Alli rolled her eyes and went back to combing her hair. She felt the flock leaning toward her and knew she could seriously fuck with the ditz in their midst. She just had to wait a few seconds… silently…

“Oh, and I suppose you’re the all-knowing expert on sex,” Jennifer shot her way. Silence. “And a few zits on his chin isn’t exactly acne,” Alli smiled hearing Jennifer become defensive.

“Hey, I would cut your nails first, honey, that’s all I’m saying… it could get a little messy back there,” the other girls cringed at the gross image and suddenly became less envious of Jennifer. Jennifer quickly did the calculations and realized she was losing — she’d have to befriend the freak.

“Yeah, I guess… so, you’ve done it?”

“A lady never tells,”

“I’m kinda nervous, you know… could really use some advice. Sooooo freaked out about getting pregnant,”

“Um… condoms?” Alli shot at her.

“His mom’s a pharmacist,”

Alli saw her in and did everything in her power not to sneer and lick her lips.