#carol denning x fem oc

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𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗼𝘂𝘀𝘆 (𝟭𝟴+)

"𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛𝙛!"

WHEN THE bell rang indicating that class was over I got up from my seat and walked towards my locker waiting for Carol to come out of her class.

I opened up my locker to get what I needed for my next class but felt someone tap my locker. I raised my eyebrow and moved the locker door so I could see who it was. I saw that familiar blond hair and striking blue eyes. It was Rosalie.

She smiled at me and waved.

"Hi Penny!" I cringed a little at the smile but nodded my head in acknowledgement.

"Hey? what's up?" She moved slightly closer to me which made me even more confused.

"Umm so I know it might be a long shot but since we haven't been able to talk with each other I was wondering if you're free?"

I was gonna say something before a familiar voice cut me off. I turned around and smiled seeing Carol walking up to me from her bio class. She had a soft like gaze when she saw me.

But it immediately hardened once she saw Rosalie who was a little too close to me for her comfort "you again?" She said making sure to emphasize the word loud and clear.

Rosalie backed away slightly with a frown on her face and said with a slight attitude "I'm sorry who are you?" Carol's gaze hardened even more as she raised an eyebrow at the girl.

"I don't think that's any of your damn business" she said through gritted teeth I looked down to see her clenching her fist a little and I rolled my eyes a little at her actions.

"Well I was asking Penny something and you kind of interrupted it so can you please move?" Carol stepped closer to Rosalie due to their height difference.

Carol was basically towering over her. She looked at her with a challenging look and said "or what you gonna make me?" Rosalie backed up some more before scoffing and backing away.

She turned back around and looked at me "I'll talk to you later Penn when you're more... alone" she looked Carol up and down before walking away.

Carol saw the way she looked at her and tried to lunge at her disappearing figure but I held her back just in time "that mean person only I call you that!" She said struggling in my arms.

"Calm down Carol it's literally not a big deal" she yanked herself out of my grip with a huff.

"Not a big deal, are you blind it's bluntly obvious she likes you!" she grumbles crossing her arms. I looked around and saw some weird looks from passing people. I ignored it and looked back at Carol.

I snickered at her grumpy pout and leaned against my locker.

"You're so adorable when you're jealous," I remarked. I noticed her ears turning pink as she shot me a glare and stormed off to gym class. I followed behind her, amused by the situation.

The rest of the day was unbearable for Carol because Rosalie, unaffected by her threat, kept talking to me and engaged in conversation whenever she could.

In my final class, calculus, I was relieved to see Carol there. However, the downside was that Rosalie was also in the class, sitting next to me.

A paper was tossed onto my desk, causing confusion. I glanced at Carol, who also looked over at the paper. I picked it up and opened it, reading the words.

"So, what do you think about hanging out?" I looked at Rosalie, who was smiling at me. I raised an eyebrow and focused my attention back on the paper.

Within seconds, Carol ripped the paper from my hand and tore it into pieces. She threw the pieces at Rosalie, saying, "Get lost," with a glare before leaning back in her seat.

As soon as class ended, Carol grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the classroom before Rosalie could say anything to me. Finally, we arrived at our last period.

"Okay, Carol, you can stop dragging me. Rosalie isn't in this class," I said as she released my sore wrists. She didn't respond, simply walking to her seat without acknowledging me.

"Are you really going to give me the silent treatment, Carol?" I asked. She responded by flipping me off without even looking in my direction. I chuckled and nodded, twirling my pencil between my fingers as I leaned back in my seat.

The school day came to an end, and Carol and I walked out of the classroom and through the front doors with the rest of the students. We headed straight to my car, got in, and closed the doors.

We sat there in silence for a few minutes until Carol finally spoke up. "Sorry for earlier," she muttered under her breath, just loud enough for me to hear.

"It's alright, I apologize for Rosalie's behavior if she upset you," Carol simply rolled her eyes when her name was mentioned.

"It's alright, but I still don't like her," I smiled at her remark and started the car, driving away from the school.

"By the way, did you complete the homework for that class?" I nodded in response to her question.

We arrived at my house and I turned off the car. We both got out.

"Would you like to spend the night here? Gabi will be at a friend's house until tomorrow," I asked, unlocking the door. She shrugged her shoulders.

"Sure, I don't have anything better to do anyway." We entered the house, and I made sure to lock the door behind us.

We walked upstairs to my room and sat down on the bed. She kicked off her shoes and let out a sigh of relief as she lay down. I turned on the TV and lay down right next to her.

"School is so tiring," she groaned, leaning her head back on the pillows.

"Absolutely," I replied, rolling over onto my side and pulling her closer to me. I began placing gentle kisses on her neck.

She giggled slightly, wrapping her arms around me and tilting her head back to give me better access.

"Do you really want to do this now?" I connected my lips with hers, slipping my tongue into her mouth. I pulled her onto my lap, caressing the exposed skin of her waist.

My hands moved down to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. She groaned, grinding her hips against mine. We moaned into each other's mouths, and I increased the pace of her movements.

"Oh, God," I groaned.

We broke away from the kiss to catch our breath.

"Does that answer your question?" she smirked, roughly cupping my chin and pressing her lips back against mine. I flipped us over, pinning her down by her wrists.

She bit her lip, looking up at me with eyes filled with desire, swollen lips, and tousled hair.

I unbuckled her pants and removed them from her legs. She shivered slightly from the slightly chilly atmosphere in the room.

While I was taking off her pants, she took the opportunity to remove her shirt, leaving herself partially unclothed. I squeezed her breasts through the fabric of her bra, and she let out a soft moan.

She leaned up and reached behind her back, unclipping her bra and removing the material before grabbing the back of my neck roughly connecting her lips with mine again. I use one of my hands to fondle her breasts pinching her pink nipple.

"Fuck" she softly groans I gently place my hand in her underwear and caress her slowly.

She grasped the back of my neck, tilting her head back on my pillows, her mouth opening wide. I smirked and decided to escalate things by inserting two fingers into her wetness. She squealed, her cheeks turning red, and her breathing becoming faster.

I moved my finger faster, aroused by her loud moans. "Oh my god!" she cried out, gripping the pillows. I withdrew my fingers, much to her disappointment.

She sulked at me while breathing heavily, but I just kissed her cheek and leaned down to her ear.

"Tell me what you want cupcake," I whispered huskily, feeling her shiver. She pulled me down to her level and whispered in my ear, "use the strap." I smirked and opened my dresser, retrieving the strap.

I put it on, ensuring it was secure. Once I was certain, I grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach, raising her hips. I align myself with her and pushed inside.

"Ohh god!" she squealed, gripping the pillow tightly. I began moving inside her, hearing the sounds of her arousal with each thrust.

She moaned, spreading her legs slightly, and moved her ass back against me, trying to match my movements. I growled, gripping her hips tighter, and pounded into her.

"Oh yes, yes Penn!" she cried out.

I grabbed her hair in a ponytail, yanking her head up to look at me. She yelped at the sudden action, but it ceased when I pulled her into a passionate kiss.

I slid my tongue into her mouth, tasting the flavors of candy and cigarettes. We broke away, and I sucked on her neck, jawline, and shoulders.

"Don't give me any more hickeys, my dad will fucking kill me," she whimpered. I rolled my eyes, slowing my movements, much to her dissatisfaction.

"He can disregard my existence for all I care. You are mine, and everyone will fucking know that ," I growled.

She pulled me back into the kiss, moaning into my mouth as I increased the pace of my thrusts. I squeezed her neck a little, taking her bottom lip between my teeth and gently pulling it back.

I pulled her hair harder, and she let out a loud moan/groan. "Do you have a little kink, Care?" I chuckled darkly and she gave me a wide smirk.

"Maybe I do," She giggled out, licking her top teeth.

I snarled and began forcefully thrusting into her, gripping her hip with one hand and yanking her hair with the other.

She screamed, desperately clutching onto the headboard as it slammed against the wall, but I couldn't care less.

I pushed her upper body down, leaving only her lower half raised, her nails digging into the sheets. "You're so damn sexy, babe," I whispered.

She moaned loudly into the sheets, her eyes stuck in the back of her head, the sounds of skin clapping and her loud moans filled the room. She turned her head and locked eyes with her, her mouth agape and the only thing that came from her were moans.

I stuck two fingers into her mouth. She sucked on them and moaned under her breath. She whimpered when I delivered two hard smacks to her ass.

"Ow! Fuck!" She whimpered.

I felt her clench around the strap but I wasn't done with her yet I withdrew my fingers from her mouth and smacked her ass again.

I pulled out of her and flipped her over so that she was on her back.

"Go put your flannel back on" I said she gave me a puzzled look but got from under me grabbing her flannel off the floor and putting it back on without buttoning it up.

I pulled her back onto the bed and she bit her lip giving me a smirk "Oh this is definitely a sight to see" I muttered biting her earlobe she sighed and rubbed my back.

"Don't cum without my permission ok?" she nodded her head and I slid the strap back inside of her, she gasped and her legs instantly locked around my waist on instinct I continued my pace grunting.

She pulled me down into a kiss moaning in my mouth when I hit her at a deeper angle.

"Penn!" She whined gripping my arms.

"I really shouldn't be giving you anything with that attitude you gave me earlier today" she grips the pillows above her head smirking at me lustfully.

"Yet you still are-" I grab her throat tightly, cutting her off and she whines at the sudden action, her hands grabbing onto the arm.

I drilled into her wetness driving her insane her hands gripping my arm crying out in ecstasy

"What were you saying?" I giggled devilishly Carol spreaded her legs and pouted at me with hooded eyes and connected her lips with mine I wiped some sweat off her forehead before going down and rubbing her clit roughly with my hand

"Yes, yes, yes!" she squealed. I felt her clench around the strap and I clicked my tongue at the fact that she tried to release without telling me.

I flipped us over and let her ride me. She whined and placed her hands on my chest squeezing my breasts through my bra.

Her flannel was hanging off her shoulders exposing her bouncing tits which I squeezed together in my hands.

Her hands moved from my chest to her thighs. I inched my hands down to her ass and made her bottom half move faster.

"Yes! Right there!" She squealed, putting her hands on either side of my head. I moved her hair from her face and pulled her into a heated kiss. She slipped her tongue into my mouth silencing her sounds.

I broke the kiss and she leaned back up the moment she clenched around the strap I made her stop.

She whined at the sudden stop and I pulled out flipping us back over and spread her legs open and leaned down placing a long lick at her dripping cunt she squeaked digging her hand in my hair.

I nibble a little on her sensitive bud.

"You wanna cum real bad don't you?" she tried to grind her hips into my face but I held them down.

"Answer me" I snarled and she quickly nodded her head.

"Y-yes please Penn!" That's all I had to hear and went back to sucking on her clit, her juices coating my mouth, her hands went into my hair tugging harshly.

"Yes baby yes right there!" I felt myself getting aroused by her noises that I didn't even know were possible.

I plunged my tongue into her hole hitting her weak point raising her sounds "Oh fuck, fuck, more," she said, all breathy and desperate.

I leaned my hand up gripping her boob in my hand and added my fingers once again doubling the pleasure she mewled her hips bucking up desperately to meet my movements.

I felt her clench around my fingers and I pulled away when she was right around the corner to her orgasm before she could say anything I kissed her cheek cutting her off

"Don't worry baby this is the last thing?" I cooed.

I got her back on her hands and knees and arched her back a little before pushing back in but I didn't move. Carol's head snapped to me wondering why I wasn't moving.

"Go ahead you wanna cum so bad fuck yourself"

She wasted no time and instantly moved her ass back against me while I held onto the bed board above her head. Her moans were frantic and very loud the more rougher she got with her movements.

The sounds of skin on skin contact was very loud too. If you passed by the room you could definitely tell what we were doing.

She gripped the bed sheets tightly and cried out when she hit her g-spot.

"Oh shit fuck oh!" She yelled.

I spread her legs and instantly drilled into her she turned her head and buried her face into a pillow, her loud whimpers being muffled by the soft cushion.

"Tell me your mine Cupcake" I whispered, grabbing her head and turning her away from the pillow.

"I-im yours I'm fucking yours" she moaned I smiled and leaned down to her face.

"You can touch yourself now" she immediately moved her hand down rubbing her clit in circles.

She tried to silence her loud cries at the sudden pressure of my movements and her fingers but I grabbed her hand pinning it over her head

"Nobody's home cupcake you can be as loud as you want" I whispered.

I grabbed one of her legs and raised it a little. I looked down at my girlfriend mesmerized by her pure beauty.

"Oh my god I'm so close" she whimpered, rubbing herself faster with one hand and digging her nails into my hand that was pinning it.

