>You are Anon
>Crystal Prep's resident misanthropic malcontent and most notable charity case
>Which was its own cosmic joke honestly
>Most people would think getting accepted on a scholarship to one of the best English programs in the state would be a dream come true for a kid too poor to pay attention
>But most people wouldn't have gotten wasted the night before the program's short story/essay contest submission deadline and submitted a Greentext instead of the story they'd been working on for the last month
>The judges had marveled on how "avante garde" the story structure was
>The rest of the nerds in the program knew what it was though
>So even the losers here made fun of you
>It also didn't help your nerd cred that you'd tried out for the football team
>What could you say, you had diverse tastes
>You never expected them to put you on the team
>Something to do with the school board wanting one or two non-sport scholarship kids on the team
>So you were a nerd and a freak to the jocks and jock and loser to the nerds
>An outcast among outcasts
>Wasn't all bad though
>Having a limited social circle meant you could sneak behind the bleachers between classes to smoke and no one would notice you were gone
>Or even care
>So here you were, one ear bud in chilling to your tunes and enjoying a smoke instead of sleeping through math class
>This was as close to a good time you could have at school
>"You know those are bad for your health right? And banned on school grounds too" Came a voice from nowhere
>Now there are certain ways you could have handled such a development
>Like saying something witty and scathing before blowing a smoke ring lazily into the air
>But whose to say screaming like a girl and falling over yourself wasn't witty
>"If you're that jumpy you should pay more attention to your surroundings Anon"
>You look up to find Sugarcoat standing over you with her hands on her hips
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>Well shit
>You could think of worse people to find your little hiding spot besides Sugarcoat
>But most of them happened to be her friends
>Between the five of them they made up the smartest, most athletic, musically gifted, richest, and craziest students in the whole damn school
>And being the smart one meant you could already count the number of ways you could talk your way out of this on one hand
>It wasn't that you were stupid
>Just more of an idiot
>But most people were stupid compared to her
>Best you could do was take her off guard with something clever and hope for the best
"H-hey Sugarcoat...you co-come here often?"
>Smooth
>"No, I do not. Do you always ask stupid questions when people catch you breaking rules?"
>Damn, that was cold
"Ru-rules? Who said anyone was breaking any rules?" You say with a stupid grin as you palm your cigarette and pinch the lit cheery off into the grass as subtly as possible
>"Your hat and uniform are violating dress code and you're skipping class." She said bluntly as you stumbled back up
"Hey now." You say taking off your pageboy hat and cradling it "It's not a snap back, flat or curved bill, and has no writing or markings. It isn't breaking any rules." you defend
>"What about your uniform?"
"The rules say I have to wear it, not how I wear it" You say gesturing to your loose tie and mostly unbuttoned shirt
>"And skipping class?"
"I was just late from using the bathroom" You offer knowing the teachers weren't paid enough to care where you were "See, we're just two rule abiding students here" You say giving your best smile
>"Rule abiding students don't smoke on campus" She says fixing you with a glare
>Shit
"Sm-smoking, who me? Never touch the things" You're sweating but you still manage to slip the butt in your hand into your sleeve "Plus I don't even see any butts around here"
>You make a show of scanning the ground only to look up and find Sugarcoat holding up her phone
>With a picture of you smoking on it
>Fuck
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>This was it
>Game over man, game over
>It didn't matter if you were just a third string charity case if Coach Flash saw this pic you'd be off the team
>You thought back to when you signed that stupid student athlete conduct contract at the start of the season
>It was the school's way of saying "We know you're all a bunch of rich little shits who can get your hands on just about anything but if you're stupid enough to get caught your ass is grass"
>That's when it hits you
>Anything Coach Flash saw Principal Cadence saw too
>And ever since they booted out Cinch she'd been cracking down on any student misconduct
>If she saw this she was likely to suspend you for the rest of the semester
>And if that happened you could kiss your scholarship goodbye
>Sugarcoat just stood there while all of this hit you like a ton of bricks
>You weren't sure what her angle here was, but she had you over a barrel
"Sugar yo..."
>"Sugarcoat" She corrected harshly
"R-right totally, Sugarcoat. Got it" You say almost breaking out in a cold sweat "But seriously, you can't show anyone that photo"
>"Why not? Principal Cadence encourages students to report any misconduct"
>Yeesh leave it to a bunch of rich kids not to know snitches get stitches
>Not that you had it in you to enforce the idea, but it would help right about now
"But if you show that to her they'll kick me off the team or worse"
>"Indeed, it was really stupid of you not to think you'd get caught"
>Fuck, kick a man while he's down huh
"Please I'll do anything you want"
>"Anything?"
>Fuck, that didn't sound good
"W-well I mean..."
>"Good, from now on you'll be my personal assistant" She said slipping off her back pack and holding it out to you "Start by taking my bag"
"Say what now?" You sputter dumbly
>"Are you stupid, I just said if you don't want me to show this picture to anyone you'll be my assistant and do whatever I tell you to" She somehow huffed in her monotone
>Ooooh
>Now it made sense
>She was making you her slave
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>What the actual hell
>If some stranger had asked you this morning how you thought today would go you wouldn't have thought you'd end up being blackmailed into servitude by the smartest girl in school
>But what could you do
>Your future on the line
>You sigh and take the bag and are surprised by how heavy it is
>If you hadn't spent months lifting weights for football you'd hardly be able to lift it
>It was a wonder a 90lb girl like Sugarcoat could carry it at all
"Yeesh what do you have in here?" You griped hefting it over your shoulder and nearly crushing your own backpack in the process
>"Just my text books, study materials, and my laptop" Sugarcoat said fiddling with her phone before slipping into her pocket "Now come along it's nearly time for lunch" She said turning back towards the school motioning for you to follow
>On cue the bell rang signaling the start of lunch
>Not much choice so you follow her while lugging roughly 35 extra pounds of shit on your back
>Once inside you notice a change in atmosphere real quick
>It wasn't unusual for people to take notice of Sugarcoat and her friends, they were at the top of the social food chain here after all
>But now they were all paying attention to YOU as well
>You could already hear people whispering about you as finally caught up alongside Sugarcoat
"So um how long are you gonna want me to be your assistant exactly?" You ask wondering about your immediate future
>"That depends on your performance" She said flatly
>Great, that really explains a lot
"So um what is it you want me to do exactly?"
