Becca finds Mary

“Mary? Hey Mary!”

Becca sprinted across the hallway as soon as she saw her friend’s trademark messy brown braids. She nearly collided with several students and a teacher on her journey, but she managed to get to Mary in time.

“Hey, I’ve been looking all over for you! Did you get my texts?”

Mary turned to face her and she immediately noticed something was off. Mary’s eyes were oddly dull and she wore a dopey smile.

“I got them.”

“Oh…I see. Look, I’m sorry about what I said earlier. It was stupid and mean. You’re not ‘one of the boys’.”

Mary responded with a weird little chuckle.

“Look, all this sex demon crap is nonsense and I shouldn’t have brought it up. You’re totally right, it’s a bunch of crap.”

Suddenly, Mary’s eyes flared with rage. The girl surged forward and got right in Becca’s face.

“What the fuck do you know about the sex demon?”

Little bits of spittle landed on Becca’s face. She noticed with a start that Mary, who should have been several inches shorter than her, was now meeting her at eye level. Was she wearing lifts?

Several students were now staring at the pair, waiting for another outburst.

“Nothing to see here folks, we’re just playing around.”

Becca grabbed Mary by the arm and pulled her over to a bank of lockers.

“Easy! What’s gotten into you?”

Mary seemed to calm down, but the expression that replaced the flash of rage on her face only unsettled Becca further.

Mary’s eyes fluttered over Becca’s body, settling on her chest. A creepy little smile formed on the girl’s lips and Becca swore she heard her whisper, “God, you have good tits!”

“Mary, are you okay?”

What happened next caught Becca off guard completely. Mary lunged in and kissed Becca right on the lips. It was as wet and sensual of a kiss as Becca had ever received. Mary’s hands grabbed her with more strength than her small body should have been able to muster. One gently brushed over Becca’s right breast and squeezed. Becca wanted to push the girl away, but found herself paralyzed instead.

Finally, after several seconds of groping, Mary broke the kiss.

“I’ve never been better, Becca!”

The girl skipped down the hall before Becca could respond.

Becca stood there bewildered for several seconds. She vaguely became aware that tears were rolling down her cheek.

“Jeez, are you okay?”

Becca turned and saw Jay standing there with his pretty, sullen face.

“No, obviously I’m not,” Becca’s voice was full of ice. She couldn’t make Mary hurt for what she did, but she could redirect that anger elsewhere.

Jay hung his head and sighed. “I’ll just leave you alone. Obviously my services are no longer wanted.”

Becca lunged forward and grabbed the boy by the wrist. She was shocked by how easy it was to drag him back. He really didn’t have any muscle mass.

“What do we need to do to drive this sucker out of the school?”

Jay grinned, “meet me at lunch in Miss Baker’s room. She’s always out for that period, but leaves her room unlocked.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Becca said. She wiped away a tear, “and thank you.”