Her moans got louder and louder until she cried out her eyes rolling in the back of her head and her climax finally hitting her in strong waves.

I help ride out her high until she pushes me away from her due to the overstimulation. She grabs my chin but softly this time and connects our lips.

I cup her cheek relaxing into the kiss we pull away and I roll off of her pulling her body to mine by the waist "holy shit" she laughed breathlessly I snickered pulling her closer.

"I love that submissive side of you" I cooed teasingly as she rolled her eyes leaning her head on my chest.

"I'll fucking kill you if you tell anyone".

I smiled at her and she smiled back. She slowly trailed her hands down my body stopping at my pants.

"Do you want me to this time?" I shook my head and kissed her temple.

"It's fine I owed you anyways today was rough" I said.

"Damn fucking right and don't thing I forgot about that prissy bitch" she jabbed I sighed knowing she still wasn't gonna let it go she turned her body away from me and pressed her back to my front.

"Now cuddle me" she demands I chuckle softly and turned over wrapping my arm around her naked waist. We continued to talk and joke until we both fell asleep.

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𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗔𝘀𝘀

"𝗚𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱𝘂𝗹𝗲!"

I LET out a groan as I hear the sound of my irritating ass alarm clock going off that signifies a new day at school, encountering unfamiliar faces, and more challenges.

It is evident that I am not a social person, as I struggle with conversing with others. Whenever someone approaches me, it is usually to bother me.

In my perspective, my childhood was far from perfect. My life has always been overshadowed by my younger sister, Gabi, which has resulted in various instances of mental distress and anxiety.

I have experienced dark thoughts and faint voices urging me to harm my sister, leading to a brief stay in a mental institution.

Furthermore, I have had significant anger problems in the past, although they have subsided for the most part. They only resurface when someone manages to push the right buttons.

I am unsure of the origins of my anger issues, and I don't particularly care. My mother often claimed that I inherited them from my incarcerated uncle, who is currently serving time for involvement in illegal drug trade which made no fucking sense to me.

Beep!...Beep!....Beep!

I groan louder and slam my hand against the button halting the irritating clock from beeping any further. I sit up in my bed with a disinterested yet fatigued expression on my face.

"Today is going to be the shittiest day ever," I mutter, cringing at the sound of my hoarse morning voice. I clear my throat and rise from the bed, heading towards the bathroom.

I open my cupboard and retrieve a towel, placing it on the seat of the toilet. Then, I turn on the shower and adjust it to a mildly warm temperature.

I tie my hair into a bun and proceed to undress. Stepping into the shower, I let out a contented sigh as the warmth of the water envelops my body.

After my shower, I step out and pick up the towel from the toilet seat, wrapping it around myself. I walk over to my dresser and take out some underwear and a sports bra. Releasing my grip on the towel, it falls from my body. I put on the undergarments and then proceed to search through my dresser for some clothes.

I selected a white t-shirt adorned with a cute little milk character and a pair of denim jean shorts. I put on the shirt and shorts, then return to my bed to put on some socks and shoes.

I adorn myself with hoop earrings and apply some lip gloss. I let my hair down and fashion it into a high ponytail.

I grab my bag and lazily sling it over my shoulder. I make my way downstairs, doing my best to ignore my family. However, luck is not on my side today, as I end up getting caught.

"Penelope Rivers, I know you are not attempting to leave this house without driving your younger sister, young lady," I roll my eyes and turn around to see my mom standing behind me with her arms folded.

I gazed at her with an expressionless face and responded with

"can't you simply drive her to school?" she shakes her head saying.

"Me and your father need to get to work if we take your sister, we would be late" I roll my eyes and groan in exasperation seeing they don't even care if I'm late I could literally go to Pluto, and they wouldn't take notice.

I seize the keys off the hook and say.

"Whatever just tell her to hurry up because as you can see, I'm already behind schedule for my first day so yea" I opened the door and slammed it shut behind me and strolled to my car getting into the driver's seat placing the keys into the car and starting the engine.

I hear the front door close, and the passenger seat open I turn my head and see that Gabby made it to the car

"took you long enough couldn't you have gone any faster" I informed her with a despising look she looked at me with a big smile and said, "I'll be quicker next time promise!"

I rolled my eyes and began to drive the car. I don't know why but that smile always made me sick mostly because it was the same smile I typically had before she was born, and I wasn't neglected.

When we arrived at Gaby's school, I basically pushed her out the car and sped off to my school. I was already late as it is, so I definitely was infuriated.

When I arrived at my school I sighed 'let's just get this damn day over with' I pondered and I stepped out the car shutting the door and locking it after.

I stroll into the school and navigate my way to the front office. I pushed open the door to find a woman who appeared to be in her fifties, engrossed in painting her nails.

I ring the bell, causing her to look at me with irritation. In a monotone voice, she asks, "How can I assist you?" I hand her my freshly acquired note.

She snatches it from my grasp and checks me before entering something into the computer. After a few minutes, a piece of paper emerges from the printer. She retrieves it and hands it to me.

I take it from her, inspecting my schedule. She dismisses me with a wave, and I exit the office, perusing the paper to discover that I have a teacher named Mr. Leather.

I wander around until I finally locate the classroom. I open the door, but my own lack of awareness causes me to swing it open with more force than necessary, resulting in a loud thud as the door collides with the wall.

The entire class falls silent, their gazes turning towards me, their expressions a mix of confusion and slight surprise.

I gaze at the man in front and inquire, "Are you Mr. Leather?" while arching an eyebrow. He doesn't respond, instead simply staring at me.

My legs ache from standing for so long, and the awkward silence becomes unbearable. To break it, I snap my fingers in front of his face.

"Look, dude, my feet are killing me, and I desperately need to sit down. So, are you Mr. Leather or not?" I question.

He seems to snap out of his daze, taking my paper from my hands and examining it. He nods, a smile forming on his face. He returns the paper to me, replying, "Yes, and you must be Penelope Rivers?"

I corrected him, saying, "Penny, not Penelope."

He acknowledges and says, "indeed, my apologies. Welcome, Miss Rivers. You may have a seat next to Carol. Carol, would you kindly raise your hand?". I hear a groan from the rear of the classroom and a pale hand ascend into the air. I begin to navigate towards the hand, but I still notice the rest of the class fixated on me.

'Goodness, do the people in this damn school possess a tendency to gaze excessively?' I thought as I approached the hand, attempting to shield myself from the stares.

As I draw nearer to the back, I gradually discern the features of this person called 'Carol'.

She had light brownish hair that is parted in the middle, along with spectacles that are disproportionately large for her face. Nevertheless, she manages to carry off the appearance.

Beneath those spectacles lie dark brown eyes that narrow in my direction. She adorns a vibrant flannel shirt, paired with light blue denim and black combat boots. I must admit, she is a beautiful girl.

I also notice that she has something in her mouth, resembling a jawbreaker. Disrespectfully, she rests her long, slender legs on the desk.

I reach my designated seat and settle down next to her, causing her to slam her hand down on the desk rather forcefully.

I catch a glimpse of her glancing at me from the corner of my eye, prompting me to turn and meet her gaze. My high ponytail sways as my head moves.

"Do you also possess a thing for staring?" I inquire, wearing an expression of annoyance.

She rolled her eyes at me with a smirk and responded saying.

"Please looking at you is the last thing I want to do."

I presented her with an impassive expression and rolled my eyes "but you were just doing it 3 seconds ago idiot" I murmured quietly under my breath. Her head quickly turned towards me, and she appeared to lean closer.

"What did you say?!" she snapped. I remained silent but smirked and looked ahead. She huffed angrily and leaned back in her seat.

I glanced up at the clock and realized that we still had 40 minutes left of the class. I groaned and slumped back in my chair, tuning out everything around me. Suddenly, someone tapped my desk.

I turned to my left and saw a girl with strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes.

She was wearing a pink and yellow striped shirt that was tucked into pink flared jeans. I raised an eyebrow at her and tilted my head slightly "yes, can I help you?" I asked. She smiled at me, revealing her braces.

"I was wondering if you had a pencil?" she inquired.

I said nothing and simply retrieved a pencil from my pencil case, which I pulled out from my backpack.

I handed it to her, causing her smile to widen, if that was even possible, and she nodded her head in gratitude "thank you!" I winced slightly at her high-pitched tone but nodded, nonetheless.

When the bell chimed, I breathed a sigh of relief and gathered my belongings. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around to see the same girl grinning at me, holding my pencil. She extended it towards me, and I accepted it from her hand.

"Thank you for letting me borrow it. By the way, I'm Rosalie!" she introduced herself.

"I'm Penelope, but please only call me Penny. Never use my full name, got it?" My sharp tone seemed to catch her off guard, but she nodded and left the room. I also left, examining my schedule for the next class.

However, as I searched for my next class, I felt my schedule being snatched from my hand by a familiar pale hand.

I looked up to see that it was Carol, the girl from my previous class. "Look what we've got here," she taunted. I attempted to retrieve it from her, but she quickly pulled away, preventing me from getting it.

I didn't even know this girl, yet she was already causing trouble for me. "Can you please give me back my schedule? I need to get to class," I requested. She smirked smugly and shook her head.

"Nah, I don't think I will." I took a deep breath, feeling my anger rise, but I tried to remain composed which didn't work.

"You have ten seconds to return my schedule before I knock those glasses right off your face!" I sneered, stepping closer to her. At that moment, I noticed our height difference - I was slightly taller than her by about 3 or 4 inches.

She glanced sideways and flicked her hand, causing my schedule to fly to the ground. "Whatever dipshit," she muttered before striding away down the corridor and disappearing around the corner.

I clicked my tongue in irritation and retrieved my timetable. I could already tell she was going to be a problem.

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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴄᴀʀᴏʟ x ꜰᴇᴍ! Reader

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I was brushing my teeth preparing for sleep, I glanced into the room and saw Carol changing her clothes. I grinned and resumed brushing. I spat out the toothpaste and rinsed my mouth with water.

Once I finished, I switched off the light and headed towards the bed. I climbed in and settled under the covers. Carol joined me a few moments later.

I switched off the lamp and lay down, wrapping my arm around her waist as I cuddled her from behind. I playfully kissed her cheek, and she chuckled, pushing my face away.

I smiled and turned off the lamp, getting comfortable and quickly falling asleep. However, at around 3 am, I woke up to the sound of small sobs. I felt arms wrap around me tightly, clutching onto me.

Reacting quickly, I turned the lamp back on and saw Carol burying her head in my chest. I felt my shirt becoming damp from her tears, so I wrapped my arms around her waist and gently stroked her hair.

"What's wrong, Care?" I asked, feeling confused.

It was unusual to see her crying, as I was accustomed to her confident and strong presence. So, I was quite surprised by this display of emotion.

"Please don't leave me. Please don't go," she pleaded, holding onto me tighter.

"Hey, hey, look at me," I said, brushing her hair away from her face. I noticed her red, swollen eyes and tear-stained cheeks. I wiped away her tears and gently cupped her cheek.

"Why are you crying, sweetheart?" I inquired. She sniffled and wiped her nose.

"Sorry for waking you up. I just had a nightmare," she explained.

"Do you want to tell me what it was about?" I asked. She shook her head.

"It's too embarrassing," she sniffled. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I promise I won't make fun of you," I assured her, grabbing her hand and intertwining our fingers.

"It was about you. We had an argument, and you ended up leaving me, saying that you wished you never had me and that I deserved to die in prison," she sobbed.

I embraced her head to my chest.

"It felt so real" her sobs muffling in my blouse I pecked her temple massaging her back.

"Shh darling listen it was just a dream you know I'll never depart from you have been through enough and deserve the universe" she wipes her eyes her face softening with each tranquil word.

"Why me though you could have been with a better woman?" she asks.

"Because I adore you and only you and I'll keep adoring you until our final days" I kiss the marriage band on her finger.

"Remember when I assured you that when you got released from prison, I would place a ring on your finger and marry you I kept that assurance right?"

She nodded her head "well I promise that it's us forever" I extended my pink finger much to her amusement she hooked her pinky finger with mine smiling brightly I kissed her forehead and held her until she slowly fell asleep.

[𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟐, 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟑]

I heard an urgent rap on my window, and I drew back the drapes to see Carol, but she appeared slightly frantic. I opened the window and she promptly climbed in.

"Hey Carol, what's going on- oof!" I was interrupted by her embracing me tightly.

"I did something terrible, and the authorities are going to discover it," she confessed.

My eyes widened, and I gazed down at her.

"What did you do?" I inquired, my heart rate quickening.

"I murdered Debbie," she stated. I stared at her in astonishment. I knew she disliked her, but I never imagined she would resort to killing her.

