoulder blade that she got after an apparently wild party at Garth's place Friday night because god knows she remembers nothing after her first few beers/shot of vodka. Well, the tat was certainly not her style and as she's said to her Father time and again she was just as pissed as he was that she now has to have this mark of a night of poor choices forever branding her back for life. She studied the tat a little in the mirror before getting dressed and heading out. Mia was always second fiddle in the school to Vivian in regards to looks but that by no means means she wasn't a looker. In fact if Vivian was a perfect 10 then the case could be made that Mia was a 9.5. She has long raven black hair that extended to her mid back, which she often tied into a ponytail (her signature look). She has a purple streak in the front on the right side because it's the in thing right now, and even when she pulls the rest of her hair back for the ponytail she leaves the streak in just to the right of her right eye. Her face wasn't sensual like Vivians was but is the perfect representation of girl next door adorable. She has ice blue eyes that men could get lost in forever. Her breasts, while not monsters like Vivian were still and impressive F cup and her ass was firm from her cheering keeping her fit, but it never lost its sqeezeablity. Oh, and her thighs were definitely thicc but not by any-means fat.

Oh yeah, she was a looker by any metric, just compared to her bestie she would always be second best in everything. Looks, talent, athletics, academics, social ability, and even socioeconomic standings (Rathfords= richest family in town and the Nolands place second). However, Vivian was her friend, they's been together since elementary school and were thick as thieves ever since. So what if she was a little jealous of her it didn't matter much to her at the end of the day, she mused as she threw on a tank top to show off her new ink.

"Well I have the damn thing now, might as well show it off a little." She mused as she left popped on the simple garment and left for school.

School dragged on as usual, classes were long and the teachers droned on and on. The odd thing was guys in the class were as flirtatious as ever from the moment she stepped into school but for some reason the compliments that usually served as her own little ego boost was starting to piss her off, some even made her want to physically throw up!

What the hell! She screamed internally after Chris (her favorite of her "fan club") told her she looked lovely today and instead of the smile in wave that said dream of me but dream on if you think you have a chance that she usually flashed him she gave him a straight up **** glare. It definitely gave the message talk to me again and you won't get to see tomorrow. While she had to admit that watching him scamper away like a sad, frightened puppy dog was funny to the rich bitch side of her, these plebs drooling over her gave her her usual swag. So why, why, why is this making her so fucking pissed today!

She figured she could clear her head at lunch at least. The whole cheer squad, unfortunately, didn't share the same lunch block as her so it would just be Vivian, Marissa, and herself. Marissa was the tag along sidekick to the cheer squad. She came from a lower middle class family with no sway whatsoever. Her looks were average, so at least she wasn't ugly or anything. However, with short mousy hair, A cup breasts, no discernible curves to her beanpole like body, and standing at a very diminutive 5'0" she (got quite literally) overlooked compared to the rest of her squad mates. In fact the only reason the bitchy clique let her join so readily was because her addition didn't actively detract from their general aesthetic, she could be lifted and thrown real easily (which made their lives much easier during competitions), and the most important factor is that this girl was so **** to be popular she'd do whatever they asked of her no matter what.

"Sup Vivi, Rissa!" Mia exclaimed as she bounded up to the table. She was excited not just to chat with her friends, but because no guy was brave or fool enough to try and disturb the queen bee's meal time with her friends. Therefore, by proxy Mia would get a reprieve from the sickening complements she once basked in.

"Hey Mimi!" Vivian said as she waved at Mia.

"Hey Mia! I heard that Garth's party got a little too wild for you and you ended up with a tat!" Marissa said with curiosity rampant in her eyes.

"Guilty, though it isn't what a sober me would go for. Take a look." She flashed her shoulder blade to her friends. Marissa gasped, Vivian looked on but wasn't very interested.

"Wow, Mia that's crazy!"

"You should just be thankful that tattoos don't disqualify any of us from competitions or you'd be off the squad for that stunt."

"Yeah, tell me about it and my Father was pissed too. He haven't gotten off my back since he found out about it! Sorry guys but this will probably be the last party I go to for a while. The bastard!"

The conversation continued while they ate. Mia was enjoying the company and had forgotten all about the bad mood she had been in prior to lunch. She wished it could last a little longer, she didn't want to be gawked at, or hit on again. Just then Derren Smith passed by the table on his way out of the cafeteria. This was natural as they shared the same lunch block, but for obvious reasons he usually avoided this entire area of the cafeteria. Seeing him would usually send all three women into a rage as they would want to stand up for Vivian, or they, you know, were Vivian. However, that didn't happen for Mia today, she felt calm and peaceful as she gazed at Derren's profile. She almost followed him with her eyes all the way out of the cafeteria, but Marissa drew her attention.

