To The Untouchables

Meanwhile

Jane stood at the door, it was glamorous for a door, one of those far too tall and with a creepy knocker on it's front.

Jane Watson had been standing in front of this door, staring at it, with a practised and frankly unconvincing smile on her face, unsure on whether she actually had the balls to grasp that creepy knocker and summon a member of the Kaz family to beckon her inside.

She kept getting distracted, or... maybe she distracting herself, this was no less a surreal moment than any other recently, being added to the Untouchables little GC, actually receiving more than 3 likes on Instagram: those being Her sister, her mother and Her grandmother that would every time, without fail, post some kind of embarrassing comment. The Third, being this, a text just after school that read as follows:

Tricky-Vicky: We are having a girl's night at my house tonight, be there. I'll snap the address.

Me: ... ... ... ... ... ... (She couldn't quite decide how to respond)

Tricky-Vicky: Just come 2 my house, dude, and try not to be late, My dad is such an ass about the curfew.

Me: Oh. K, see you then lol xxx

Jan was pissed off, why in the hell did she send kisses!? what was she a 50 year old? that alone was nearly enough to convince Jane to come up with one of those piss-poor excuses one would use.

"Sorry, Vicky I'm just feeling under the weather."
"Somebody hacked my phone I didn't actually answer that was someone else"
"Funny thing Vicky, My Sister stole my phone and accepted the invite, I am actually dying of AIDs and cannot attend, Ciao-ciao"
"My bad, Vicky, My ex-boyfriend, the One who you bullied to a pulp and are now crushing on, you don't think I've noticed but everybody has, is actually some kind of blood-sucking monster, probably a Vampire, and has impregnated a Strange woman who at one time had an accent as well as looking half-in the grave, but now sounds American and is not only healthy as a horse but now slowly growing the spawn of the man I loved in her stomach. So suck my lady-dick, hail satan and fuck you."

....

......

Jane decided to not make any excuses, and to show up, a bumbling slightly terrified mess, standing like a statue at Vicky's door.

This would be the first time, Jane had actually spent any real personal time with the Untouchables, the very people that she despised. during school hours, it seemed on their agenda that the sole task of actually being an "Untouchable" was to walk around in a group looking down on everyone else and not actually talking... at least, not when Jane around.

Camile was usually buried in her phone and didn't do much except gossiping about social media or asking Jane to help with homework (Most of which, she never understood)

Isabella.... Well she just plain loathed Jane, for reasons that she only kind of understood, there was jealousy there, back in Highschool over charlie, she knew the two were friends then had a falling out, hell, Jane even vaguely remembered Isabella showing up out of nowhere to knock on Charlie's bedroom door, but other than that, Jane really didn't understand what her problem was.

And then, of course, there was Vicky, the Queen Bitch herself... Jane thought-

*RING RING RING*

Grimacing, Jane saw Vicky's name on her phone and quickly answered. "Vicky! hey! I um, I am just on my way, won't be two minutes... sista!... hehe...."

There was a silence after that cringy greeting "Jane. I am looking out of my bedroom window, I can see you, I have been looking right at you for the past 10 minutes standing in front of my door.... right there."

Jane looked up to the top floor, and saw Victoria there, peering with the kinda eyes that screamed "Seriously?"

Smiling nervously, Jane nodded "Right... hehe, Ummm, Can I come in?"

Vicky sighed, it came through the phone with a slight delay to the image above, like an old Kung fu movie with the unsynched dialogue "Wait there. I'll be right down."

And damn if she wasn't right down, Vicky seemed to open the door in an instant, standing at the threshold and looking at her expectantly with folded arms. She was stunning as ever, her long dark hair relaxed on her shoulder, naturally straight and soft as silk, she wore little make-up, not that she really needed it, Victoria was one of those ladie's that was so stunning that adding anything to it usually just took away from her natural glow. "You look neat," Vicky commented.

Jane looked down to her black jeans and Green cardigan, unsure whether to have dressed casually or sexily, settling on smart. "I-Uh... thanks?"

Vicky cracked that naturally malicious smile "I'm kidding, you look like a librarian, come on Janine let's go, My dad will start perving on you if you linger and that's one ghost you want to be afraid of."

Jane found herself being pulled through the House, which was decorated with dark browns and cool mahoganies, a theme seemed to be hunting, antlers were on the walls, pelt-rugs lay on the floors, great painted portraits of the Principle himself in an odd Napolean-esk outfit holding a riffle and Buck's mantle stood proudly down the hall.

"Don't look at it for too long, it is possible to die of cringe," Vicky said bluntly before leading Jane upstairs and through a bedroom door.