"You did what!" I exclaimed, stepping back. Carol flinched at the sudden increase in my voice.

"Why would you do that to your own kin? I know you didn't like her, but to kill her!" I yelled, fortunately, my parents were not home, or else they would likely have burst in.

"Hold on, you don't understand. I did it for us!" she pleaded, gripping my arm.

"What on earth are you talking about?" I asked.

"I did it so I wouldn't have to leave you," she said, gradually maneuvering me towards the wall.

I continued to gaze at her, but now with fear. She cupped my cheeks with her hands, our eyes locked, but I gently removed her hands from my face.

"Carol, this is wrong. You can't escape from something you've done. You have to do what's right," I reasoned. Her expression shifted from hurt to anger as she backed away from me.

"I can't do that. I'll have my entire life torn away from me!" she shouted.

"Just like you took away Debbie's life. You admitted it yourself; they are essentially searching for you. It will be worse if you continue to hide," I said, noticing tears beginning to well in her eyes.

I tried to calm her down, but she forcefully pushed me away. "It's utter nonsense. She deserved it," she sneered. "Carol!" I shouted.

"WHAT-" I interrupted her by kissing her lips gently she gradually began to calm down and I withdrew when she regained composure.

"I understand you're upset, but I would prefer you face less trouble rather than more trouble please do it for me" her shoulders started to tremble that's when I noticed she was crying she clung to my shirt tightly and I embraced her body.

"How will I know if you'll even remember me if I did comply wouldn't be surprised if you meet someone else" she sobbed I shook my head and held her face in my hands making her gaze into my eyes.

"That's not going to happen I'll wait for you as long as it takes, and I promise you the moment you get out I'll purchase you the finest engagement ring and we'll have our wedding wherever you desire go on a luxurious honeymoon and simply spend time together" she chuckled through her tears.

"I will visit you every day, write you letters, or talk on the phone with you if I can't do either I don't want you to be afraid because I'll be by your side ok please Carol" she squeezed my hand while looking down at the floor after some silence she slowly nodded her head.

"Ok I'll do it, but you promise that you'll never abandon me right?" I nodded my head.

"Of course," I replied.

She slowly retreats and walks towards the window before pausing and rushing back to me and pressing her lips onto mine for what would be the final time, I hold her in my arms our lips moving in perfect harmony.

I could feel tears streaming down my cheeks when we finally separated, I stroked her hair gazing deeply into her eyes.

"I love you Carol" she sniffled wiping her nose and wiping my tears.

"I love you too" with that she slowly releases me and climbs out the window without looking back.

|𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭|

I grinned at my spouse's slumbering silhouette, ultimately content to embrace her in my embrace after countless years of anticipation. It was all worthwhile since I could finally fulfill my commitment. Gradually, I shifted and switched off the light, ensuring that both Carol and I were at ease before drifting into slumber.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗙𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆

"𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙪𝙢𝙗"

"YOU ROCK my world" I sang tapping my fingers on my steering wheel to the beat while driving to Carol's house to pick her up so we can head to work.

"You rocked my world; you know you did and everything I own I give the rarest love who'd think I'd find Someone like you to call mine" I wiped off the small imaginary sweat from my little dance workout.

"God, I love that song," I whispered as I pulled into her driveway. I glanced up at her window and noticed the curtain twitch slightly, as if someone were peering down at me. I took it as a signal that Carol was there and making her way to the door.

My signal was confirmed when Carol emerged in her work attire, her hair tied up in a high ponytail and her uniform skirt swishing with each step. I unlocked the car, allowing her to get in. She tossed her backpack into the backseat before climbing into the passenger seat and shutting the door.

"Hey," she greeted, leaning over to give me a quick kiss.

"Hey, are you ready to go?" I asked as she fastened her seatbelt.

"Yes, but it's going to be incredibly busy since the football team won again," she groaned, leaning back in her seat.

"But hey, you know what that means, right?" I teased, nudging her with my elbow.

She smirked at me, fully aware of what I was about to say.

"More money," we both chimed in simultaneously, giving each other a high five. We burst into laughter, and I started the car, pulling out of the driveway.

Carol turned on the radio and gazed ahead at the street.

"Are you alright?" I asked, noticing her silence. She shook her head.

"No, not really. It's my damn parents. They're such jerks," she said, frustration evident in her voice. I sighed and looked at her before returning my focus to the road.

"What did they do this time?" I inquired.

"I was planning to take the car so you wouldn't have to pick me up, but they let Barbie use it instead because they believe she's more responsible than me. It's ridiculous. She only uses the car to get high and engage in prostitution," she ranted, her voice growing louder with each word and her face turning red with anger.

She clenched her fists, and I knew she was on the verge of hitting something. In one swift motion, I brought the car to a halt and grabbed her fist, which was inches away from my dashboard.

"Hey, hey, calm down, alright? You don't need to put yourself through this. When it comes to transportation, I've got you covered."

I felt her slowly relax her fist, so I interlaced my fingers with hers in a firm grasp "you can depend on me fuck your family you know if you require anything that's the reason why I'm here" she took in a deep breath and nodded her head.

"You're right I'm sorry it's just they frustrate me..." I pulled her body to mine, and she rested her head on my shoulder.

I put my head on top of hers rubbing her shoulder to keep her calm.

"I know, I know it's okay just let's try and divert your attention and after work, we could go somewhere" she looked up at me in confusion.

"What did you have in mind?" I just shrugged.

"I don't know we can find out later, okay?" She nodded and leaned back in the seat.

I smiled and continued driving to work. After a couple of minutes we finally made it to Domingos. I turn off the car and we hop out, closing and locking the doors behind us. I opened the door for her, allowing her to go in first before I went after.

I went and put my stuff in my locker and tied my hair up with my hair tie that was on my wrist. I went back to the front and instantly got to work.

I wanted to get my mind off of the time cause the more I looked at it the slower it would pass by. After some time I got tired and dragged myself over to the bar already seeing Carol and Barbara standing there.

"Gosh I dislike people" I whined, placing my head in my arms trying not to go to sleep. I could hear Carol laugh and she rubbed my back a little while I was closing my eyes for a little while but that obviously didn't last because I heard a loud voice from behind us.

"Barbara! Carol! Penny! Wanna hear something funny?" I quickly picked my head up trying to act like I wasn't just trying to sleep on the counter.

"Yea sure" I said Carol and Barbara also agreed leaning in towards the girl as she told her story.

"See that guy over there?" She pointed towards a bald-headed guy with a mustache who was reading a newspaper.

"An hour ago, when this place was packed, I pass by his table he asks me can he have classifieds and I'm like, first of all, he was sitting in Tonya's section second of all I got five tables of my own.

I had to handle and thirdly who says it like that like can I have advertisements but I'm trying to be a good Christian" I honestly started to get bored, but it was kind of intriguing.

"And I don't want to mess with Tonya's tips, so I go out to the sidewalk use a quarter of my own money, buy this man a paper, pick out the classifieds section, and when I bring it to his table, guess what he says?" She said crossing her arms.

"What?" Carol and Barbra say.

He says, "well what's this?" to which I reply.

"The classifieds you asked for" to which he replied, "I asked for a glass of ice" we all started to burst out laughing. It literally made no sense to me but that's what made it so funny.

"That's a good story," Carol laughed.

The girl walked away since she had to go serve a table and I was picking at the toothpicks putting one in my mouth. I felt someone tap my shoulder and I looked over to see it was Carol.

"Hey you remember that guy right doesn't he look good?" I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.

"Umm, I'm sorry but did you forget who you're talking to your girlfriend?" I stated emphasizing the last word; she just gave me a teasing smirk and shrugged her shoulders.

"Who says I can't have both?" I groaned, pushing her away from me by her face she pouted at me and crossed her arms.

"Your mean," she said, turning her head away from me like she thought she was guilt tripping me into apologizing, but I just rolled my eyes and went to serve another table leaving her dumbfounded.

I laughed hearing her throw a small fit from behind me "cute" I muttered under my breath knowing she'll just forgive me later after serving some more tables it was finally time for the place to close down.

I thanked the Lord in my mind and went to my locker grabbing my bag not even bothering to change out of my uniform.

I walked back to the front but couldn't see Carol anywhere that was until a cold hand touched my shoulder.

I screamed and swung at whoever it was making the person quickly dodge. They popped back up and it was Carol.

"Goddammit girl, stop doing that, you're gonna give me a heart attack one day!" I said clutching my heart which was beating pretty fast.

She just smiled at me while laughing her ass off "oh haha yeah, go ahead and laugh all you want . You won't find it amusing when I ultimately render you unconscious." I pivoted, heading towards the exit, removing the hairband from my head, releasing my hair, all the while still catching Carol's quiet chuckles.

"So, you decided where you wanted to go?" I inquired, keeping my focus on the road ahead. I noticed her shifting slightly in the corner of my eye.

"Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm pretty exhausted, but I don't want to go home," she replied, reclining in her seat.

"Well, you can just stay the night at my house," I offered.

"Wouldn't your parents have something to say about that?" she asked, prompting an eye roll from me.

"Remember, my parents are still away," I chuckled. She had a moment of realization and nodded.

"Right, I forgot about that." I drove us to my house and parked in the driveway. We both exited the car, and I unlocked the front door with my key.

When we reached my room, Carol tossed her backpack on the floor and flopped onto my bed with a groan.

"It's so hot in here," she complained. I went to my drawer and grabbed a shirt, tossing it to her.

"Change into that," I instructed, grabbing a shirt for myself and beginning to remove my uniform.

I took off my skirt, leaving me in my underwear and sports bra. I could sense her eyes on me, so I turned around to see Carol looking at me intently. I smirked and turned back around, putting on the shirt, then walked over to the bed and climbed in next to her.

"Aren't you going to change?" I asked, snapping her out of her daze. She hesitantly got up and slowly began to remove her uniform.

"Why are you so nervous? It's nothing I haven't seen before," I teased. She flipped me off and pulled down her skirt, making sure to bend over, giving me a full view. I stored the image in my mind and clicked my tongue at her playfully.

"I wouldn't hesitate to fuck you right now, even if you're tired, Carol," I replied, smiling mischievously. She smirked back at me and put on the shirt.

"Maybe later," she said, removing the hair tie from her head and getting into the bed. She turned her back to me, indicating that she wanted to cuddle.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her body close to mine. She hummed in contentment.

"Goodnight, Carol," I whispered, but received no response. I looked over at her I was perplexed at first, but it quickly transformed when I witnessed her slumbering countenance. I could tell that she was asleep due to her faint snoring.

My emotions overwhelmed me as she was the initial individual to evoke such feelings within me.

To be truthful, I was thoroughly relishing this experience.

Without her, I would likely have remained in the same desolate state as before we arrived here. I gently kissed her cheek and gradually removed her spectacles, setting them on my bedside table.

I turned off the light and drifted into a much-needed slumber, tightly embracing my partner's body.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗙𝘂𝗻 (𝟭𝟴+)

"𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙"

IT HAS been a couple of months since Carol and I began dating, and it has been the most incredible time of my life. We had to keep our relationship a secret because of the school's circumstances, but other than that, everything has been relaxed.

As the final bell rings, signaling the end of the school day, Carol and I gather our belongings and leave the classroom. I'm grateful to have Carol as my partner because I can't work well with anyone else.

We make our way to my car, engaging in conversation along the way. Suddenly, someone pulls the back of my backpack, startling me. I regain my balance and turn to see Rosalie, who quickly apologizes, explaining that I dropped my notebook in the hallway, and she wanted to return it.

"Oh!" I exclaim in surprise, accepting my notebook from her. I offer a small "thank you" and a nod, noticing a slight blush on Rosalie's cheeks as she giggles softly.

Before Rosalie can say anything, Carol approaches me, forcefully grabbing my chin and kissing me passionately, leaving Rosalie wide-eyed.

Smirking at Rosalie, Carol declares, "She's currently unavailable," then takes my hand and leads me away. I smile and allow her to guide me to my car, where we unlock the doors and get in.

After locking the doors, I turn to Carol with a smirk. "You look really hot when you're jealous," I tease. She rolls her eyes, crosses her arms, and gazes out the window.

"Jealous my ass," she mutters under her breath, but a small smile form on her lips.

I laugh and start the car, driving towards my house. Carol mentioned not wanting to go home just yet. Fortunately, when we arrive, nobody is home because Gabi is attending a small basketball game.

I had to find out on my own since my family is terrible at keeping me informed.

We head upstairs to my room, set our things down, and plop onto my bed, taking out our notes to study for our upcoming tests.