"Vivian, are you okay?" Marissa was stroking Vivian's trembling hand. Tears were beginning to pool in the corners of her eyes.

"Sorry, I just... Every time I see him I remember everything. That night he held me down and I was screaming for help that never came. How rough he was with me, and how I begged him to stop because he was hurting me. How he told me he owned my body and he'd take what he owned." By now tears were streaming down her face and Marissa was ready to leap across the table to hug and console Vivian. "I still can't believe they would let a monster like that be free."

"Oh you poor thi..."

"Would you just shut up about this already." As Marissa was about to go into full consoling mode. Mia cut her off with some words that threw all three women for a loop. None of them knew why Mia just said that especially Mia herself. Usually when talk of Derren comes up and Vivian breaks down Mia is the first to jump in and console her bestie, but today was different her emotions went the other direction. Listening to Vivian talk today sent her more and more into a fit of rage to the point of boiling and she could no longer bit her tongue.

"Excuse me? What did you just say?" Vivian said with her face still wet but conspicuously her tears had stopped flowing.

"You heard me, shut it Vivi! How long do you intend to keep playing the victim card! It's been a year for god's sake haven't you ruined his life enough!"

"What the fuck are you saying Mimi! He assaulted me that bastard should be rotting in a jail not casually eating lunch in the same school as me! Why are you suddenly taking his side all of a sudden."

"I, I don't actually know, but Vivi did Derren actually **** you? I have my doubts about that myself." There was an audible gasp coming from Marissa across the table and by now their confrontation has gathered more than a few eyes and ears.

"How dare you defend that bastard, he humiliated me and is now walking a free man! How dare you try to throw this on me, bitch!"

"Oh, please you're the queen of crocodile tears! Like in Sophomore year when you crashed your dad's new Mercedes after stealing it to go to a party. You put on a big pouty face and let the tears flow all while throwing someone else under the bus! I can't believe you because you do this all the time. My guess is that he got smart to your game and decided to quit being your toy and told you to fuck off. Your ego couldn't handle it and you set out to destroy him, after all who could possible want to break up with THE Vivian Rathford, no you couldn't have that now could you."

*Smack!*

Mia reeled back as Vivian's hand came across her face in a powerful slap.

"Get out of my face bitch." Her voice was cold and glare was freezing.

"Gladly, that was all the answer I needed." Mia said as she gathered her books to leave, her glare was just as cold. Marissa was now trembling as she watched the schism form in real time between the two childhood friends, and the undisputed number 1 and 2 of the school.

Mia couldn't believe what she just did. Everything she said was true mind you, but she was used to it when it came to Vivian. Why was this the thing that pissed her off to the breaking point? She didn't even get this upset when Vivian stole all three of her boyfriends her freshman year! Well, there was no going back now unless Vivian apologized, which she wouldn't. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't noticed anything else which was a problem.

*Crash!*

She ran into someone with enough **** to knock her off her feet as she bounced off them. Her books scattered everywhere.

"Whoa! Are you alright?" The unknown person extended their hand to help Mia off her feet.

"Yes! Thank y..." She couldn't get the full thanks out as she realized she just took Derren's hand.

"Ah, glad to see you're fine. Here let me help you gather your books. Sorry, I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going."

*Badum*

Di, did my heart just skip a beat? Mia panicked to herself as she gazed at Derren as he diligently picked up her books.

"No no! Don't be sorry, I wasn't paying attention either! Thank you, by the way!" She reached out to grab the books from Derren and their hands touched briefly sending her heart racing even faster. Her face was getting flush at this point as her cheeks turned a bright red.

"Tha... Thank you, Derren."

"Yeah, no problem. By the way are you wearing a new colored lipstick?"

"Uh, yeah I got it last weekend but I'm just trying it for the first time today it's called looking to the fuchsia and I wasn't sure if it'd look good on me."

"Well for what it's worth I think it looks great on you! Anyway, sorry again about bumping you, see you around!"

She felt a tingling sensation course through her body as soon as he complimented her. It started with her rapidly beating heart and the warmth radiating there washed through her body. She trembled slightly and pinched her legs together in a way that she hoped was subtle as she climaxed right there, just from getting a fricken compliment. What kind of weirdo orgasms because the a guy told them their makeup looked good!

"Ye-yeah I'm sorry too, see you!" With a smile and a wave Derren and Mia parted ways.

Fuck! Mia thought to herself. Well I know why I was so pissed off a Vivian today. I'm in love with Derren Smith. Also, shit, I really need a new pair of panties.