I'd rather lick a used tampon

                                        

                                              
My birthday party had been fun and I had to recover from it for a while.
                              
It was two weeks later and nothing mentionable had happened. My birthday had passed and everything went back to its normal self afterwards.
                              
Except for the rumors. At school, people knew about my 24 hour party but there were rumors going around that someone had OD'ed or that we all drank ourselves into comas and other wild stories.
                              
I was almost jealous of the madeup versions of my party. Almost.
                              
The only thing I'd OD'ed on was food. As usual.
                              
I was on my way to Code's place. I didn't know what we were going to do he had just texted me earlier that he wanted to hang out.
                              
The weather was okay so I had decided to go on foot. Being the healhty person I am.
                              
Okay fine, I didn't drive because I was almost out of gas and I didn't feel like refilling my rustbucket so it seemed easier to walk.
                              
I was wearing some skinny jeans and a hoodie, my hair was pushed into a messy bun. Needless to say I looked like a supermodel. Oh and my cookie earrings. I was wearing those too.
                              
I was almost there when I saw a person approaching I didn't really want to see. Ever.
                              
"Well it if isn't our precious Jill" Jacob said with fake enthusiasm. He was wearing some baggy clothes and his eyes were bloodshot. His brown hair seemed greasy. And here I was thinking I looked bad. The guy made me feel a lot better.
                              
"Jacob" I nodded, hoping to keep this conversation short. For several reasons Jacob didn't like me but that didn't matter to me since I don't like him either.
                              
"Since I missed your birthday maybe I should give you a belated birthday kiss" Jacob smirked, looking me over. Really dude? There was nothing to see, I could've been wearing a garbage bag and I wouldn't have looked any different from now.
                              
"I'd rather lick a used tampon" I deadpanned.
                              
Jacob took a step forward. I guess he didn't feel offended. Too bad.
                              
"You know whenever I see you I always think 'I'd tap that' but then you open that little mouth of yours and I suddenly remember why I don't like you" Jacob was staring me down, almost pleading for some kind of reaction. He liked provoking people and since I don't lose my cool very often I'd always been a challenge for him.
                              
"That's such a relief because I get concerned whenever I see you drooling like a rabid animal" I batted my eyelashes.
                              
"Speaking of animals, our good friend Tobin looked like a lost puppy when he'd mentioned your birthday" Jacob narrowed his eyes, his expression suddenly as cold as ice.
                              
Tobin and Jacob are close friends. Always have been.
                              
"Maybe you should keep him on his leash then" I had to admit I was confused about this but I decided not to ask. I didn't want Jacob to think I was interested.
                              
"No, I think it's better now he's free, away from your suffocating touch" Jacob copied my fake sweet look.
                              
At this point I was secretly gritting my teeth. I was the suffocating one? Obviously he had heard a different version of the 온라인카지노게임.
                              
I took a deep breath.
                              
Jacob gave me a sly smile when he noticed this.
                              
"Well, I gotta go. See ya soon sweetheart." He was probably feeling smug but I hadn't given him a real reaction. He wasn't worth the energy. He didn't make a move to indicate he was leaving. He just kept staring at me, trying to read my expression.