>"As my assistant you will be expected to carry my bag, organize my notes, clean my gym clothes and other such tedious tasks I don't have time for"
"So I'm basically your new butler" You say rolling your eyes
>"If you don't like our arrangement I can always..."She began pulling out her phone
"No no no, it sounds like a great new job" You say hurriedly as you enter the cafeteria
>"Good, now wait here"
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>You sigh as you watch Sugarcoat get in the lunch line leaving you to stand holding her bag in the center of the cafeteria
>You could already feel people staring at you and whispering
>By the end of the day you'd be the talk of the whole school
>This wasn't looking good
>"Hey Anon what's this I hear about you making new friends?" Came an unfortunately familiar voice as an arm wrapped around your shoulder
>Great, now this was happening
"Sup Adagio" You say tiredly as Sonata and Aria come around to join their leader
>They were the Dazzlings, aka your "Friends"
>Well friends was a strong word
>More like fellow social pariahs 
>They'd been accepted as fellow charity cases like you after getting kicked out of Canterlot high
>Unfortunately that didn't make them very popular so they soon found their way to you as the only person who would talk to them during their first week here
>That didn't mean you guys really got along, but misery loves company
>"Don't be silly Daggy, Anon doesn't have any friends" Sonata said as bubbly as always
>Ouch, your pride
>"Then who's bag is he carrying then?" Adagio retorted pointing out the extra book bag "Pink really isn't your color Anon just so you know"
"Thanks for the tip" You say rolling your eyes
>"You didn't answer the question Anon" Aria said giving you a light shove which threatens to tip you over with all the extra weight
>You sigh again, might as well tell them, no telling what they'll do if they find out on their own
"It's Sugarcoat's" You say nodding toward the pig-tailed girl in line
>You think you see her looking back towards you and scowling and suddenly start to feel nervous again
>"What, don't tell me you're hanging out with those bitches now" Aria growled glaring over at the table where Sugarcoat's friends were sitting and also staring at you
"It's...complicated" You say not sure how much you should tell them
>"I know that look" Adagio says looking up at you "You're being blackmailed aren't you?"
>Shiiiiit
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"B-b-blackmailed? Don't be..."
>Adagio puts a finger to your lips and sshh's you
>"Come now Anon, we know a thing or two about manipulating people" She says with a smirk
>"Yeah" Aria chuckles "We were real good at it"
>"The bestest" Sonata giggles
>"So why don't you just tell us what she has on you, okay sweetie"
>You sigh again, you knew you couldn't win when they ganged up on you like this
>They were like sharks
>Or some kind of more devious sea-life
>So you give them the real quick version as you see Sugarcoat get closer to the head of the lunch line
>"Oh, I see" Adagio said thoughtfully "That would be bad for you"
>"But don't worry, we can totally handle this for you" Sonata said twirling happily
>"Yeah, I figure we just jump her ass after school and bust her phone" Aria said smacking her fist into her palm "Then boom, no more picture"
>Aw 
>It really warmed your heart that they were willing to do something so absolutely STUPID for you
"No, no, no! Do not do that" you plead
>"Why the hell not?" Aria growled
"Because if you do she'll either get her friends and all of their friends involved and I'll be on the whole school's shit list, or she goes to the principal and they ask why you guys would jump her, she tells them about the photo and Flash and Cadence will be all over me for the rest of the year...or worse they do both"
>You feel bad as you watch them put it all together
>Their hearts had been in the right place
>Actually no, they'd been in the wrong place but it's the thought that counts
"Just leave this to me, she's popular, she'll probably get bored with me in like a week and this will all be over"
>The Dazzlings mull this over for a sec
>"Alright Anon, but just remember" Adagio said brushing her fingers under your chin "The only girls allowed to abuse you is us"
>"That's right" Agrees Aria punching you in the arm before they start heading to their table
>"Have fun being a slave" Sonata calls back while waving
>Yeesh, with friends like that huh
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>Just about then you see Sugarcoat marching up to you looking kind of angry
>"Take this" She says shoving her lunch tray into your hands "Now follow me" She says heading towards her friends' lunch table
>Okay, you know she's mad
>Hell, life on Mars can tell she's mad
>But you don't know why
"Hey, um, Sugarcoat...you okay?" You ask cautiously
>"Of course I am" She snaps "Why wouldn't I be?"