And suddenly, here she was. Jane stood in a very large, very classy bedroom with a Queen-sized bed that looked like it could fit 30 people on it, a 65-inch 4k flatscreen, a built-in armoire style wardrobe that looked like it could hold the Queen's entire dress collection, the most complex and overly full make-up table that Jane had ever seen, one door that doubtlessly lead to an en-suite bathroom and another half-open, in which Jane spotted.... what had to be.... roughly.... 7 million pairs of shoes, neatly stacked in the Closet.

"Are you going to sit down, or just stare at everything?" Vicky asked, raising an eyebrow as she moved over to a couch in front of a coffee table, which was... stacked, literally stacked with booze.

"Ummm, the last one." Jane said, starstruck.

"Yeah yeah I have a big room, it's not a big deal." she said, as she sat down like royalty, checking her hair and face with her phone's camera.

"She's poor, Vic, this is probably like a mansion to her." The Voice that came was slightly accented and cold as ice, it echoed from the en-suite, and was matched when Isabella walked out, the tanned beauty glaring deeply at Jane with her pale eyes.

It wouldn't be the first time, Isabella had thrown an insult at her casually, and this wouldn't be the first time Jane just brushed it off "I've seen rich, but this is something else."

"Pft where have you seen rich? Nerd?" Izzy almost growled.

Okay, she wanted to be like that, this bitch bites too "Charlie's Mansion is pretty rich."

Isabella looked like she wanted to clock Jane out, but Vicky interrupted with a large sigh "Can we not do this today, today is supposed to be a Me-Night!"

Isabella stood down, and looked at Vicky a little sadly "Si, sorry Vic." She said softly.

"Where is Millie!? Why is she always late!?" Vicky sulked.

"Well if Millie is late then she's on time, if she's on time then she's early, just like always," Izzy noted, placing herself next to Vicky and patting the pouting beauty's shoulder

Much to Jane's surprise, Vicky actually slumped down, rubbing her eyes in exasperation and looking forlorn "IDK. I just... need to not be alone with my vibrator today, You know... with... with.... Chaz." against everything that Jane knew was possible, Victoria Kaz looked... ****, on the verge of tears, tired and sad, with Isabella rubbing her shoulders as she shot Jane a pressing look, mouthing "Be supportive!" and gesturing to Vicky's other side.

Jane blinked for a moment, before cautiously moving over and placing herself next to the sobbing Queen of East-Wallace, and gently patting her shoulder.

"There there...." this totally wasn't awkward at all.

"I just... Why doesn't he spend any time with me!? I have nice lips and perfect cheekbones and I cut my pubes into cute little shapes, and He doesn't even want to touch me!" Vicky said, trying to push back the tears that might stain her lightly applied mascara.

"He is an asshole. always has been, now he's just an absent asshole, Vic." Izzy said, trying to comfort her friend.

Jane heard the door downstairs, and with some rather slow footsteps moving up the stairs, somebody entered.

Camile was looking down at her phone, the artificial light bathing her pretty face as she closed the door behind her. Camile's frizzy hair was braided today, long and weaved perfectly, she walked over and placed herself next to Jane who was a much lighter shade of coffee brown than she was, and only until she was sat, did Camile put down her phone and smile at them all "Hi!" her eyes caught on jane, double-taking as she grinned wider, a grin that was very ditsy but frankly perfect "Oh Hey, Jane, I forgot you hang out with us now, wow You look like a Librarian!" She chuckled.

"Thanks," Jane grumbled, looking at Camile's hands which held tightly unto her left thigh.

"You're late again." Izzy scowled.

"Oh am I? I thought you said to meet you now? Oh well. so what are we talking about?" Camile asked in an obviously oblivious tone.

"Chaz." The blonde Latina said grimly.

Camile however just smiled and pulled her phone back out "Oh right, he's a Really big douchebag."

Jane raised an eyebrow "He's your brother?"

"Still a really big douchebag," Camile said without missing any lightheartedness.

Vicky's eyes became sharp as knives, leaning over jane and grasping Camile's arm dramatically and expectantly.

But Camile merely frowned "I know what you're gonna ask, and no, you can't borrow my Lingerie!"

Vicky grimaced and Izzy facepalmed. Camile just looked confused "...Is that not what you were going to ask?"

"NO! HAS CHAZ MENTIONED ME? HAS HE EVEN TALKED ABOUT ME, WORRIED ABOUT ME, YOU KNOW!? HIS GIRLFRIEND!!??" Vicky growled desperately.

Millie blinked "Oh... nope. nothing, sozzo." She chuckled nervously.

Vicky literally collapsed, going pimp on Jane's lap, making her go stiff as Vicky sobbed into the couch "OH GOD WHYYYY, MY LIFE IS OVER!"