Thank goodness it's pre-calculus, a subject I excel in. As I write down notes, Carol's hand stops me from continuing. "What is it-"

I turned my head to inquire of her, but she interrupted me by pressing her lips against mine. She pushed me down onto the bed and climbed on top of me, our lips never parting.

I tightly grasped her hips, causing her to emit a slight moan as we finally broke apart to catch our breath. "I don't know about you, but I'm feeling incredibly horny," she said with a smirk.

I raised an eyebrow at her statement and questioned her with a gaze. "Now?"

She tilted her head at me, smirking, and leaned down inches away from my face. "Now," she said. It was my turn to smirk, and I nodded.

"Alright, but..." I flipped us over, much to her surprise. She glared at me and attempted to escape my grip, but failed.

"I'm the one in control here," I said, grabbing her face in my hands and forcefully kissing her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, sighing into the kiss.

I slowly moved my hands to her belt buckle and began to undo her pants, planting kisses on her neck.

"Fuck," Carol gripped my shoulders tightly, making me slightly hiss. But it only made me more aggressive. I roughly pulled her jeans off her legs and threw them across the room.

Carol bit her lip as I slowly got back on top of her and started to lift her shirt. She raised her arms, helping me remove her shirt completely. I tossed it aside, gazing at her partially exposed body beneath me. I noticed a smirk on her face.

She slightly spread her legs, giving me space to come between them.

I leaned down and our lips met again, slowly. She put her hands in my hair, gripping it roughly as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I grabbed the straps of her bra and pulled them down, exposing more of her skin.

I quickly got up from the bed, removing my shirt and jeans before climbing back onto the bed. Carol lifted her head and gave my neck a quick peck before laying back down.

I returned to kissing and biting her neck, causing her to whimper and bite her lip.

I growled and slowly slid my hand down to her underwear, her breathing picked up a little as my hand went in. I start to gently rub her teasingly.

She drags her nails down my arm leaving marks as her mouth goes agape and her breathing to pick up even faster.

She lets out a small moan and leans her head back on my pillow spreading her legs wider to get more friction. I smirk at her state.

"You alright care bear?"

She glares at me, but I could tell she was having a hard time trying to maintain her tough face.

"Screw you" she said, restraining a moan.

"Now, now cupcake, that's not what to say when you're beneath me?" I teased with a cheeky smile, and I started to slow down causing her to groan in frustration.

"Seriously Penn?!" I just chuckled at her.

"Calm down Care you'll get what you want let me explore this body" I say as I slowly pulled her into a heated kiss, she immediately kissed back wrapping her arms around me.

I roughly fondle her breasts while kissing her more intensely. She grunted and set her hands on my back.

The kiss started to get more passionate as I felt up the rest of her body while she tried to create some friction. I separated from the kiss a string of saliva following as well as our heavy breaths.

I looked at my work seeing multiple love bites on her breasts and collarbone.

I then gripped her neck with my hand making her groan. I leaned down next to her ear and whispered.

"Say you're mine baby" she shivered a little and shook her head.

"Never" she said with a sly smirk. I glared at her and yanked her underwear off leaving her in only her bra.

I spread her legs and placed my knee in-between them. She lets out a slight yelp and I grab her neck and she leans her head back with a groan leaving her lips.

I tighten my grip on her neck and forcefully pull her head down to establish eye contact with me. I reach down and remove her spectacles as she blinks repeatedly to adjust.

"You won't be needing these," I place them on my nightstand. I glance back to find her struggling to focus on my face, displaying irritation.

"I can't see anything, Penn," she exclaims. I emit a dark chuckle and softly kiss her neck.

"That's the intention, my beautiful," I whisper in her ear with a deep voice.

"I'm going to make you scream so loudly that you'll be speechless for days."

She releases a soft moan in response to my words.

I lift my knee and move my hand towards her intimate area, beginning to stimulate her with a vigorous pace. She bites her lip, attempting to suppress her moans, but fails miserably as her face contorts with surrender and pleasure.

She digs her nails into my back, tilting her head back and letting out loud moans and curses.

"Yes, fuck!" She tilts her head back, eyes closed, resembling a drunken teenager. I slyly smirk at her state and plant gentle kisses on her neck. I switch from the intense pace to a slow one, prompting a groan from Carol.

She glares at me with anger, her flushed face and slightly disheveled hair.

"Can you please stop doing that?!" She groans in irritation.

"Say you're mine and that you want it," I provoke her, and she shoots me a look filled with frustration, completely fed up with my teasing.

"No," she responds.

I nod and shrug my shoulders. "Alright then, I suppose I'll just leave you like this-"

I begin to withdraw my hand, but she quickly grabs it, halting my movement. "Wait! Wait!" I raise an eyebrow as she lets out an exasperated sigh, turning her head and muttering something under her breath, inaudible to me.

"What was that, Care?" I inquire, tilting my head.

"Please," she says through gritted teeth. I click my tongue, shaking my head.

"Say it with sincerity," she sneers at me, but eventually sighs and locks eyes with me.

"I'm yours, I'm all yours. Please, Penn," she squeezes one of her bra covered breasts, intensifying the situation. I lost control at that moment.

I swiftly began to return to rubbing her at a rough tempo. She let out a surprised moan but also relished in the sensation.

I resolved to escalate the intensity and inserted two fingers into her. She arched her back and clung onto me tightly, exclaiming, "Oh my god, yes!" She lustfully smiles, tilting her head back.

"God can't help you now, my dear," I say, chuckling darkly. I added another finger while raising her legs so that they almost touch her chest, allowing my fingers to penetrate deeper.

Carol emits a loud moan, almost bordering on a scream, as she begins to fondle herself, causing me to release a growl.

She then surprises me by flipping us over, so that she is on top, causing my fingers to leave her. She pushes me down with a wide grin and spreads her legs.

"Watch and enjoy," she slowly unfastens her bra and pulls the straps down. She teases me briefly before removing it and tossing it aside. She licks her hand and gradually glides it down her body towards her intimate area, and slowly starts to rub herself.

She bites her lip and tilts her head back, releasing a pleasurable sigh. She slowly starts to grind on her hand, emitting a soft moan at the friction, and gazes down at me with a smirk, her hair partially obscuring her face.

I begin to fondle her breasts, causing her moans to grow louder, as she quickens her movements. She leans down and places a passionate kiss on my lips.

"Do you enjoy watching me pleasure myself for you, baby?" she coos, kissing my neck. I adjust her body so that I can fully appreciate the view.

"Use your fingers," she immediately complied, inserting her fingers into herself. She squeals, curling her fingers and hitting her sensitive spot. I lean back with a confident smirk, my arms resting behind my head as I continue to observe.

"Does it feel good, gumdrop?" she rapidly nods her head, holding onto me for support.

"Do not allow yourself to cum just yet, that is my responsibility," she grinds her hips into her fingers, tilting her head back in pure bliss.

"Yes!" she bites her lip, gripping me tighter and intensifying her hip movements.

"I'm so close," she groaned as an idea struck me. I shifted her hand, causing her to look at me with a puzzled expression.

"I have an idea, trust me, you'll enjoy it," I lifted her off of me and exited the room, leaving her bewildered. I made my way to my parents' bedroom and opened the door.

I headed directly to the spot where I knew everything would be. I glanced beneath the rug and discovered the key.

I unlocked it and opened the door, revealing a collection of various adult toys. Despite my parents' kinky inclinations before having my sister and me, they had kept these items. I searched for it and eventually found what I was looking for, a strap-on.

I grabbed it and securely closed the door, ensuring it was locked. I walked to the bathroom and cleansed it thoroughly, as I was unsure of what substances may have been on it and didn't want it to affect Carol.

Once I confirmed that it was impeccably clean, I returned to the room and locked the door behind me.

Carol immediately noticed the strap-on and eyed it with a lustful gaze. I climbed back onto the bed, positioning myself on top of her.

"Do you want to try?" She nodded, granting me permission. I nodded in return and carefully put it on, making sure it was properly secured.

I straddled her and teased the entrance of her clitoris with the tip. She whimpered and shifted her hips slightly. I moistened my hand and gently stimulated her before slowly penetrating her. She gasped and clung to the pillow.

I massaged her clit to ease her nerves until the strap-on was fully inserted. We waited a few moments before she signaled me to proceed. I grasped her waist and began moving in and out, assisting her in adjusting to the sensation.

After some time, her uncomfortable groans transformed into soft whimpers. "Go faster," she pleaded. I said nothing and quickened my pace, amplifying her sounds.

"Fuck," she whimpered, gazing up at me with her large, dark brown eyes locked onto mine. I positioned her legs so that they were almost touching her chest and held onto them firmly before thrusting into her with more force.

She cried out and clutched the pillow above her head. I spread her legs apart slightly to achieve a deeper angle, which seemed to intensify her pleasure as her moans grew louder.

"Right there!" She squealed, biting her lip. I let her legs go and she instantly wrapped them around my waist.

Carol then took the chance and flipped us over and lined herself up with it and sunk down. She bit her lip extremely hard making blood withdraw.

She let out a few pleasured groans before slowly starting to rock her hips making small whimpers come from her lips. After a few minutes, she started to turn her rocking motions into bouncing motions.

She closes her eyes, gripping my arms tightly as she lets out a soft moan. She leans her head back, shaking the hair out of her face. She looks down at me with a grin before placing her hands on my chest and starting to bounce faster, looking deep into my eyes the entire time.

She then grabs my hands and puts them on her hips. I finally realized what she wanted me to do and started to move her a little faster, watching her facial expressions the entire time.

She looked extremely beautiful with her hair bouncing with her movements. It was definitely a sight to see. "Oh yes!" I was surprised at what an object can do to this girl.

"Don't feel so powerful now, do you cupcake?" I mocked as she tried to glare at me but was too lost in pleasure.

"F-fuck you!" I cut her off by moving her at a rough speed, watching her bite her lip to hide the moans and whimpers she was letting out.

Her breathing picks up as her mouth opens, releasing a loud moan from her lips. Her face contorts with pleasure as she allows me to move her. She lets out a string of curses, completely lost in pleasure.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I bite my lip as I stare at my girlfriend on top of me, dazed.

It wasn't long before her moans started to get louder, and her movements started to get sloppy. I could sense she was near, as her walls were closing in, urging her to complete the task correctly.

I begin to move my hips up forcefully, matching her thrusts and simultaneously stimulating her, causing her to moan loudly and fall over catching herself before our bodies could collide.

Fortunately, my family wasn't home, not that I would have cared either way.

"You like that?" I groaned, feeling the weight of her body pressing against me, almost taking my breath away. However, I maintained my composure.

"Yes, I do!" she whimpered. I flipped us back over.

"I'll take over from here," I whispered, giving her a quick kiss on the lips before proceeding to completely railing her. The bed was creaking loud, so I tried not to be too rough cause I'm not trying to listen to my parents interrogating me about how it broke.

"Slow down, Penn, you're going too fast!" she squealed, clutching onto my body and digging her nails into my back.

"You wanted this, so I'm giving it to you," I growled. Surprising her, I inserted my fingers into her, and although taken aback, she welcomed the double pleasure of the strap and my fingers, sending her into a frenzy.

She was a complete mess, with disheveled hair, flushed cheeks, and pleasure-filled eyes rolled back. Whenever she opened her mouth, only screams of pleasure escaped.

I felt her tighten around the strap, and I allowed her to grind her hips against me rapidly, gripping her waist firmly to keep her steady.

"Oh my god, right there, yes!" A few seconds later, her eyes rolled back, and she let out a loud scream as my hand became slick with her arousal. Her body collapsed against the pillows. When she had regained some energy, I pulled out of her.

I gazed at the mess she had created, and my eyes widened as I chuckled.

"Damn, Carol, you were really turned on," I remarked. She chuckled tiredly and ran her hand through her hair.

"Holy shit, that was intense. We definitely have to do that again sometime," she said. I simply laughed, removing the strap and tossing it into my drawer, as I had no intention of returning it.

After several minutes she prepared to get out of bed to retrieve her clothes, I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to face me. I gently caressed her ass as I brought my fingers to her mouth. "Suck" she smirked and slowly placed the fingers in her mouth and licked the juices, all of them keeping eye contact with me.

I growl as she takes the fingers out her mouth with a pop and grabs my face roughly with her hand and presses a passionate kiss to my lips slipping her tongue in making me taste herself in my mouth. We slowly pull away as I give her ass a slight smack causing her to glare at me.

She got up from the bed, but her sore legs made her immediately fall on the floor making me burst out laughing. After she glared at me, she got back up and started putting on her clothes which were flung around the room.

She finally put her pants on fixing her hair and trying to cover up the marks on her body "what about you?" I shook my head.

"Watching you was just enough for me plus it was nice talking control over you" I said with a smirk getting up and putting my clothes on.