"O-oh, right yeah. My bad" You say
>You decide not to push your luck and hope her bad mood just blows over
>You reach her table and she ignores all her friends staring at the two of you as she takes her seat next Indigo
>"Sit" She orders snapping you out of your head as you sit down beside her and pass her the tray
>Wow you're not sure what is more awkward right now
>The fact you're basically surrounded by girls who see you as the social equivalent of stepping in dog doo and wondering what you're doing here
>Or how Sugarcoat couldn't care less and was silently eating her lunch
>"Um Sug" Sour Sweet finally chimed in "I don't mean to pry, but what is HE doing here?" She asked doing that weird voice changey bit as she pointed to you
>You gulp, but Sugarcoat doesn't even look up from her food
>"Don't mind him, he's just my new attendant" She says waving a hand at you dismissively
>Wow
>From Assistant to Attendant, sounds like you're already moving up in the world
>Who knew there were so many fancy names for slaves
>"Really, how quaint" Sunny said looking you up and down "Though you might want to set yourself some higher standards" She said with a chuckle
>"He'll do for what I need him for" Sugarcoat said simply
>This seemed to be enough for her friends
>At least for now
>The aura of tension was still there but thankfully it went down a few notches
>"Hey dude" Lemon Zest says getting your attention from where she's lazily leaning on the table
"H-huh, oh a yeah"
>"What you listening too?" She asks pointing to her ear indicating you still ad your ear bud in
>You hadn't even noticed
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>You'd been so caught up with everything so far that you've been partially on auto pilot
>You listen in just as the song changes and tell her
[YouTube] Coheed and Cambria - You Got Spirit, Kid [Official Video]
>"Fuck yeah, my man" She grins pulling down her own headphones as she reaches over the table and pulls your other ear bud out from the inside of your shirt collar forcing you to lean forward as well as she slips the bud into her ear and starts to jam
>This was weird
>"Coheed and what now?" Indigo asks looking confused
>"Ugh, loser music" Sour Sweet says with a look of disgust "Honestly Zest I swear you'll listen to anything sometimes"
>Hey, not cool
>Coheed is great
>Plus you think this song is the perfect anthem for life at Crystal Prep
>"Aw you guys just don't appreciate modern prog-rock" Zest said bobbing to the chorus
>That's when you notice Sugarcoat
>And she looks mad
>Like cheeks getting red levels mad
>Going by the look she was giving you
>You done goofed
>You didn't know how, but you'd certainly done something wrong
>"Anon it's time to go" She said shoving her tray into your hands before pulling you stumbling along away from the table
"H-hey, wait, the lunch bell hasn't even rung yet" You say as she nearly drags you towards the exit
>"I like to get to class early to prepare" She says giving you enough time to put her tray away and regain your balance before once more pulling you along
>Once you're out in the mostly empty halls a thought strikes you
"Hey what about my classes?" You ask thinking in horror of the idea of running from one end of this giant fucking school to the other so you wouldn't be late
>"What do you mean, we share all the same classes except for electives" She says turning back to look at you
>You blink for a few seconds
"What? Since when?" You say is surprise
"Since always" She says with a huff "Are you really that thick?" She asked before looking down in exasperation
>You think you just hear her mutter "How could you not notice"
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>You think back over all your classes
>You mostly sat in the back and only paid attention here and there like the slacker you are outside of your English courses
>But the more you thought about it you remembered a familiar set of marshmallow white pig-tails here and there sitting in slightly different spot in the front of the class
>Well shit, she was in all of them
"O-oh right, we do have a bunch of classes together" You say hastily trying to smooth things over "It's just we sit so far apart I kind of forgot"
>This seems to help, but not by much
>Sugarcoat looks up at you and she seems to have gone from Mad to just Miffed
>Not much of a difference except one made you fear for you future and the other was actually kinda cute
>....
>Where the fuck did that come from
>Did Stockholm syndrome already kick in
>But actually it was hard not to find Sugarcoat pretty when she was up this close
>"Fine, just make sure you don't forget it from now on" She said sternly
"I won't, I won't" You promise "But can I just ask one thing?" You add hopefully
>"Yes? What is it?"
"Are you, um, gonna let go anytime soon?" You asked nervously pointing down to where she was still tightly gripping your shirt and blazer
>Sugarcoat looked at her hand, the back at you, then back to her hand
>She let go of you like you're on fire
>Yeesh, was touching a loser like me so bad
>She was even getting red in the face again
>"Y-you're right, you know where our next class is. I-I shouldn't have to lead you" She says hurriedly before turning and heading down the hall at a good trot
>You jog to catch up with her and try not to say anything else
>You make it to the class and there's no one here yet
>No surprise
>Bell hasn't rung yet
>Sugarcoat takes a seat in one of the first seats and you hand her her bag before heading to where you usually sit in the back
>"Where are you going?" She asks stopping you
"Um...to my seat?" You say confused by why she'd ask
>"No, you sit here now" She said pointing next to her
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>Oh no
>No no no
>Sure Crystal Prep classes had university style seating rules
>First come, first served
>But like any good slacker you stuck all the way to the back
>That way no one noticed you
>You liked it that way
>And here Sugarcoat was trying to upset all of that
"Um yeah, you see the thing is I'm not really a front of the class kind of..."
>Sugarcoats eyes narrowed shutting you up real quick
>"Sit down" She said more forcefully pointing to the seat beside her again
"Yes ma'am" You sigh slumping your shoulders and moving to the seat beside just as the period bell rang
>As you set your bag down you notice a somewhat triumphant look on her face
>Great, next she was gonna have you house trained and fetching her slippers
>You watch as more kids filter into the class all casting strange glances at you as they came in
>It was starting to get to you
"So, not that I'm complaining or anything" You say slumping your head down on the desk to hide your embarrassment "But why do you need me to sit up here with you?"
>"If you're going to be useful then I need to have you close at hand" She said simply pulling out a notebook "For instance what if I need a pencil, or some paper, or need to check for some notes I missed? Having you close by will make such things easier" She went on matter of factly "So just sit there and try not to embarrass me"
>Right, because you were so embarrassing
>And you're calling bullshit on the rest of that
>There's no way someone like her didn't have everything she needed for class on hand or stuffed into that heavy ass bag
>And if anyone should be copying notes off the other it should be you
>Wait...
>You tear open your bag and start digging through the stuff inside
>Shit
>You pull out a blank worksheet and then turn to Sugarcoat who is staring at you now
"So I might have forgot to do the homework" You say with a nervous smile "Could I maybe see yours for just a sec?"
>Okay, maybe you are a bit of an embarrassment
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>You watched as she just stared at you for a second in complete disbelief
>Like she couldn't comprehend the idea of you not completing an assignment
>It just didn't compute with her
>It was kind of cute to tell the truth
>There it was again
>You had to stop thinking like that
>You weren't supposed to think of the girl who had the power to ruin your life as cute
>Unless she was your wife
>Ha! Good one
>Either way Sugarcoat snaps out of her disbelief long enough to look at your battered and crumpled worksheet then back up to your pleading gaze
>"Fine" She mutters going a bit red again and reaching into her bag and pulling out a folder then taking out a crisp and completed copy of the same sheet and slid it over to you without looking your way "Just don't make this a habit"
"I promise to try" You say hurriedly pulling out a pin and scribbling down answers while also watching out for the teacher
>It doesn't take long
>Thankfully it was just history
>Mostly names and dates
>After a couple of minutes you drop your pen and hand Sugarcoat back her paper "All done thanks a bunch for that"
>"What do you mean all done?" She says looking at the sheet "You only filled in half the questions and you didn't even do the back" She said looking even more confused than before
"Well I don't want them to know I cheated" You say matter of factly "Plus this will be enough to get like a C so it's all good"
>Her expression goes blank for a minute
>Like you're speaking French to her
>"Since when is getting only a C good enough?" She says with a hint of disgust
>Ugh
>Honor rolls kids
>Might as well spell it out for her
"Since that's all I need to average in everything that isn't English to keep my scholarship" You say putting your name on the paper "And as long as I ace all those courses I have a chance of getting a ride into a decent college with a good literary arts program"
>It wasn't a great plan for the future
>But it was one you could manage
>But Sugarcoat seemed to disagree
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>"That's stupid" She said bluntly "You managed to get into Crystal Prep so I know you can't be a total idiot" She continued as if this was some kind of great praise "I'm sure if you applied yourself you could even get into a school like, say...Manehattan U" She said thoughtfully
>What!