"Vic, you're being a little dramatic-" Izzy started but Vic sat up, crying louder as her tears stained her face with black lines.

"HE HATES ME I'M GOING TO DIE!" She sobbed before going quiet, her eyes turning up to Jane.

They were looking at her, all three of them, well... Camile kept lacing back down to her phone but that didn't skim off the pressure.

"So.... Jane, what do you think... about Chaz?" Vicky asked, quite sincerly.

Jane wasn't quite sure how to respond, this experience wasn't one she was equipped for, with any other girls let alone the fucking untouchables, Jane preferred the company of fellow nerds, usually guys.... usually Charlie. but here she was with the Queen bitch herself sobbing into her lap and asking her what she thought of her absentee boyfriend.

She calculated the odds, thought about outcomes, and then her lips moved without her input "I think he's a piece of shit, and I think you are stupid for dating him the first place."

Silence..............................

They stared, Izzy wide eyed, Camile blinking thoughtlessly, and Vicky just looked dead-eyed and blank, "....Oh?" Vicky asked, her tone empty.

"He's a bully, and a spoilt brat, he hurts people that don't deserve it, in more ways than one, and all I ever think of when I think of you, is him because that's all you've ever been to him, an extension, like a really cool phone or a nice handbag, not a partner, not a lover."

SHUT UP JANE!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

Izzy's mouth hung agape now, and Camile looked on with her full attention. "So... what? I should... just dump him?"

........Wait, what?

"..But, if I dump him, what am I gonna do? Everyone is gonna make fun of me and I refuse to let any nerds make fun of me!" Vicky growled.

.......... Hol' up! Is she.... actually taking Jane's criticisms?

"Ummmmm, I....." Jane was shocked, she couldn't summon the power to speak.

"She's right though, Vic, We've told you a thousand times that He doesn't actually care about you, you're just a pretty girl to have on his arm, plus He did cheat on you with Samantha," Millie said far too lightheartedly to make sense.

Vicky picked herself up and scowled so hard that Izzy almost looked friendly in comparison "Samantha, that fucking cunt from Calsworth Academy. I swear if I could get my hands on her I'd rip those extensions out of her head..."

"She's long gone now anyway, Dios Mio are you ever gonna get over that?" Izzy said, lounging back and removing a long herbal cigarette from a pack before lighting it with a zippo.

Vicky sighed, and looked grim "I... I know that He doesn't really like me... I just.... I liked him since we were kids and.... I can be a real bitch when I'm with him-god why do I act like that!?"

"Because of the low key depth of your insecurities regarding your asshole boyfriend, and seeing people who are happier or smarter than you makes you feel a deep sense of foreboding, making you lash out as a result to people who just want to live there lives and carry on with their education, which they do for fun, something you aren't capable of so it makes you mad and once again, lash out. Oh, and your creepy dad can't buy brains, which is strange when you have been served everything in life on a silver platter?" Jane monologued without even taking a breath, and Everybody was silent again.

"....You didn't have to throw that at me all at once." Vicky frowned, she looked at Jane, with genuine sadness "I... I know I am bitch, and everyone thinks I'm a bitch, because I act like a bitch... but... I don't what to be like that anymore, okay?-"

"And why not? sudden change of heart, do you expect people to just forget all the frankly horrendous things you did to them?" Jane was starting to get angry, it was breaking through, all the things that she'd ever wanted to say, just spilling free.

"She's trying to be nice, Puta, you don't have to be a prick." Izzy spat

Jane chuckled "Oh! oh! really!? well that's funny, I could have sworn that Vicky's minions couldn't actually speak without her permission, or was I confused when I watched you two follow her around like lemmings for the past 9 years!?" Jane growled.

"I don't look like a lemming... do I?" Camile said, hurriedly checking herself with her phone.

"We aren't idiots you know, I tried to help her, but then Chaz just sweeps in, and He makes her horrible, and she makes him horrible, when they are apart, they are fine!" Izzy insisted.

Vicky frowned, rubbing her knuckles "....I don't want everybody to like me, that would be a stupid expectation, something has changed alright, Chaz is gone a lot and... Someone has made me have a change of heart, I don't want to be the stupid popular girl staerotype okay?" She sounded sincere but Jane's wrath was not so easily shaken, especially at the mention of that... someone.

"What about Charlie?" Jane asked darkly.

Vicky flinched at the mention of the name "W-What about him?"

Jane chuckled maliciously "Really? really? So you haven't been crushing on him? like You and Isabella haven't both been crushing on him, the one person you used to torment to no end?"

Isabella frowned, and turned her face away, while Vicky shook her head "I... I don't know what you're talking about."