She rolled her eyes with a scoff as she said.

"You just don't want to be a bottom", I laugh at her cuteness and get up from the bed coming up behind her while she tries to button up her shirt, I grab her waist and turn her around to face me I move her hair to the side planting kisses on all the hickies as she laughs.

"All these fucking hickies on me seriously Penn how am I gonna hide these" she pouted.

I have makeup in my car down worry cupcake" I teased seeing the annoyed glance she gave me but she said nothing else.

I pull away as she fixes herself up.

"Okay but got to get home folks will kill me if I'm home late" I nod my head and grab my car keys off of my nightstand as she grabs her backpack and books, we make our way out of the house with me closing the front door behind me.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗲

"𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚?"

I WOKE UP this morning with a sensation I haven't experienced in years... joy? I don't know why, but I suppose it's due to what occurred yesterday. Honestly, I thought it was merely a figment of my imagination, but it turned out to be genuine and I couldn't be happier.

I pulled myself out of bed and followed my usual routine of cleaning myself and selecting an attire. I grabbed my car keys and backpack, then made my way downstairs.

The first individual I laid eyes on was my father, seated at the table with a mug of coffee, perusing the newspaper.

Beside him was Gabi, engrossed in coloring a book. Just then, my mother entered the dining room from the kitchen, carrying a platter of food.

She greeted me with a smile and placed a plate in front of an unoccupied chair. Then, she approached and planted a kiss on my forehead, uttering,

"Good morning, Penelope" with a gentle smile.

I surveyed the entire scene before me, feeling a tad perplexed.

"What's all this?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow. My father turned his gaze towards me, giving me the same expression.

"It's called breakfast," he responded, before returning to his newspaper. I rolled my eyes and smacked my lips slightly before redirecting my attention to my mother.

"Mother, I don't eat food in the morning. I have to get to school," I stated, proceeding towards the door.

"Please, darling, at least have a waffle. I don't want you to go hungry!" My mother implored with a concerned expression.

I sighed quietly and returned to the table, grabbing a waffle coated in honey. I took a bite, offering my family a half-hearted grin, before departing through the doorway.

I shut the door behind me, finishing my waffle, and unlocked the car door.

I entered, secured the door, and started the car. I reversed out of the driveway and drove down the road towards Carol's residence.

After a few minutes, I arrived just in time to witness Barbra emerging from the house.

Our gazes met, and she scowled at me, rolling her eyes.

I glared back at her and gave her the finger. She angrily walked towards a parked vehicle down the road, and as soon as she closed the door, the car accelerated away.

I redirected my attention to the front door, and my eyes widened. I blinked repeatedly to confirm that I wasn't hallucinating.

It was Carol, but she wasn't wearing her glasses, and her fashion was slightly altered. Not that it wasn't satisfactory before, it was just... different.

I followed her with my eyes, still dumbfounded, even when she entered the car. She closed the door and faced me, noticing my reaction. She chuckled and snapped her fingers in front of my face, snapping me out of my daze.

"Close your mouth, or you'll catch flies," she remarked, placing her finger on my lips.

"Y-you removed your glasses, and you look" I couldn't even process my words she raised her eyebrow waiting for me to finish my sentence.

"I look what?" She says crossing her arms.

"Gorgeous" I said I smirk a little when I see some blush form on her face.

"Oh! uh thanks?" she said turning her head to look at the window, but I could see the small smile on her lips.

My smirk got bigger as I decided to tease her.

"I thought you couldn't see anything without them. You removed them because you wanted to impress me, didn't you?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her, and she glared at me and punched my arm.

"Whatever!" I just chuckled and leaned over to her side grabbing her chin, so she was facing me.

"I'm just playing with you Care you still look stunning though" I leaned over some more connecting our lips.

She moved her body closer, gripping my hair as our kiss got more passionate. I trail my kisses down to her neck making her let out a sigh of pleasure. I moved back up to her face and gave her one more peck on the lips.

"As much as I'm enjoying this, we unfortunately have school" I said pulling away.

She scoffs while crossing her arms her same icy glare returning "since when did we attend school better yet class?" A small smile makes its way to my face as I shake my head.

"Since my parents got upset at me for skipping...again" I started the car pulling out of her driveway and driving to school.

During our car ride I noticed Carol looked like she was lost in her thoughts, but I didn't want to say anything because I already know if I did ask, she would try and hide it with her tough girl act like she always did she didn't think that I recognized the small bruises that she poorly hid with makeup.

I am well aware of this situation because every time my parents and I argued, usually my dad, if I made him extremely angry, he would lay his hands on me, only to apologize in the morning or after he calmed down.

If he was truly remorseful, he would never lay his hands on me again, but he still did, although not as frequently as before. However, if I managed to anger him enough, he would.

That's where I inherited my temper and violent tendencies from, and he knew it. We arrived at school, and both got out of the car, with me locking it behind us. We passed Barbara and her little group, as usual, but when they saw Carol without her glasses, their eyes widened in surprise.

"I did the same thing," I thought with a smirk as we walked past them. However, I began to notice that the stares became more frequent, mainly because everyone was accustomed to Carol wearing her glasses. Not only that, but she also had a different style today, which added to the slight surprise.

I never really found out why she dressed like that today, but I simply shrugged it off.

Perhaps she had a good day because she told me that Debbie was away for the rest of the week due to a state gymnastics championship she had to compete in, and her parents were accompanying her. So, I guess she was happy about that, maybe.

The rest of the school day was actually relaxed, aside from the shocked stares and occasional compliments about Carol's sudden change. Some people even speculated that she had a boyfriend, which slightly annoyed me, even though I knew it wasn't true. It still made me feel a bit jealous.

After school as we were walking to my car, I noticed that Carol was slightly quiet, just like this morning. So, I turned to her and asked,

"What's the matter?" She quickly turned her head towards me but dismissed it.

"What do you mean? I'm fine." I just looked at her as if she were the most foolish person alive, and she let out a sigh.

"Can we discuss this at your place?" Fortunately, my parents were away on a business trip because my dad had received a significant promotion at work. They went to Las Vegas to celebrate, leaving me to take care of Gabi alone. Great.

I nodded in agreement.

"Sure, but I need to pick up Gabi first. Don't worry, she won't disturb us," I assured Carol, who looked puzzled. We climbed into the car and set off.

Instead of walking, which would have been a short distance from our school, I drove to Gabi's school. I was feeling too lazy to walk.

When we arrived, we saw children pouring out of the school, excitedly embracing their parents. Carol and I stepped out of the car, and Gabi came running towards us, clutching something in her hand.

"Look, Penny! I drew you in art class," she exclaimed, handing me a piece of paper. I raised an eyebrow and examined it. It was a stick figure with an arrow pointing to it, labeled with my name. There was also a poorly drawn car next to it.

I forced a smile and nodded. "Thank you, it's very thoughtful," I said, trying to sound sincere, even though it looked terrible.

Gabi then noticed Carol and waved at her.

"Hi Carol! You look really nice without your glasses," she said. I was surprised she remembered Carol's name, considering she wasn't good at remembering things.

I glanced at Carol and almost burst out laughing when I saw her attempt to fake a smile, which ended up causing her to scrunch her nose and purse her lips.

Clearly, she hadn't expected to be noticed, let alone complimented, by a ten-year-old. "Um, thanks?" she replied awkwardly. I stifled a laugh as she playfully hit me on the arm.

We all got back into the car and drove to my house. Gabi was about to get out, but I pressed the lock button, leaving her perplexed. I turned to her with a serious expression.

"Listen, Gabi, I'm only going to say this once. Carol will be coming inside, and we're going to my room. Under no circumstances should you enter my room or even attempt to knock on the door until either I come out or we both come out together. Do you understand?"

If you enter that room without my permission I will harm you and you better not inform mom or dad about it, am I clear?" I said staring directly into her eyes.

She quickly nodded her head and I falsely smiled at her unlocking the door without breaking eye contact.

"Excellent, now go ahead and proceed upstairs and do your homework because I know you have some and don't attempt to lie because I'm in charge now due to mom and dad going off to Las Vegas for the week."

She steps out of the car hastily running into the house as I chuckle.

"Works every time" it was Carol's turn to laugh.

"I should do that to Debbie" we got inside locking the door and going upstairs to my room when we got inside, I closed the door locking it behind me as Carol scans her surroundings.

"Not a bad room Rivers" I nod my head and sit down on the bed.

"So, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" She tenses up a little and sighs.

"Oh, yea that" she makes her way to the bed and plops down next to me she turns to me with an unreadable expression.

"What are we?" I raised my eyebrows at her question.

"Come again?" She rolls her eyes and repeats.

"What. Are. We as in us?" I look away in thought, never really thinking about it. We did say that we liked each other but never really cared about the status.

"What do you want us to be?" I ask, looking at her.

She shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't know that's why I'm asking you" It was time for me to shrug my shoulders.

"Well, we could make it official if that's what you're hinting to?" I saw a small cloud of blush form on her slightly pale cheeks.

"I mean I wouldn't really mind but I'm kind of new to all this cheesy nonsense so I wouldn't really know how to start".

I just smirk and turn to her.

"Well then I'll start, Carol, would you like to be my girlfriend and forever tease me with your dumbass attitude?" she smacks me across the head making me fall back on the bed with a short laugh.

"It's not funny you asshole!" I kept laughing before catching my breath.

"But all jokes aside, would you?" She stared for a few seconds before wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me into a short kiss pulling away, she said.

"Of course, I will smartass" with a soft genuine smile that melted my heart.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗨𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲

"𝙐𝙜𝙝 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨!"

FEELINGS SOMETHING, I haven't experienced for someone in a long time but ever since I met Carol Denning those thoughts and emotions started to change every time, she smiled I would feel small butterflies in my stomach it irritated me, but I just really couldn't help it.

I was kind of contemplating whether to ask my mom or dad about it and I tried once but they were too busy with Gabi as usual, so they were out of the question.

I never thought I would have a crush on a girl. I always thought that I was 100% straight. I mean I had some relationships with some boys in my old hometown, not that any of them worked out well.

But I still thought that it meant that I was straight guess I was wrong since clearly Carol was the only light in my life at this point. As I sat in class still deep in my thoughts, I heard a hand tap on my desk next to me.

I turn to my left to see Rosalie looking at me with a slightly worried face.

"Are you ok, you've been daydreaming almost the entire class?" I said nothing to her and just nodded my head and went back to daydreaming about Carol. Not even a few seconds later the door swings open hitting the wall with a loud thud causing everyone to turn their heads to the person who caused such a loud sound.

And not even to my surprise I saw those similar combat boots, and those similar glasses that held narrowing dark brown eyes behind them there she was.

"Ah miss Denning late again" she rolled her eyes and ignored the teacher scanning her eyes around the classroom before they landed on mine, I saw a smirk form on her face as she walked past the remaining kids finally making it to the desk beside me.

"Heya Penn," she said, pulling out the chair and sitting down, crossing her slim legs on the desk as usual.

I nodded softly in response, asking, "Hey, what took you so long?" She glanced at me and then at the space between our desks before getting up and pushing her desk to connect with mine.

She shifted her chair over and was about to sit down when the teacher interrupted, saying.

"Oh, Miss Denning, since you're already up, why don't you answer the question on the board?" Carol groaned in annoyance and walked to the front of the class, while I chuckled silently, though not silently enough.

The teacher looked at me and said, "Miss Rivers, why don't you come up here as well since you find it so amusing?".

I heard a few people in the class snicker as I rolled my eyes.

'That's what I get,' I thought as I walked up to the front of the class, glaring at the teacher and snatching the chalk from her hand.

I glanced at the problem and immediately knew the answer. I wrote it down and placed the chalk back, facing the teacher, waiting for her response.

She then opened her mouth and said, "I'd appreciate it if you showed your work." I shook my head.

"You only said to answer the question. Be grateful."

Rolling my eyes, I walked back to my desk with Carol following behind.

We both sat back down, and she immediately propped her legs back on the table, turning to me with a mischievous smile.

"Wow, what's got you all worked up?" I turned to her with a sarcastic smile and replied, "Someone never answered my question."

Her expression changed to realization.

"Oh, right. My parents made me take Debbie to school, even though I didn't want to. So, I didn't have a good start today," she explained, her face serious. I nodded in understanding and studied her features.

She truly was attractive despite her demeanor, the hostile energy she exudes, and the adorable grumpy expressions she always makes.

In my perspective, she seemed like a fairly ordinary person. However, my thoughts were interrupted when someone snapped their fingers in front of my face.

I quickly glanced at the person and noticed that it was Carol, wearing a slightly concerned expression.