>MU
>Now that was a laugh
>A no name poor little townie like you
>At one of the best schools in the country
>You couldn't help but laugh
>"What's so funny?" She asked sounding offended
>Shit, you really were bad at not making her mad
"It's nothing" You say trying to hold back your laughter "But c'mon I barely got in here, I mean sure someone like you could probably get in there, but me? I'd be lucky if they let me in as a janitor"
>Hell not even then
>You bet their janitors had PhD's
>"Is it really that hard to believe?" She huffed turning back to her notebook "You should at least set your sights a little higher"
>Yeah right
>Where was all this coming from
>It sounded like she believed in you more than you did
>Which admittedly wasn't hard
>But why though
>You were just some loser she was using as a slave
>You lean back in your chair and stare at the ceiling
>You wished you could have another smoke
>All this thinking was putting you on edge
>You heard the period bell ring
>Class would be starting soon
>It was about then you noticed a remarkable absence of light
>And something very big looming over you
>"You're in my seat loser" Said a deep voice
>Oh shit
>You take in the very big and very solid form of Powerlifter from the wrestling team
>And he was glaring down at you
>"Get lost" He grunted
>Now this was bad
>You look to Sugarcoat but she isn't even paying attention
>Off in her own little world
>Great
"H-hey Lifter, bu-buddy." You say sweating nervously, thinking of the best way to say what came next "I'd um, love to move for you, but, um...it's technically not anybody's seat and I was, um, here first"
>You see a veil throb in his neck
>"Oh really?" He growls
>Fuck
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>As Powerlifter starts cracking his knuckles you frantically look around the room
>But no luck
>None of your football buddies are in this class with you after all
>Well buddies was a bit of a stretch
>They all thought you were a weirdo or a loser
>But even though you were just a third string bench-warmer you were still part of the team
>And being on a team at Crystal Prep was a lot like being in a prison gang
>If someone tries to jump one of your boys you're expected to get in there and help him out
>Hell you would have settled for one of the Dazzlings right about now
>Aria in particular
>But no
>It was just you
>On your own with the living express train to Suplex city
>At least that's what you thought as you watched Lifter pull back his fist
>"He's with me" Sugarcoat said seeming to stop everything dead
>The room went silent
>It had already quieted down in preparation for your ass beating
>But now, now it was tumbleweed rolls through a western silent
>"What?" Lifter muttered in confusion looking at her
>Now normally a guy like Power lifter, who was more closely related to a mountain made of angry bears, wouldn't stop dead for a 90lb girl in pig-tails
>But this was Sugarcoat
>One of the five most popular girls in school
>They'd ruled the school when Cinch was in charge and they still pretty much did now
>They had the power to make your social life a non-existent Hell and not even look up from their phones
>This had never been much of a problem for you
>You and the Dazzlings were already at rock bottom
>But to a cookie cutter jock like Lifter this was a much more pressing matter
>"I said" Sugarcoat continued glaring at his still cocked fist "That Anon is with me, that means he sits where I tell him and not anyone else. Got it"
>Lifter nodded dumbly before hurrying to the back corner of the class where you usually sat
>"Honestly, some people are so rude" She said going back to her notes
>You just stare at her as the rest of the class erupts into whispers
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>All you can do is stare in awe
>You may be on the outside of the social paradigm around here, but you know what's about to happen
>By the end of the day word was going to be out
>Sugarcoat owned your ass
>That meant you were off limits
>And from the looks of it she couldn't care less
>Before you could say anything else your teacher walked in and got started on the lesson
>You just sat there with Sugarcoat occasionally nudging you with her elbow
>"Pay attention" She'd say under her breath
>But how could you
>She'd just dragged the two of you into crazy town
>And you couldn't say "Stop the ride please I wanna get off"
>Because you were still basically her slave
>But now you were a slave no one was allowed to fuck with
>You hadn't even realized it until the bell had rung, but even through all this inner turmoil Sugarcoat's prodding had managed to make you take better notes than you'd ever taken before
>Which was kind of freaky
>"C'mon Anon let's go" She said picking up her notes and dropping her bag on your desk before turning for the door
>You barely have time to think before you shove your own notes into your bag, grab hers, and hurry along behind her
>You may not understand this brave new world
>But until you did it was probably a good idea to just follow Sugarcoat and try not to say anything stupid
>Or at least stupider than usual
>You walked to your next class in silence
>Or as silent as two people who knew everyone else in the halls right now were talking about them
>When you got to class Sugarcoat took a spot in the middle of the front row and you sat down next to her without a word
>"Here" She said carefully pulling several sheets of notebook paper out of her book and handing them to you
"Um what're these" You asked looking at the immaculate cursive scrawl confused
>"My notes of course" She said just before she plopped a massive binder down on your desk "I want you to put them with the rest of the history ones, I'll teach you to color code them later"
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>Now you'd been expecting this
>But like everything so far Sugarcoat proved to surpass your imagination
>The binder was huge and white with tabs colored by subject and full of those post-it strips with dates or single words like urgent or important
>As you opened it to the pink tab labeled history you found pages full of Sugarcoat's almost unreadibly pretty cursive script mostly high-lighted with one of three different colors
>No wonder she was the smartest girl in school
>By comparison your notes were basically whatever was on the board during the times you were actually paying attention and if they were really important you helpfully scribbled a little DFD next to it
>Code for Don't Forget Dipshit
>But still this was crazy and a small part in the back of your mind was screaming at the thought of actually having to color code all of this sometime soon
>"Hey Anon, sup man"
>Oh great, and now this was happening
>The voice belonged to one of your fellow teammates
>In fact Neon Lights was one of the few guys on the team who actually talked to you outside of practice
>He was one of those guys who liked to think he was friends with everyone
>The only problem was he was a giant douche
>He couldn't seem to help it, it all just came naturally to him
>Like how he always wore Sunglasses everywhere
>It also didn't help he kind of reminded you of Pauly Shore
>"Here you're coming up in the world my dude nice up top" He said leaning against the desk next to you and posting up for a high five
"What do you want Neon" You sigh not looking up at him but still offering up your hand
>Because you knew he wouldn't leave without getting that high five
>"Aw c'mon buddy don't be that way" He said wrapping an arm around you "Just look'n to congratulate you on being such a hit with ladies"
>You don't even need to look
>By now you can feel the look Sugarcoat is giving the two
>But Neon always did lack a sense of self-preservation
>"Sup Sugar-momma hope I ain't cramp'n your alone time"
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>Now you didn't believe in reincarnation
>But after hearing something that retarded you can only believe Neon was a lemming in a past life
>You risk a glance at Sugarcoat
>Yup, she was already going red in the face
>You couldn't blame her
>The last thing a girl like her wanted to be called was YOUR girlfriend
>You didn't need any more rumors floating around about what was going on between you two right now
>On the bright side, after Sugarcoat was done murdering Neon maybe you could take his spot on the team
>"Anon, who is this?" Sugarcoat asked still glaring at Neon who failed to pick up on the danger
>Hell the idiot was still smiling
>"Oh my bad baby" He said digging himself a deeper hole "Name's Neon Lights and Anon here is one of my best bros from the football team. Ain't that right dude?"