"Didn't you say to me the other day how much you really really like charlie now?" Camile spilt, making Vicky burst out into a shade of fierce crimson.

"WHAT!? I.... I DIDN'T... UGH MILLIE!?" she cried.

Camile shrugged "What? He's super yummy now, even Isabella agrees, and she despising him."

Izzy glared at Camile who shrunk down "Nunca puedes mantener la boca cerrada..." Izzy grumbled in Spanish.

"Well. it's true, and it's stupid, You have no idea about him, and if you knew, then you'd think twice." Jane whispered.

Vicky's ears pricked up "is there something that we don't know about him?" She asked curiously.

however, Izzy's eyes shot at Jane, staring darkly, and Camile too seemed to focus, if not a little subtly. Jane suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, goosebumps prickled on the back of her neck, like the spark of adrenaline a person feels before they are about to be punched. But Izzy just stared and Camile looked back to her phone.

there was quiet, and Vicky seemed even sadder than before, pouring herself a glass of red wine full to the top of the glass and taking mouthfuls of it depressively.

Jane was starting to feel bad, and that horrible feeling of danger was still lingering. Victoria just seemed so... crestfallen, nothing compared to the powerful, prideful woman that strutted around school... Jane saw a bit of herself in Vicky then, even though the thought really upset her.

"I... I'm sorry." Jane apologised, against her better judgement "I shouldn't have said those things, I don't want to be mean, I just... I have a short temper."

Vicky chuckled after gulping down more wine "Nobody has been that honest with me in a really long time." She said softly, "Not even Izzy." Isabella frowned in confirmation "God, I'm a terrible friend, dragging these two around while I act like a bitch, Izzy is a good person, she's smart and kind, I know you two had issues over charlie but she really is, I promise... and Millie, well Millie is the sweetest person you'll ever meet, she's always honest and she'll always be there for you, even if she's a little late sometimes..."

Millie giggled winking before looking back down to her phone.

But Vicky's hand reached out and took Jane's "And... I know that You hate us, you have every right to but, ever since that day, after Charlie disappeared, He... he asked me to be nicer to him, it was crazy like, I started to think, think about all the things I've done, just to him at first, then to you... then to everyone else, I get so malicious when things don't go right.

a-and After you started going out with Duke, I wanted to warn you, I wanted to tell you to stop, but... I was too afraid that you'd hate me-- He really is a fucking bastard!" Vicky swore.

Camile nodded in agreement "The Worst."

"I know He's.... I mean... We all know that he's hit you." Vicky said.

Jane went silent, she couldn't meet Vicky's eyes.

"You shouldn't put up with that." Izzy said, probably the closest thing to nice she'd managed so far.

But Jane just shrugged "It's my own fault." She whispered "I... did what I had to do and.... I paid for it..."

Vicky gripped Jane's hand tighter "Don't you ever say that, Chaz may be an asshole but he'd never hurt me, he'd never hurt any woman. it's disgusting what He does, to you... and to charlie." She growled.

Jane felt this horrible feeling inside "C-Can we just... not-"

"It's horrible shit, and I promise you, I'll do everything I can to keep him away from you, for agreeing to be friends with us, for helping us with homework, for putting up with Izzy-"

"Hey!" Izzy growled.

Tears fell down Jane's cheek as she and Vicky shared a chuckle "I'll fix it, with you and with Charlie... I... I promise, okay?"

Jane looked earnestly into Vicky's eyes and saw nothing but truth, and she nodded "O-Okay." Tricky-Vicky the Queen bitch, then pulled jane into a hug, and Jane hugged her back the two silently crying into each other... the impossible, made real.

"Alright, you softy bitches, are we going to cry all night or are we going to get drunk!?" Izzy cried lifting a bottle and lighting her Herbal cigarette.

Millie laughing "Hell yeah!"

"Let's drink out sorrows away!" Vicky said to Jane who nodded.

"S-Sure, I'll have a drink or two?" Jane said rather innocently, she hadn't actually done anything like this with anyone but Charlie.

"Pft, Two? try nine or ten." Izzy said as she poured the three of them a glass, refilling Vicky's.

"But... it's a school day tomorrow?" Sometimes Jane forgot that she was just a nerd.

Vicky laughed a snorting snotty laugh "You realise My dad is the principle right? Don't worry about it, come on let's have fun! You still have to prove to us that you're not just some nerd that follows us around.... unless, you're not woman enough?"

Jane felt the surge of a challenge burn away her fear, grasping the Wine instantly and glaring "You're on."

Millie raised her glass "To The Untouchables!" She laughed, and they all clinked glasses.

"To the Untouchables!!"