"Are you alright, Penn?" she asked, her face betraying her worry. I swiftly nodded and replied.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine!" Her concerned expression transformed into a slight smirk.

"Were you staring at me? Am I that beautiful to you?" I blushed slightly but tried to brush it off.

Rolling my eyes, I crossed my arms and leaned back in my chair.

"Sure, keep dreaming," I lied poorly, not wanting Carol to know the truth. I didn't know how she would react, and I didn't want to risk losing her as a friend.

As the bell rang, I gathered my belongings and walked out of the classroom, ignoring Carol's attempts to get my attention.

I made my way to the bathroom and barged in, thankfully finding it empty. Frustrated, I slammed my hands onto the sink.

"Ugh, what's wrong with me?" I rubbed my temples and caught a glimpse of my reflection.

For a moment, it seemed like my younger self was smiling back at me in the mirror.

However, the moment was shattered as the bathroom door swung open, revealing Carol.

"What the hell is your problem?" she exclaimed, her eyes narrowed. I sighed and sat down on the floor.

"It's nothing, really."

Carol scoffed and stood over me, arms crossed.

"I know you're lying," she insisted, looking directly into my eyes. I rolled my eyes at her and muttered.

"That's bullshit." But she fired back, saying.

"Bulltrue" I squinted at her and asked.

"Is that supposed to be a thing?" She glared at me.

"It's a 'me' thing. Now, what the hell is going on with you?"

I wake up utterly frustrated with the questions.

"nothing okay, just fucking drop it!" I decided to go for a walk, but Carol grabbed my wrist forcefully, yanking me back and slamming me into the wall in the process.

I let out a groan from the impact as she stares at me with an intense gaze, moving closer to my face.

"You don't speak to me like that. we might be friends but I won't hesitate to kick your ass." I scoffed inwardly at her claim, please her kicking my ass.

"Now, tell me what's wrong, or else!" She said, her voice filled with venom and anger. I release myself from her grip and look away from her.

"Do you really want to know?" I asked, feeling guilty.

She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms again. "Well, yes, that's what I've been asking all day-" I interrupted her by grabbing her waist and pulling her into a kiss.

She gasps and I pull away, leaving her with widened eyes and an open mouth.

"I have feelings for you, okay? I know we've only been friends for a short while, and we might not know much about each other, but you've been growing on me these past few months and-".

She interrupts me this time by grabbing my face and passionately kissing me. She pulls away with a smirk.

"I like you too, smartass." I release a breath that I didn't realize I was holding, and she chuckles.

"Took you long enough." I nod, but then it hits me, and I look at her in surprise.

"Wait, you knew!?"

She nods with a smirk.

"Of course, I did. The way you looked at me was so obvious I was just waiting for you to confirm it." She bursts out laughing at my dumbfounded expression.

I playfully glare at her while crossing my arms. "I genuinely hate you." She raises an eyebrow.

"That's not what you were saying just seconds ago."

We locked eyes and then burst out laughing.

"You're not wrong." We both exit the bathroom, relieved that the fear of rejection has finally been lifted from my chest.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗝𝗼𝗯

"𝘼𝙧𝙚 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜?"

AFTER A month of attending my new school, I had essentially discovered the entire purpose of it, which is essentially for the intelligent students to enhance their knowledge, for the athletic students to impregnate as many girls as possible, and for the girls to try to conceive before their final year.

It made absolutely no sense to me.

The only thing I eagerly anticipated every morning was seeing Carol, as she is essentially my sole companion.

I could even go as far as to say that we are best friends, since we have grown quite close and gotten to know each other better over the past month.

As I descended the stairs, I noticed that nobody was home. I suppose they must have driven Gabi to school. They could have at least said goodbye to me first, but then again, I don't know why I would expect them to bid me farewell. I didn't even want to talk to them, especially my mother.

I closed the door behind me, making sure to lock it. I entered my car, locked the doors, and inserted the key into the ignition. I pulled out of the driveway and proceeded down the road. After a few minutes, I spotted a familiar figure walking on the side of the road - it was Carol.

I halted the car, rolled down the driver's window, and leaned out.

"Hey Denning!" I called out. She turned her head, narrowing her eyes in my direction, but they softened a bit when they met mine. I gestured for her to come over.

"Get in!" She shook her head with a slight smile as she approached the car.

She opened the passenger side, placing her backpack inside before getting in herself. She closed the door behind her, fastened her seatbelt, and I began driving towards the school.

"Care to enlighten me on why you were walking?" I asked, turning my head towards her with a raised eyebrow.

She took a deep breath and responded, rolling her eyes.

"Barb ditched me again. She said she had to go pick up some friends, so I had to walk." I let out a sigh and leaned back in my seat.

"You know what? Since she can't seem to use any common sense, how about I start picking you up and taking you home from now on?" I suggested.

She turned her head towards me with a slightly surprised expression before her gaze became stern, and she looked back at the road.

"No, it's fine. Besides, I'm always working, and it would be difficult for you to keep going back and forth between your house and my workplace," she said.

She was somewhat correct, as it would be challenging, especially since my parents usually make me pick up Gabi.

I wasn't going to say anything else until an idea occurred to me.

"How about I just work with you, so I don't have to constantly drive?" I asked her. She appeared to be lost in thought before shrugging.

"I'm pretty sure they're hiring, especially since some woman with a lazy eye tried to sleep with one of the customers, and we have very few waiters," she stated with a smirk.

I turned my head to her with a disgusted look.

"What the hell happens in this town?" Her smirk widened, if that was even possible, and she shrugged again.

"I don't know, you'll just have to find out," I shook my head at her as we pulled into the school's parking lot. I parked the car and turned off the engine, making sure to lock the doors as we got out of the car.

As we walked into school, I noticed Barbra and three other girls looking at us with hostile expressions, while Barbra was glaring at me.

However, it had no effect on me; I've seen much worse. Carol and I just started talking about our likes and dislikes.

"Favorite celebrity?" I asked her, to which she immediately responded with a dreamy sigh.

"Burt Reynolds," she sighed dreamily. I looked at her with a perplexed expression.

"That guy is the definition of someone who hasn't shaved in ten years," I said, rolling my eyes. She gasped and pushed me, glaring at me.

"You will not speak about Burt that way," she said, crossing her arms.

I just rolled my eyes once more.

"Keep rolling those eyes I hope they get stuck" I smacked my lips and rolled them once again intentionally.

"What is your favorite candy?" She asked as we stopped by my locker it took me a moment to think before I finally had my answer.

"I enjoy hard candy but if we're being specific here it would have to be blow pops or jawbreakers" she quickly turned her head to me.

"Shut the hell up, you like jawbreakers too?" She asked, mouth dead open I nodded my head in recognition.

"Hell yeah those things are good, and the color changing is cool" I replied closing my locker as we began to make our way to our first period

"We are genuinely the same. I eat those things all the time if I'm not smoking" she stated.

I slightly smiled at her reaction. I kind of wished I had met her earlier. Maybe my childhood would have been better if we made it into our class, and we made our way to our seats in the back as we sat down, I said.

"I used to smoke before my parents found out and prohibited them from me" I said.

She rolled her eyes "my parents tried to stop me yet I'm still smoking 2 packs a day" I chuckled at her response but had to quiet down as the class was starting.

I was closely observing the clock, aware that we only had 9 more minutes left. I was interrupted from my thoughts when someone tapped on my shoulder.

I turned to find the familiar girl, Rosalie, standing there.

"Yes?" I inquired. She simply smiled and asked, "Oh, nothing. I was just wondering if you're available to hang out and get to know each other?"

Before I could respond, someone slammed their hand on my desk, causing me to quickly turn my head. It was Carol, giving Rosalie a menacing look.

"Looks like your little plan is about to fail because she's not available," she sneered, then leaned back in her chair and focused on the teacher.

I motioned towards Carol with my head and said, "Yeah, you heard her."

Rosalie nodded slowly and tucked some of her hair behind her ear, turning her attention back to the front of the classroom. After a few minutes, the bell finally rang, and I let out a sigh of relief as I gathered my belongings.

Once I finished, I waited for Carol, who was taking her time.

Finally, when she was done, we both left the classroom and headed towards the gymnasium for gym class.

As we made our way there, Carol almost slipped on something, and I quickly reacted by grabbing her hand and pulling her back into my arms.

She let out a small yelp as her back met my front, and we both froze, our faces only inches apart.

We stared at each other for a moment before our attention was drawn away by laughter. We turned to see Barbra and her group of friends laughing at us.

"Wow, Carol, didn't know you were a lesbian," Barbra said, doubling over in laughter while her friends followed suit.

I have had enough of this girl. If this was how she treated her own sister, I couldn't imagine being related to her. I wouldn't even be this cruel to Gabi.

I shielded Carol from behind me and approached Barbra, delivering a forceful slap across her face that caused a heavy silence to descend upon us.

Barbra slowly turned her head towards me, glaring at me with intense hatred. However, I remained unaffected and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, pulling her closer to me.

With an emotionally detached expression, I looked into her eyes and said.

"If you ever speak ill of her in my presence again, I will personally pay you a visit. Trust me, you do not want to be on my list because I guarantee you'll end up in a hospital bed, nourished through a tube. Do you understand, Barbra?" She continued to glare at me but reluctantly nodded.

"I don't accept nods. I expect a verbal response. Yes or no?" She took a deep breath and reluctantly replied, "...yes."

I smirked triumphantly and pushed her away, causing her to stumble and fall to the floor.

Her followers quickly rushed to her aid, but she brushed them off and stormed away. They all looked at me as I gave them a menacing glare.

"Scram," I said, and they scattered in fear while I chuckled to myself.

I turned back to Carol and saw her shaking her head with a smile on her face, letting out a small laugh.

"You should smile more often," I genuinely told her. However, her smile immediately faded upon hearing my words.

"What smile? I don't know what you're talking about," she said, averting her gaze with slightly flushed cheeks.

"Just thought I'd mention it," I shrugged and walked away towards the gym, with Carol following behind me.

The rest of the school day proceeded without incident, including gym class. I drove Carol home, but this time I didn't leave immediately since I had essentially volunteered to assist her.

Instead, I waited in the car while she went inside to change. A few moments later, she emerged in her uniform.

She entered the car, fastening her seatbelt. Then, she grabbed a hairband and tied her hair into a high ponytail as I drove away from her house towards Domingos.

When we arrived, I noticed a small sign indicating they were hiring. We both got out of the car, but before I could reach for the door, Carol's hand firmly grasped my arm.

She pulled me closer, embracing me tightly as I stood there in surprise. Slowly, I wrapped my arms around her.

"Thanks for defending me," She said and I let out a chuckle as we separated.

"But don't get too comfortable, this hug was a one-time thing, dipshit."

We entered the diner and I saw a man, possibly in his late 30s, standing at the counter.

He wore a black suit, was clean-shaven, and had a menacing look. When he noticed me, his gaze hardened. Meanwhile, Carol went off to start her shift. The man walked over to me, analyzing me for a moment before speaking.

"So, since you're not ordering anything, and I know you're not one of my employees, I'm guessing you saw the hiring sign?" I nodded, maintaining a serious expression.

He gestured for me to follow him, and I complied. We walked down the hallway and entered a room that was likely his office.

He held the door open for me and motioned for me to take a seat. I pulled out a chair and sat down, and he did the same.

"So, miss..." he trailed off, waiting for me to provide my name.

"Penelope or Penny," I replied.

He nodded in acknowledgement and continued, "So, tell me, why did you decide to apply for a job here?" I didn't have a specific answer, so I decided to simply tell a straight-up lie.

"Well, my mother is struggling with skin cancer and my father is facing challenges with his job to try and afford her treatment and ensure that my sister and I are well taken care of, so I wanted to find employment to assist him since life has been difficult for not only my father but our entire family," I explained, feigning tears to elicit some sympathy.

He nodded earnestly at my response and took a deep breath.

"You seem like you genuinely need it, so I would be happy to offer you the job. However, you'll have to start today because we're supposed to host a birthday party, and we're short on staff. Your role will be waiting tables, and if you need assistance, I can have Carol help you since you two seem acquainted."

I was still slightly shocked at how effortlessly I had convinced this man. Initially, I had expected it to be challenging, but I had proved myself wrong.

I nodded in agreement, and he handed me a uniform similar to Carol's. Internally, I cringed at the sight of it, regretting my previous teasing of Carol for having to wear such a uniform.

He shook my hand, and I exited the office, making my way to the bathroom to change. The bathroom was covered in graffiti on the walls and emitted an unpleasant odor of feces, smoke, and sex.

I recoiled in disgust and hastily entered a relatively clean stall to change. I packed my clothes into a small bag and zipped it closed.