>No!
>Don't you put that evil on me!
>“Is this true?" Sugarcoat asked looking back to you and using a tone that badly wants what it just heard not to be true
"Yes we are on the football team" You say looking to her and signalling with your eyes and tone to convey "This guy's an idiot don't believe his lies"
>Sugarcoat nodded slightly
>"I see" She said turning back Neon who was all smiles "Well Anon and I are quite busy so you should leave. Now" She emphasized the last word so even Neon wouldn't be thick enough to get it
>"Riiiight" He said standing back up and looking between the two of you as fired off a pair of finger guns "Say no more. Knock her dead Anon" He added before heading back to his seat
>You sigh and try to hide your embarrassment by filing the note Sugarcoat gave you
>Sugarcoat is thankfully silent
>You hope she wasn't mad at you for that
>You could see a bit of red still on her cheeks out of the corner of your eye
>That was when the teacher walked in and you decided to pull out your notes
>This was math
>You hated math
>And you figured sitting in the middle of the front row wouldn't bode well for your "Try not to be noticed" strategy
>Just fucking great
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>You do your best to copy down whatever the teacher puts on the board
>Sugarcoat doesn't even nudge you to pay attention
>Which is good
>You were having enough trouble copying everything down before the teacher moved to the next bit
>Fucking Math
>So hard you can't even think about something funny to say about how hard it is while you're doing it
>That's just not right
>Luckily the teacher didn't try to call on you
>That was thanks to Sugarcoat
>Seemed like if she raised her hand the teacher just kind of ignored everyone in the splash zone around her
>At least that's one benefit to all of this
>Eventually the bell rings and you let out a big sigh of relief
>The day's almost over
>Just have to make it through one mandatory elective
>"Come along Anon" Sugarcoat said placing her notebook back in her bag and handing it to you
>You nod tiredly and follow along
>You were hardly out of the room before Sugarcoat said offhandedly
>"You're not very good at math, are you?"
>You roll your eyes
>Talk about an understatement
"Like most English nerds I'm more of a romantic than classical thinker" You say
>Sounded much better than "Words are easy and I can't numbers so good"
>"Well perhaps you should seek help, maybe find a tutor" She said thoughtfully
>Yeesh, did she expect all her slaves to be as smart as her or were you just so dumb it was hard to stand
"Good luck with that, I'd like to see someone try" You say with a bit of a sarcastic laugh
>"I hardly think you're so dense as to be unteachable" She said with a smirk before stopping "I'll let you off here, I have gym this period." She said motioning down the hall towards the locker rooms "After class I will be waiting for in front of the school" She instructed "Do not keep me waiting long"
"Yes Ma'am" You sighed holding out her bag for her
>"Oh, you can keep that, I won't be needing it this period"
>Great
>You got to lug this heavy ass thing around even when you were on your own
>Just fucking great
>Pink really wasn't your color
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>You sigh as you watch your blackmailer confidently sashay down towards the gym
>Least you finally had some time to yourself to actually think about all the shit you found yourself in
>And a good class to turn off your brain and try to piece everything together
>So you head towards the Home Ec wing, up a flight of stairs, and into the sewing room
>Now once your fellow teammates had spent a good five minutes making fun of you for taking a class like sewing for your elective
>That is until you pointed out that it was hardly as "Gay" as they thought to take a class that was 98% female and the high quality of females too
>Sure the remaining two percent was made up of you and Royal Pin
>And he was gayer than a spring rainbow
>But you still liked those odds
>You'd left out how pretty much none of the attractive girls talked you because you were still a burnout loser
>But they didn't need to know that and it helped to have a chill class where you could shut off your brain, "enjoy the view", and patch any holes in your jeans for school credit
>You walked in, found an unclaimed sewing machine, dropped yours and Sugarcoat's bags, and pulled out your work for the day
>A pair of sofa pillows
>The ones at home were getting worn out and as long as the school was providing the fabric and the stuffing why waste 20 bucks on new ones
>"Hello again Anon" Adagio called from across the table
>You'd been so caught up in everything you'd forgotten you two shared the class
"Hey Adagio" You said plugging in your machine and checking the peddle
>"So how's the life of servitude been treating you so far?" She asked smugly
"Why don't you tell me? Word travels fast around here" You say as you start in on your first pillow
>"Well you're certainly the talk of the school" She said checking her nails "We heard Sugarcoat said you're off limits or something. Makes me think we should have held onto you a little more tightly" She chuckled
>And this was your friend
>It's the thought that counts
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"Anything else? I know you love your gossip"
>Which was true
>You didn't know how she and the girls always heard about stuff like this considering people avoided you guys like the plague
>But you also figured it was a question you might not want to know the answer to
>"Hmm, well no one really knows what to think. Lots of rumors, she lost a bet, you're her long lost brother, you're dying and she's taking pity on you" Adagio counted off on her fingers "Honestly I'm surprised no one has figured it out yet"
>You were too
>Though it probably has to do with it being Sugarcoat
>When you see a popular girl slumming it with a loser you expect him to be doing their homework for her
>But she didn't need that kind of thing
>So no one would connect the dots just right
>Still it was puzzling
>You'd seen how much work she'd already put into her school work so far
>Why wait til now to decide she needed an assistant
>And why you of all people
>She was popular and cute
>Sure you didn't like admitting that second part right now
>But it was true and meant there'd be plenty of guys who'd take your job right now if it meant they got to hang around with her
>So it comes back to why you
>"Excuse me ma'am" Came voice from the door
>You look up to see Sour Sweet of all people in the doorway
