EroticReverie

Avery Alexis

Watching Skyle Sterling walk away from me makes my jaw clench hard, and my hands turn into fists. I stand there knowing she won that round, and it drives me mad. The words on her locker stopped affecting her years ago, she's too used to it, and I needed to up my game, needed to make her pay for the ways she got on my nerves. 

"Can't believe you were ever friends with her" Jackie Olson says from beside me. 

"Yea, me either" Scoffs Maggie Jensen. 

I say nothing as I stare daggers at Skye's back.  Watching her long brown hair , and the way it fades into deep purple at the ends, then a little bit lighter purple at the bottom.  I watch her hips as she walks, and ignore the way my eyes focus on her ass in her tight jeans. 

"She's such a bitch" Maggie says and I let out an annoyed breath. 

"she's disgusting." I say simply and they nod in agreement, and as she turns the corner I finally can focus without her distracting me. 

"Let's go...I need a drink before class." I say huffing and then walk down the hall and into the ladies room. 

I pull out the hidden flask in my purse and the girls giggle as I take two swigs of the vodka in it, and then offer them some, each taking a sip. 

I pop mint gum into my mouth and then fix my hair in the mirror and check my lipstick , touching it up. 

"We need to fuck that bitch up." Lyndsay says, who is all of 5'2" and tiny and petite, and I laugh. 

"You gonna fight her?" I tease. She rolls her eyes. "Well not me obviously." she laughs and the rest of us do too. 

"You're quiet" I look to Dakota DeLucia.

she shrugs. "I mean....I'm just...bored with it." she says and we all pause and look at her. 

"With what?" Jackie asks. 

She looks at us and sighs. 

"We're graduating soon, and we're still bullying the same girl we have since middle school?" she says looking at us, and the other girls blinking at her dumbly. 

"I'm just saying...why the hell do we care if she likes girls? She's never hit on any of us.  She only says shit to Avery like that cause we start with her." Dakota says with a shrug. 

"It's just, getting old...it's been old....I don't want to be remembered as an asshole, or a mean girl." she says. 

I blink and tilt my head. Because the other girls might not see it, but I do. I've always seen it. Dakota has never really participated in our bullying. She's just stood by and watched, and she's tried multiple times to give us this talk. 

"Whatever, she's a bitch" Maggie says. 

Dakota sighs, rolling her eyes. "Yeah. Right." she says. 

I look at Dakota still and catch her eye, and I'm not an idiot. I'm pretty sure I know exactly why it bothers her so much. Because I'm pretty sure Dakota like a little variety. Meaning, I notice how she looks at both guys and girls.  The way she looks away nervously if she stares at a girl for too long, I've noticed her catching herself.  I don't say anything though. Because, I don't really care. Unlike the majority of people in this town, I could care less if Dakota, Skye and Max all made a daisy chain and licked each other stupid in the middle of the cafeteria.  I didn't care about boys liking boys, or girls liking girls. I just hated Skye Sterling. And her being gay, was the biggest thing I had to use against her, especially in a town like this. 

As the other girls walk one way out of the restroom, me and Dakota walk to our first period class that we have together.

"You know that I don't really hate her because she's gay right?" I say and Dakota stops , pausing , so I do too and she looks at me. 

"So why do you?" she asks. 

I look away with a shrug. 

"I just do." I say and she's still staring at me and I look back to her. 

"I'm not talking about her though." I say and look at her, lowering my chin. 

"You know I don't care about that shit right?" I ask and Dakota shifts nervously and looks away. 

"you hate her for no reason." Dakota says. 

"you bully her, and write degrading shit on her locker, shit that other people see Avery." Dakota says. 

"People LIKE her. Other gay people. You're not just affecting her you know. You add to the hate that this town already has enough of. The others....they believe that shit...they believe that Avery and people like her go to hell or whatever." Dakota waves her hand. 

I chew my lip. 

"I'm sorry." I say and she rolls her eyes. 

"People like Skye...need allies." she says. "There's enough Maggie's and Jackies and Lyndsays around." 

"why do you hang out with us then, why are you friends with us?" I ask Dakota. "It's a bit hypocritcal, don't you think?" 

Dakota blinks. 

"I dont bully people." she says. 

I shrug. "But you aren't really an ally are you?" I say. 

Dakota looks down. 

"not as good a one as I should be, no." she says. 

"If either one of us should worry about where we stand when it comes to being an ally....I would think it would be you." I tell her. 

Dakota pinches her brows. "What's that supposed to mean?" 

I shrug. "nothing , forget it." 

"no, go on." Dakota says as we look around, the halls clearing out as people go into class.

"I just...I notice things." I say. 

"yeah?" Dakota crosses her arms. "What do you notice Avery?" she asks. 

I sigh. "Don't be defensive." 

"No..tell me...what do you notice." she says .

I roll my eyes. "I see how you look at guys...AND girls." I say quietly. 

"So...you think i'm bisexual?" She asks, tilting her head. 

I shrug but then give a nod. 

"so let me get this straight...you're not sure...but assume one of your friends is bisexual, yet still torment another student over her sexuality?" she asks. 

I open my mouth to defend myself but shut it.

"I wasnt sure." I say. 

"doesnt matter." she says. 

"and maybe I do like girls Avery....but you think I'd ever admit it to anyone? When everyone sees how the out ones are treated?" she says, her nostrils flaring. 

"you think anyone would want to deal with people like you?" she asks, the last word cutting me down. 

"I ....I didn't think about it. I told you, I dont even care that she's gay!" I say and Dakaota rolls her eyes. 

"you dont get it Avery...at all." she says and turns and walks away, leaving me there feeling stupid. As I should.