I examined my reflection in the mirror and rolled my eyes. I appeared absolutely absurd, but I'm doing it for Carol, so I suppose I just had to cope with it.

I tied my hair up into a high ponytail and made my way outside. I scanned the area for a place to store my bag until I spotted some lockers with names on them.

I searched for an unoccupied one, unfortunately next to Barbra's, but remained silent. I simply opened the locker, placed my belongings inside, and closed it.

I decided to be theatrical and headed towards Carol, sliding in front of her and causing her to jump slightly. "Guess who landed the job!" I quipped, flipping my hair.

She gazed at me in disbelief, then shook her head.

"You lucky bitch," she chuckled lightly, crossing her arms over her chest.

"So what will you be doing?" she asked, tilting her head slightly to the side.

"I'll be your table-waiting buddy," I replied, wiggling my eyebrows.

We chatted for a while as we waited some tables. I won't lie, this was the simplest thing I've ever done. It was much better than my previous job.

I swear, when I worked there, I never knew how to operate that cash register. Thankfully, I didn't get assigned that position, or else I would have been fired immediately.

The manager had mentioned a small birthday party for some spoiled 11-year-old boy with wealthy parents. I had to serve their table, and let me tell you, that boy was the pickiest and most bratty kid I've ever encountered.

He constantly yelled at his parents, who looked like dejected puppies. He directed some of that anger towards me. As much as I wanted to punch him out of his chair, I had to maintain professionalism.

But I did give him a little menacing stare and it was my 'if you shout at me again I'll bury you alive' type of menacing stare that surely silenced that little brat for the entire duration I served them but other than that it was a pretty relaxed day.

I glanced at my watch and noticed it was time for us to leave, observing workers packing up and departing while others were wiping down tables and sweeping floors.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and my reflexes immediately kicked in, causing me to tightly grip the person's wrist, making them groan in pain.

"Damn it, Penn, it's me," the person said. I quickly turned around to see Carol glaring at me.

With a nervous chuckle, I let go of her wrist and shrugged my shoulders. "Sorry, my reflexes," I explained.

"As I was saying, are you ready to go? My parents want me home early to babysit the annoying brat," Carol replied, rolling her eyes.

I nodded in response to her question, and we headed towards the back to collect our belongings. I opened my locker, retrieved my bag and car keys, and closed the locker behind me.

As I stood up, I noticed Carol taking her hair out of its high ponytail and running her hands through it.

I couldn't deny that she looked absolutely stunning at that moment, but I quickly snapped myself out of it and started walking, with Carol following closely behind.

Suddenly, I felt someone grab my hand, and when I looked down, I saw Carol's fingers interlocked with mine.

I glanced at her to see her smirking at me. "Better get used to it," she teased, and I chuckled as we walked out of the building hand in hand. This girl is truly one of a kind, and honestly, I have no objections to it.

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗖𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿

"𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮"

FINALLY, it was Friday, although I had only been there for a week, it felt like an eternity in that school. Supposedly, there was going to be a celebration for the football team at Domingo's later tonight.

I thought about the commitment I made to Carol about visiting. I checked the clock, and it was 5:30pm. Since it didn't start until about an hour, I pondered on how to pass the time. So, I searched my room for something to do, but found nothing. I ultimately decided to go for a drive.

I wore a multicolored shirt with some pastel high-waisted jeans, paired with white sneakers. I grabbed my car keys and purse, then headed downstairs. As I approached the front door, I was halted by Gabi.

She ran up to me and pulled on my arm with her hands covered in green paint, getting green paint all over my right arm. I pushed her away and gave her a stern look.

"Goddamn it, Gabi! Why on earth did you do that!?" I snapped, annoyed that she had ruined my outfit. She frowned at me and replied, "I just wanted to know where you were going. You don't have to be so mean," she said.

"None of your business. Stay in your place as a 10-year-old," I said, but she refused to back down.

"If you don't tell me where you're going, I'll tell Mom you hit me," she said with a smug smile. Sometimes, I genuinely wanted to strangle this little brat. I forcefully pushed her aside, causing her to collide with the table and cry out in pain.

"Tell her I couldn't care less," I stated.

I saw tears welling up in her eyes as she began to cry loudly on the floor, making me groan. Seconds later, my mom and dad rushed in. My dad helped Gabi up from the floor, while my mom started scolding me. However, I paid no attention to her words.

This provoked her anger and the next thing I knew I felt a slap on the side of my face...this bitch slapped me.

My father witnessed the incident and shouted at my mother.

"Genesis!" That brought my mother back to reality as she gasped, covering her mouth in an attempt to apologize. "darling I-" I abruptly interrupted her, walking out of the door and forcefully closing it behind me.

I entered the car, shutting the door and inserting the keys into the ignition, starting the engine and driving away.

I could hear my mom calling out to me, but after a few minutes, I pulled over and sat in the car to let it cool down for a while. I felt something trickle down my cheek...tears, it had been a while since I shed them.

At this point, I simply needed some time alone. I couldn't recall the last time I was innocent, I'm pretty certain it was before Gabi was born.

When I was young and she came into the picture, I never had an issue with her until my parents began to neglect me and only care for her.

They missed my 5th grade graduation because Gabi had her kindergarten graduation on the same day, not to mention they forgot my 10th birthday because they were too focused on enrolling Gabi in cheerleading camp.

All those memories made me feel vulnerable, as if I never had parents, as if I was never a part of the family. It's as if they forget that they have two daughters.

At this point, I hadn't even realized I was crying uncontrollably. I didn't even realize how long I had been driving until it was already dark.

I glanced at my watch and noticed it was 7:34pm. Deciding it was time to head to Domingo's, I set off down the road, making sure to stop for gas along the way. After 10 minutes, I spotted the prominent sign. As I approached, I noticed numerous cars and some school buses, indicating the presence of the football team.

Exiting my car, I quickly checked my appearance to ensure I looked presentable. I grabbed some wipes and removed the paint from my arm. Walking up to the entrance, I could hear a cacophony of noise, including the clattering of glasses and cheering.

A crowd of people surrounded a table, where approximately 25 boys wearing varsity jackets loitered, showcasing their muscular physiques.

It was evident that they were intoxicated, as they stumbled into one another, playfully wrestling and behaving in a rowdy manner. I scanned the area in search of Carol, until I finally spotted her.

She leaned against the counter, accompanied by a tall girl with raven black hair tied back in a ponytail, sporting a full face of makeup. This must have been Carol's older sister, Barbra.

The uniforms they wore appeared rather absurd, consisting of a green and white striped top paired with a dark green skirt.

The mismatched combination seemed quite odd, raising questions about the competence of their manager. Carol had her hair pulled back in a ponytail, making it slightly challenging to recognize her, as I was accustomed to seeing her with her hair down.

As I began to approach her, it almost seemed as though she sensed my presence. She turned her gaze in my direction, lifting herself off the counter and narrowing her eyes, seemingly confirming that it was indeed me.

Barbra noticed Carol's attention towards me and looked at me with confusion, evidently wondering why I was approaching them.

When I arrived at Carol, I slightly grinned at her.

"Sorry but that outfit is really ugly" Carol rolled her eyes at me and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Well I make it look good" I chuckled at her and nodded my head she wasn't lying she actually did look good in it.

"Yes you do" she looked at me in slight surprise but it quickly changed into a self-satisfied smirk.

"Umm excuse me who are you?" I looked behind her to see Barbra looking me up and down with a slightly envious look.

"The names Penelope, Penelope Rivers I'm a friend of Carol's" I stated showing my professional expressionless face and crossing my arms Barbra looked shocked as if she just saw a famous actor.

She then began to burst out laughing.

"Wait a minute Carol actually has a friend. How much did you bribe her?" That caused Carol to glare intensely at her sister if looks can kill she would have been 30 feet deep.

I already didn't like her. I could see why Carol speaks so negatively about her everything she says is true. Well, I don't know about the youngest yet.

I moved Carol to the side, so I was standing in front of her and face to face with Barbra.

"She didn't have to bribe me at all and what kind of sister do you think you are to speak about her in such a way because in my opinion that makes you a bitch and I don't like bitchy people" I sneered stepping closer to the black-haired girl.

She immediately stopped laughing and stood to her full height as if that was supposed to intimidate me.

"I'm sorry, what was that...?" I just rolled my eyes.

"You heard me, I'm not going to say it again because I haven't even been here for 10 minutes and you're already getting on my nerves" I said.

She rolled her eyes and simply walked away, but not before muttering "bitch" under her breath. I turned back to Carol to see her on the verge of laughter, though she tried to conceal it with a blank expression.

However, it didn't last long as she burst into laughter, leaning against the counter to compose herself.

I have to admit, her laughter was quite endearing, and it was the first time I had seen her smile so fully.

I mentally captured that image to cherish later, patiently waiting for her laughter to subside. After a few seconds, she wiped away an imaginary tear and composed herself, saying, "I really need you around more often."

I shrugged my shoulders and replied with a slight smile, "It's not like I had anywhere else to be."

I noticed a small smile forming on her face, but she quickly cleared her throat, attempting to hide it.

"Yeah, you never leave unless I tell you to," she said, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her. She was terrible at concealing her smiles.

Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of people chanting, "fight, fight, fight!" We walked closer to see a boy with black hair and green eyes on top of another boy with blond hair and blue eyes, repeatedly punching him. No one bothered to step in and help.

That is, until someone who appeared to be the coach emerged from the bathroom due to all the commotion.

When he saw what was happening, he quickly ran up and tackled the aggressor, pinning him to the ground while the other boy tried to squirm free from his grasp.

"Luis Enderson, what the hell is happening here?" the coach shouted.

The boy, who was presumably Luis, looked at his coach with wide eyes but remained silent. "Are you deaf?" the coach yelled again. He forcefully pulled the boy up and pushed him towards the exit.

"You're dismissed from the team since you can't properly represent our school. You will not have the opportunity to step out on the field again!" The boy exclaimed angrily and forcefully pushed the door open as he left in a fit of rage.

I struggled to hold back my laughter. He is such a fool. Who in their right mind would engage in a public fight? He definitely should be removed from the team.

I glanced at my watch and saw that it was 10:07pm. I turned to Carol and asked, "When does your shift end?"

She looked confused as she responded, "Why do you want to know?" I put on a smug smirk and replied.

"Can't a friend give another friend a ride home? Plus, I have to go back home anyway."

She nodded at me and said, "Yeah, I'll take you up on that offer. I just need to change first."

She walked off, most likely to get changed. After a few minutes, she returned wearing a black and dark blue striped sweater, tight dark blue jeans, and some shoes. Her hair was down, and she was struggling to put on her glasses.

"God damn it!" I tried to suppress my laughter as she accidentally poked herself in the right eye with her glasses.

She glared in my direction, but I could see that she was having trouble locating me since she was squinting. I walked up to her and took the glasses from her.

"Here, let me help." She stared directly into my eyes without blinking, even as I placed the glasses on her face and brushed some of her hair behind her ear. I smirked at the blush that appeared on her face.

"Are you flustered, Denning?" I teased, winking at her. She smacked my hand away, trying to fix her red face.

I chuckled and nodded toward the door, "come on, let's get you home." We both exited the diner and made our way to my car. I unlocked it, and we both climbed inside, closing the doors behind us.

"Why are you so kind to me?" I turned my head to gaze at her, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"What do you mean?" She met my gaze and rolled her eyes.

"I don't know, nobody has ever talked to me or done anything like this for me before you came along. It was always about Barbie." I nodded as she continued.

"I often wonder how my life would have turned out if they didn't exist."

"The same question I ask myself every day about Gabi. How much better would my life be if she had never entered it? What can I do to finally get rid of her?" I replied, my expression lifeless as I stared ahead.

She turned her head towards me briefly but then returned her focus to the road. "I wish I had met you earlier," she muttered.

I briefly glanced at her, my hands still gripping the steering wheel, before redirecting my gaze back to the road.

"Do you ever feel like there's something wrong with you?" she asked.

"Honestly, I don't really know. I've always felt like there was something off about me, but I could never quite pinpoint it," I replied, causing her to turn her whole body towards me.

"I understand. Being the middle child comes with its own set of challenges. You never receive much attention, always feeling like the black sheep of the family. That's been my experience my whole life," she shared, surprising me with her openness.

At that moment, I decided to be bold. I stopped the car and reached out to hold her hand, causing her to flinch back slightly and look at me in shock.

"Well, now you have someone who cares about you, and that someone is me. So, don't put yourself down, alright?" She blinked and glanced down at our intertwined hands before a small laugh escaped her lips as she linked her fingers with mine.