>This can't be good
>"Could I borrow Anon, the principal wants to have a quick word with him" She said in that overly sweet tone
>Your eyes go wide
>There's no way this could end well
>"Oh? Sure, just make sure he makes it back" Your teacher said glancing up from her phone
>"Oh don't worry ma'am this shouldn't take long" Sour smiled motioning for you to follow
>You look to Adagio who is eyeing Sour Sweet cautiously
>Least you're not the only one worried
>Well not much you can do without making a scene
>Carefully you follow her out the door and down the hall
>Just before you reach the stairs she grabs you by your blazer and slams you against the wall
>Oh yeah
>This was going just swimmingly already
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>Now out of all of Sugarcoat's friends the one you least wanted to piss off was Indigo Zap
>Girl spent as much time in weight room as the football guys and could probably punch as hard as any of you
>But Sour Sweet was a very close second
>Because you figured she had enough crazy to make up for fighting out of her weight class
>And judging by the look in her eyes and how her knee had found a place just under your balls to rest she was in a decidedly sour mood
>"Okay loser, spill it. What are you up to" She said glaring at you
"At the moment? I'd say my neck in trouble" You offered with a chuckle trying to diffuse the situation with a bit of humor
>The growl from Sour Sweet and the not so subtle way she inched her knee up higher told you that was the wrong move
>"Funny guy huh? Well I'm not laughing, so you're going to tell me what you did you to get Sugar to start getting all friendly with you" She hissed tightening her grip
"I didn't DO anything, it was her idea" You say quickly bringing your hands up in a sign of surrender
>"Bullshit, why else would she go around with someone like you in front of the whole school?"
>This was bad
>You didn't want to tell her what was actually going on
>Last thing you needed was someone like her knowing your secret
>And even if you did feel like sharing you weren't sure if Sugarcoat would be happy if you did or how much you were allowed to say
>"Ahem" Came a voice that got both of your attention "If I was you I'd let Anon go, he's mine...in a manner of speaking" Adagio said staring down your attacker
>Thank goodness for loser solidarity
>"Oh yeah, and why's that?" Sour shot back not letting you go
>"Because me and my friends were already expelled from one school for showing how nasty we can be and I think you wouldn't want to see that side of us up close flip-flop"
>Sour Sweet thought on this for a moment
>"Fine" She hissed letting go "But if you try anything with Sugar then your cheeto-puff girlfriend won't be able to save you"
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>The girls stare each other down for a few seconds before Sour Sweet marched off with a scowl
>You let out a breath and slid down the wall in a heap
>At least your nuts were safe
>"Girlfriend huh" Adagio said strutting up and watching Sour Sweet until she was out of sight "Cute, you should be so lucky" she smirked
>More like unlucky
>Not that the Dazzlings were hard on the eyes
>You just always got the impression that they shared everything
>And while some guys would call you crazy for not wanting three hot and possessive girlfriends
>You knew from experience that while they did share everything, they didn't share it well
>A picture of three puppies and a shredded plush toy came to mind
"Thanks for the save Dagi" You say taking the hand she offered you and getting back to your feet
>"Like I said Anon, we're the only ones allowed to play with you like that" She said throwing her hair over her shoulders "We just never really felt like it" She added with a laugh
>Of that you were thankful
>You had a feeling Aria would be less gentle with your tender bits
>"You sure you don't want us to step in for you?" She asked with the smallest hint of concern
>That was a good question
>And in any other situation you'd be more than willing to let the Dazzlings sort everything out, not ask questions, and agree to buy the beer they wanted as thanks
>But this wasn't the usual drama BS
"I dunno, I still gotta meet Sugarcoat after class" You said scratching the back of your head "Let me get back to you and the girls when I know which end is up"
>Adagio gave you a look then sighed
>"Fine" She said fishing a hall pass out of her pocket "Then I guess I'll just put this to use and freshen up. And maybe keep an eye out for any more of Sugarcoat's little friends" She said heading down the hall
>Sometimes it paid to have nasty friends
"Thanks Dagi, I owe you" You call after her
>"I know, and I expect you to show that appreciation sometime soon dear" She said with smirk as she left
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>Damn flirt
>The thought crosses your mind that you could dip out for a smoke right now
>But that's what got you into this mess sadly
>So you kill a couple minutes on your phone before heading back into class
>Teacher doesn't even bother asking you what they wanted you for
>So you kill time and try not to focus on Adagio teasing you when she gets back
>The bell rings and so ends another miserable day of teen drudgery
>Adagio lets you leave but only after you promise to hit her and girls up tonight
>With that out of the way you make your way through to the front of the school pumping up your music to drown out all the whispering
[YouTube] Black Elevator (embed)
>As you step outside you scan the crowd
>Lots kids are getting picked up in limos and sport cars
>Finally you spot her
>Or rather her pig-tails under one of the tree near the front gate
>So you make your way over and pull your headphones out
>"There you are" She says with her hands on her hips
"Yeah, sorry to keep you waiting"
>You know you haven't done that, but you figure she's the kind of girl to hold being a minute late over your head
>Figure you can stay on her good side if you apologize first
>"I-I wasn't wa-waiting that long" She stutters looking surprised before turning away and crossing her arms "Just don't let it happen again"
>No shit
>It actually worked
>Maybe you were getting the hang of this after all
>That's when you catch something out the corner of your eye
"What's that?" You ask pointing to a pink drawstring bag at her feet
>She turns back around with her calm look back in place
>"These are my gym clothes, I told you one of your duties was to see that they are washed" She said picking up the bag and holding it out to you
"Wait you were serious?"
