Nothing if she's going to be a bitch.

“God! If I tell you will you just leave me the hell alone?” you say exasperated by your sisters badgering of you.

“Ooow it must be good! Did you get your dick wet? Finally cash in that V-card of yours?” Heather says, continuing to tease you.

“You're gross!” you bite back at her jibe.

“Nope, definitely still a virgin!” she says laughing.

That’s it you decide, you are definitely not giving her the full story now.

“Look, I went to the dance with Katherine but it was only because I didn’t know Rebecca liked me.”

“How could you not know! The girl practically leaves a snail trail every time she sees you. Why do you think she’s always in the backyard sunbaking in a bikini? Thirsty bitch!” Heather says continuing to gloat.

“If you knew all this why didn’t you ever tell me?” you say throwing your hands up in the air at the thought of all the time that’s been wasted.

“Hey it’s not my job to get you laid!” she continues gloating, “Aww don’t be jealous because I got some last night.”

“You’re such a fucking slut,” you tell your sister, the words losing their venom by the otherwise closeness of you and your sister’s relationship.

Heather mines the imaginary actions of the guy she was with last night, thrusting her hips and pumping both her fists.

“I hope you catch crabs,” you say as you push your way past her at last, having enough of her for the time being.

“I smell pussy and its not Rebecca’s so it must be you!” she calls after you getting the last laugh this time.

You replace the phone and raid the fridge, ravenously hungry after the night you and Rebecca had. After eating you head back to your room and take a short nap. The day after the school dance is considered a defacto day off for the senior class with too many students coming to school in the past with hangovers and sleep deprivation that it was easier for the teachers for the kids to just not turn up.

Your parents arrive home from work in the afternoon and call you downstairs to hear how the dance went. Thankfully their level of interrogation isn’t anywhere near the same level as Heathers and you are able to assure them you had a great time without going into any great details. If they are aware you didn’t come home last night, they are gracious enough not to bring it up. You help your mom to prepare dinner and afterwards sneak off to ring Rebecca like you promised.

Becky answers having expected your call. It’s funny that although you saw her this morning and it’s only been several hours since you last saw her, you find yourself missing the sound of her voice already. Before you have the chance to talk too much Rebecca tells you that Katherine is around at her house at the moment and asks if you can come over quickly.