She affirms with a nod and gazes into my eyes, a sincere grin on her face, causing my heart to race. Afterward, she returns her gaze forward and reclines against the seat.

"It's hard to believe, but I'm beginning to develop a fondness for you," she admits. This remark elicits a chuckle from me as I restart the car and proceed to drive to her residence, her hand still intertwined with mine.

"You've been winning me over as well, Carol."

[imonawholedifferentlevel]

𝗙𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀?

"I don't do rules"

WANDERING THROUGH these hallways was not an easy task in fact it was a very challenging task as I'm attempting to navigate my way to gym class I'm being shoved and pushed by everyone. I never realized it was this difficult to maneuver past people in my previous school it was never this hard.

I eventually located my next class which happened to be gym. I opened the door to see several girls with emerald high-rise shorts and white shirts with a green knight on it must be their gym uniforms. I spotted a man who was most likely the gym teacher. I approached him which caused him to face me.

He glanced at me and folded his arms "how can I help you little lady?" I handed him my slip without uttering a word. He checked the schedule and nodded at me.

"Follow me let's get you a uniform" I followed him to the changing room where he handed me a white shirt with a green knight and green high-rise shorts.

I passed by him to change slipping out of my clothes and into the gym attire I winced at how the shirt just hung off my body I stared in disbelief those girls out there had perfect sizes and I'm dressed like a parachute I'm pretty sure that there was more, but he was just lazy or something.

I was not going to go out there like this so I removed the hair tie from my hair and grabbed the ends of the shirt and tied it up and tucked it in. It revealed a bit of my belly, but I simply disregarded it. They most likely wouldn't care anyways.

I grabbed the alternate hair band that was on my wrist and secured my hair when I exited the changing room, causing the door to emit a loud squeak that attracted many onlookers. I maintained my impassive expression and walked past them.

Glancing to my left, I noticed a cluster of girls casting judgmental glances and engaging in hushed conversations, as though I wasn't already observing them.

As if they sensed my gaze upon them, they hastily averted their eyes. I merely rolled my eyes and shifted my focus to the bleachers, spotting that familiar light brown hair parted down the middle. It was her, but she was dressed in the gym uniform.

I observed her engrossed in sketching something, though I couldn't discern what it was.

I continued to gaze at her until she glanced up from her notebook and locked eyes with me. Her gaze narrowed sharply, a sight that might have intimidated others, but it didn't faze me. I had seen far worse.

Summoning my courage, I made my way towards her, climbing the bleachers while she watched my every move. I finally reached her, and she met me with a blank stare.

"What do you want?" she questioned. I remained silent and gently nudged her aside, taking a seat beside her.

I made the decision to give her a taste of her own medicine and snatch the sketchbook away from her hands.

"What the fuck!" She seethed out. She attempted to grab the book, but I simply extended my leg and kicked her down onto the bleachers, causing her to emit a small screech.

I flipped through the pages and observed multiple drawings of what appeared to be a young girl dying in various ways. Instead of it frightening me, it actually intrigued me. It reminded me of when I used to draw before I went to that hospital.

"Impressive drawings, four eyes," I remarked, tossing the book back to her. She caught it after recovering from my kick.

"Thanks, I guess. You certainly have a strong kick, I'll give you that," she said, sitting back down next to me and rubbing her side. I slightly smirked at the compliment, but it quickly disappeared as the coach blew the whistle, capturing both of our attention.

"Come on, you little shits! It's time for a game of dodgeball. This is gym class, not a social gathering!" I rolled my eyes and stood up, making my way down the bleachers. I heard movement behind me, most likely Carol. When we reached the bottom, the coach began to divide us into groups.

We were split into teams based on grade level. Team D consisted of freshmen and sophomores, while Team C comprised juniors and seniors. Since I was a junior, I was placed on Team C, along with Carol.

I glanced behind the coach and noticed the same girls I had seen earlier, the ones who were laughing. This time, they were focused on Carol.

I squinted in confusion and mentally reminded myself to ensure they weren't attempting anything suspicious. Fortunately, I was amazing at dodgeball in my previous school, so I felt like I had a stronger advantage. However, I was unsure of the rules these people played by.

We formed lines with the dodgeballs positioned between our teams. The instant the whistle blew, we all sprinted forward, snatching the balls and launching them at the opposing team.

This continued for 12 minutes until there were only 3 individuals remaining on my team and 5 on the other side. Carol stood there, arms crossed, wearing a bored expression.

Internally, I questioned how she managed to avoid getting hit, but that thought quickly vanished as I witnessed a ball strike her squarely in the forehead. She let out a pained groan and collapsed to the ground. My eyes widened in shock.

"What the fuck! She hit me in the face! That's against the rules!" she exclaimed.

The coach nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, displaying a lack of concern.

"There are no rules in this game, Denning. You're out," he declared.

I felt a mixture of confusion and anger. In dodgeball, you're only supposed to aim for the shoulder or below. This coach clearly disregarded our physical well-being. Why on earth did the school hire him?

She emitted a frustrated groan and rose abruptly, storming off the playing field and joining the spectators on the sidelines. It was then that I realized I was the lone remaining player, facing a 1 vs 5 challenge.

I glanced at my entire team and Carol, who were all watching me. Letting out a sigh, I set the dodgeball down and commenced stretching my arms and legs, preparing my body for the task of defeating these younger players.

The girls and the rest of the onlookers observed me with perplexity as I finished my stretches. Wearing a smug smirk, I motioned for them to come at me.

"Go ahead, unless you're afraid?" I taunted, feigning a pout. She glared at me and instructed her friends to target me. They all began hurling balls in my direction, but I evaded them effortlessly.

One girl threw a ball at me, but I executed a backflip over it, causing it to miss. Seizing a dodgeball nearby, I retaliated by throwing it, striking her chest. I repeated this tactic until only one girl remained on the court.

Suddenly, a ball hurtled directly towards me, but I swiftly caught it with my hand and forcefully dug my nails into it, popping the ball. This elicited gasps from everyone present.

Grabbing another ball beside me, I unleashed a powerful throw, hitting the exact spot where she had struck Carol. She collapsed to the ground, crying. Walking up to her, I stood over her and leaned down to whisper, "Next time, be mindful of who you choose to confront."

I then heard applause, so I turned around to see my team clapping for me and cheering. I looked at Carol and noticed her disdainful expression as she rolled her eyes and walked away, which caused a frown to appear on my face. I made a mental note to talk to her later.

Since I didn't bring any of my clothes for my locker room locker, I had to go to my actual locker to get some. I walked over to my locker and searched for a change of clothes.

I entered the combination and opened the locker but jumped when I felt a chilly hand grip my shoulder. I quickly turned around to see Carol holding an ice pack to her forehead.

"You didn't need to do that, I had it under control," she said.

I closed the locker and looked at her with a sarcastic expression. "Oh yeah, you definitely had it under control," I replied, rolling my eyes and walking past her. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Hey, you don't have to be all snappy with me," I turned around and glared at her.

"Me being snappy? How about you show some gratitude? I didn't have to do anything, I could have just let you be embarrassed," I said, starting to feel irritated with her. She glared back at me before letting out an annoyed sigh.

"I don't do thank you's," she sarcastically remarked. I rolled my eyes once again, for what felt like the 50th time, and replied.

"Well, you better make it a habit."

I heard the bell chime, and everyone exited the classrooms and left through the front entrance. 'Wow, is it already the end of the day? How long were we talking?' I wondered to myself. I closed my locker and turned to Carol, shrugging my shoulders.

"Well, since it's the end of the day, would you like to walk to the parking lot?" She simply shrugged, so I took that as a gesture of agreement.

Together, we walked out the door, and I noticed her scanning the area, presumably looking for something or someone. Suddenly, she groaned in annoyance and frustration, blurting out in anger, "You've got to be kidding me!"

Confused, I looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?" She ignored me and stormed off angrily, attracting the attention of onlookers.

I knew I had to intervene, so I approached her and tightly grasped her wrist, causing her to wince in pain.

"Let go!" she exclaimed, attempting to free herself from my grip. In response, I tightened my hold.

"No! I won't release you until you tell me what's wrong," I asserted, which seemed to calm her down slightly as she regulated her breathing.

"My sister abandoned me here, like she always does, probably to go see her supposed boyfriend," she finally revealed.

I slowly released her wrist and maintained a composed expression as I responded, "Alright, how about this: I'll drive you home, but I need to pick up my younger sister."

She tilted her head in confusion. "You never mentioned having a sister," she remarked. Well, technically, I only met her yesterday, so it's no surprise.

"Never truly bothered to mention her" I said with a shrug of my shoulders she raises an eyebrow crossing her arms over her chest.

"You don't like her I'm assuming?" I felt a glare rise on my face at the thought of her.

"I went to juvenile detention 3 damn times and ended up in a psychiatric facility because of her of course I don't the only people who adore her are my parents and unfortunately I receive none of that affection" I said feeling my chest slightly sting.

I saw her lips curl up ever so slightly and she leaned towards me amused.

"Juvenile detention and a psychiatric facility, that's quite a lot, what did you do?" I lean against my car with a blank face.

"Nothing too terrible, at least in my opinion". She leans against the car with me mimicking my pose.

"So, I suppose we're somewhat similar" that made me perk up and I gave her a confused look.

"Is it the same for you too?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's like that for me too with my youngest Debbie, and my older sister Barbara or 'Barbie' as I call her, my parents... they pay so much attention to them that they forget all about me and it's that little troublemaker's fault that my family moves so much because she's so talented at gymnastics that we have to relocate all across the damn world" she replies.

"Guess we both have something we can relate to huh?" I look at her with a knowing look and she looks back at me when our eyes locked, I felt something in my heart.

I didn't know what it was, but it was surely something she must have felt it too because she quickly cleared her throat and looked away and I could have sworn I saw a slight blush on her face. I just slightly smirked.

"Welp, let's go amigos, we have places to go." I unlocked the car and settled into the driver's seat while she took the passenger seat, locking the doors. I started the car and began driving towards Gabi's school.

We started chatting and getting to know each other better, but our conversation was cut short when I pulled into the school parking lot.

Carol gasped, and I turned to her with confusion. "Your younger sister goes here?" I nodded, still perplexed. However, my confusion quickly turned to surprise as Carol continued speaking.

"Debbie also goes to this school." My eyes widened at the incredible coincidence. Our silence was interrupted when Gabi hopped into the backseat, opening the door.

Gabi looked at Carol in confusion.

"Penny, who is this?" I rolled my eyes and replied, "Her name is Carol. She's a... friend who I'm dropping off. So, how was school?"

Gabi's eyes lit up as if she had won a prize. This was the first time I had been nice to her. I mean, I can be mean, but not that mean.

"It was great! I met this girl who's really cool and does gymnastics!"

Carol and I froze, exchanging glances before looking back at Gabi.

"What's her name, Gabi?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

She looked at me and replied, "She said her name was Debbie, Debbie Denning." If my eyes weren't already wide, they certainly were now. I looked at Carol, who had a shocked expression on her face.

Trying not to appear suspicious, I nodded and told Gabi, "That's great, Gabi. I'm glad you made a new friend."

She smiled at me as she looked out the window. My fake smile quickly vanished as I started the car and drove out of the parking lot. It was definitely an enormous coincidence.

As I drove Carol home, with her giving me directions, I noticed a diner with a sign that read 'Domingos.' Carol noticed me looking and followed my gaze. She looked back at me and spoke.

"You know I work there, right?" I looked at her in shock.

"You do?" She nodded her head.

"Yeah, I work there with Barb. You should drop by sometime," I nod, ensuring that I remember her invitation.

After a few minutes, we arrived at a moderately sized house, not too small but also not too large. Carol steps out of the car and mutters a "thank you."

Before she enters the house, I quickly roll down my window and stick my head out.

"Hey Carol," I called out. She turns around, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"I'll try to see you there, alright!" She nods with a faint smile and enters her house, closing the door behind her.

I pull out of the driveway and make my way home. When we arrive home, Gabi runs upstairs, giggling the whole way, causing me to roll my eyes at the antics of kids these days. I had intended to go to my room, but I am stopped by my mom and dad.

"Penelope," my dad calls out, and I turn around at the sound of his voice.

"Yes, dad?" I responded.

He approaches me and asks, "I heard you were absent for your fourth, fifth, and sixth period. It's your first day, and you're already late. You need to keep up with your schedule!" I take a deep breath, not in the mood to deal with this.

I simply nod my head and say, "Yes, sir," then walk upstairs without uttering another word. All I ever receive is yelling or stern orders. I can't recall the last time my parents were even calm with me. At least one good thing happened today, I suppose. You could say I made a friend.