>"Have I given you any indication that I've yet to be anything but serious with you" She asked harshly
>Shit so much for figuring things out
"No, nope, coming in loud and clear" You say taking the bag
>"Good then follow me"
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"Where to? You ask slinging yet another bag over your back and catching up with her
>You were beginning to feel a kinship with pack mules
>"Home of course" She says flatly "Where else would we be going"
"Dunno, I thought the whole deal was I follow where you wanna go" You say tiredly
>"Very good" She says smilingly proudly "You aren't as hard to teach as you said you were" She adds with a subtle little laugh
>It was cute
>There you go again
>Why fight it at this point
"Yeah, yeah, woof woof, give the boy a treat" You say sarcastically while cautiously scanning the street
>You were about 2 blocks from school
>Should be safe
>You fish your smokes out from your blazer and slip one between your lips and begin to light it when you hear
>"What are you doing?"
>Seriously
"Oh c'mon Sugarcoat, it's been a long day and I've done my best to do what you want, not make you mad, and almost got beat up today" 
>TWICE
"But even I need a little something at the end of the day okay" You say pleadingly before going back to lighting your cigarette
>Honestly that was probably your dumbest move yet
>But every man has his breaking point
>Might as well test your luck
>Sugarcoat stands there and stares at you for a minute
>You can't tell if she's mad or surprised
>Finally she lets out a little one of her huffs "Fine, you can have one" She conceded "But I'd appreciate if you did not do that around me from now on" She added pointedly as you two got back to walking
"Thank you, I'll do my best not to" You say gratefully blowing a puff up towards the sky
>Neither of you say anything for minute before she speaks up again
>"You know those will kill you right?" She says tentatively
>You smirk
"But that which doesn't kill us makes us stronger"
>"Most people don't go back for another try"
"Well I did say I was a slow learner" You joke back
>"I'm starting to see what you mean" She sighed "But you've yet to test my patience so there might be hope for you yet"
>Hope for what you wonder
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>After about 10 mins you make your way to a large set of gates barring entrance to a subdivision
>Well you could call it a subdivision, but to your incredibly low class eyes it looks more like
"Holy shit you live in Mansion-land" You say jaw hanging open
>"Don't be over dramatic" Sugarcoat chided walking up a call box and pressing the button "Hello Mac, could you let us in" There was a slight buzz before the gates opened automatically
>You try not to stare as she leads you through and towards what you guess is a guard station
>"Hello Miss Sugarcoat, bringing a friend home with you today?" Asked the middle-aged man sitting inside
>"He's just walking me home today Mac, but you'll probably be seeing more of him from now on" Sugarcoat explained
>"Ah, I see how it is" The old guy grinned wiggling his eyebrows at you before pulling out a Polaroid and snapping a picture "Well then I'll go ahead and add him to the wall in case Greg needs to see him in" He said as you tried to blink the spots from your eyes
>As you do you notice him quickly write something on the bottom of the photo before pinning it to a cork board labeled approved visitors
>"Thanks Mac, come along Anon" Sugarcoat said grabbing you by the sleeve and dragging you away before you could see what Mac had written on your picture
>It doesn't take long to reach her house
>If you can call it a house
>If you lived here you'd call it Heaven
>"Well here we are" Sugarcoat said leading you up the front step "Now give me your number"
"Say what now?"
>"Your cell phone number, I need if in case I need it in case I need to get in touch with you" She said getting a little red again
"Oh, okay" You rattle off your digits as she entered them into her phone "So um, I was wonder something" You say making her look at you expectantly "So I know you don't want me to call you Sugar, but is there like something else I could call you? I mean Sugarcoat's a great name, a pretty name, it's just a bit of a mouth full"
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>You watch as the color starts to rise to her face again
>But for some reason she doesn't seem to get mad
>"D-did you have something in mind?" She asks
>Oh shit
>You didn't think she would go for it
"Oh, um I dunno, maybe something simple like SC or maybe MM, nah how about 2M?" You blurt out not even thinking
>If you'd actually thought she'd go for it you would have put some more thought into it
>"2M?" She asks looking confused
"O-oh, it's short for um, Marshmallow....cause of your hair...It's got you know...2 M's" You say scratching the back of your head realizing how stupid that sounds
>Sugarcoat doesn't even meet your gaze for a few seconds
>Just stares down at her shoes
>"Fine" She says surprising you after a few tense second "You may call me that, but only in private" She says pointing at you for emphasis
"Yeah, sure, loud and clear" You say not wanting to push your luck
>"Good, now I expect you to meet in front of the school tomorrow at 7 o'clock sharp, I still need to teach you hope finish organizing my notes"
>Wait what
"7 o'clock?! I can't make that"
>"And why not" Sugarcoat asks testily
"Cause I have to take the city bus into school, I'm lucky if it makes it to my stop by 7" You explain
>"Oh, that is...troubling" Sugarcoat says looking thoughtful and maybe just a bit embarrassed
>Maybe she was going to cut you some slack finally
>"I'll think of something, expect a text from me later" She says before motioning for you to hand her bag over
>You do so gratefully
>"Thank you, you did a good job today Anon" She says opening the front door
"I aim to please" You say sarcastically
>Sugarcoat just giggles "So far at least" She says then closes the door
>Yeesh
>This has been one weird day
>You sling her gym bag back over your shoulder and finally start heading home
>Once you're outside the gate and back in the real world you look around
>It's only then that you realize you have no idea where the hell you are
>Well shit
>Better start looking for a bus stop
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>You have to jog a few blocks but manage to catch a bus heading your way
>It's a bit of a long way, but you may as well get used to it
>You figure if Sugarcoat went to the trouble of having you walk her home and introducing you the guards she's probably gonna expect you do it everyday from now on
>She seems like the kind of girl who sticks to a routine
>It takes you an extra twenty minutes to get back to your side of town but you get there just fine, make the usual trek up 6 flights of stairs until finally you get to your apartment
>After a day like today you can hardly believe you made it back
>You wander in to find it unsurprisingly deserted
>Mom Anon has already left for work and Pop Anon was attending some conference out of town
>Which meant yet another night of reheated dinner and shit-posting online 
>You drop your backpack and realize you still have Sugarcoat's gym bag with you
>Oh right
>You sigh and pick the bag back up
>Might as well get this done now before Mom Anon got home
>That would lead to some awkward questions
>But you weren't folding it
>You had to draw the line somewhere
>You head into the small nook your landlord had managed to shove your washer and dryer into and start unloading Sugarcoat's clothes
>A couple of t-shirts, some tight fitting runners shorts that probably turned a few heads when she wore them
>A small part of you kind of wishes you shared gym with her now
>And finally...
>....
>You close the bag
>There's no way that was what you thought it was
>She wouldn't....right?
>You open the bag
>YES SHE FUCKING DID
>With care you pull out two modest sports-bras along with a pair of lavender boyshorts and an honest to god pair of anime-esqe blue and white striped panties
>Who does that
>Did she think she had you under her thumb enough not to worry about giving you a bag with her panties inside
>That was more insulting than anything she'd put you through today
>About then you hear your phone go off
>It's Sugarcoat
>What the Actual Fuck!?
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>You frantically pull up your messages 
>SC: This is Sugarcoat, you should have my number now, make sure you put it under your favorites
>Now under normal circumstances you would have responded with a simple "K" or possibly asked "Why do I have to put it in my favorites?"
>But given the situation all you could think to respond with was
A: WHY THE HELL DID YOU GIVE ME YOUR UNDERWEAR?!
>Perhaps you could have worded that better
>But you feel it's still a valid concern
>It takes a minute or two before she messages you back
SC: For you to wash them of course
>She'd also added a custom emoji that looked comically deadpanned
A: And the thought didn't cross your mind that this might not be a good idea
>She was much quicker to respond this time
>SC: Anon remind me, you are still my assistant correct?
A: Last time I checked, yeah
>SC: And given the nature of our relationship the last thing you'd want to do is make me angry correct?
A: I have been trying not to do that yes
>You weren't any good at that, but it was the thought that counts right
>SC: So I would be safe to assume that you would not be foolish enough to do anything with my unmentionables besides clean them, yes?
A: Well yeah, when you put it like that
>You sigh
>It should be illegal for one girl to screw with a guy this much
>SC: Good, though I'd venture that you weren't the kind of boy to do anything strange with my underwear now were you
>You could feel your face heating up with embarrassment
A: Of course not!
>You mean sure
>You were about as perverted as the next hormone addled teenager
>But you had standard
>Maybe
>If you looked for them
>SC: That's what I thought
>She punctuated her text with a smug smilely face before sending another text
>SC: You should be happy, you've now seen more of my underwear than any boy in school
>Wait...what
>SC: Of course you're not allowed to tell anyone about this, but I'm told boys enjoy this sort of thing
>....the fuck
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>Now you were having some conflicting emotions
>On the one hand your brain was talking to you
>He was saying "Okay Anon, it was one thing to think Sugarcoat was cute. She is and there's nothing wrong with appreciating it when you're with her. But fantasizing about the girl who was blackmailing you, specifically picturing her in the underwear you were currently holding in your hands, was dangerous"
>On the other hand not all of your blood was flowing to Mr. Brain right now
>And Senor Dong was also making some compelling visual arguments of his own
>Very, very compelling
>Luckily before you were forced to broker a peace between the two Sugarcoat sent another text
>SC: Stop thinking about me like that
>Was she fucking psychic
A: I wasn't doing that
>It was then that you realize it had been a couple of minutes since your last reply
>And she was still smarter than you
>Damn
>SC: Sure you weren't, just make sure you get them and the rest of my clothes washed
A: Yes ma'am
>You hope she can read the sarcasm in that
>SC: Good, now I have a lot to do before tomorrow, but I want you to leave your phone on. I'll be calling you in the morning to arrange a pick-up so you can be at school on time
>You badly wanted to point out that any time before the first period bell was technically on time, but you know better by now
A: Fine, anything else 2M?
>Figure you'll give her new nickname a spin
>SC: No, that should be all
>This time she had added an Emoji that looked very pleased with itself
>SC: And don't forget your homework, you should be able to get it done quickly. As long as you don't let your mind wander that is
>You could fry an egg on your face you are blushing so hard right now
A: How much are you enjoying this right now?
>SC: I have no idea what you're talking about, see you in the morning Anon
>Shit
>If it wasn't hard enough to dealing with that pic she had of you
>Now she had this
>You see you're still holding her panties and quickly throw them in the wash
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>You start the wash and decide to listen to Sugarcoat's advice about the homework
>And not because you are trying not to picture certain things involving certain girls with pig-tails
>You had standard damnit
>You're like 90%...okay like 65%....alright maybe 40% sure you had them
>So you grab your bag from where you dropped it and throw it into the living room then head into the kitchen and make yourself a sandwich
>No use toiling on an empty stomach
>You pull out your papers and books and start filling out the first worksheet with some chill tunes playing
[YouTube] Blue Oyster Cult: Sinful Love (embed)
>About the time you start on your second assignment your phone buzzes again
>What could Sugarcoat want now you wonder
>But you see the familiar group pic of you and the Dazzling indicating they were pulling you into a group chat
>Shit, you forgot you told Adagio you'd hit her up after you got home
>You let them know you managed to survive the day
>You spend the next hour working on homework while pausing every couple of minutes to tell them what happened or answer some question
>You end up telling them everything
>Well everything except the stuff about the panties
>Because you had a feeling they'd never let you live it down
>And because if Sugarcoat found out you told them of all people she wouldn't let you live
>Though they seemed pretty interested in the idea of you doing Laundry
>You pointed out this was only because you were being blackmailed
>Adagio said that wouldn't be a problem
>You had to also point out friends don't blackmail friends
>Especially friends who know who pulled what fire alarm, planted which stink bomb on the cheerleaders' bus, and who jumped Suri Polomare and shoved her out of the locker room naked
>They conceded these were all good points
>Sonata argued that you'd get to handle all their panties
>And you countered that if they ever lost a pair they'd kill you and then probably find them under their bed the next day
>It was a good talk
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>The Dazzlings finally let you go about when you finish your last bit of homework
>You're surprised
>This is the most productive you've been in years
>Sugarcoat was having an effect on you
>You weren't sure how you felt about that
>Though you were sure she'd be real smug about it
>The ding from the dryer pulls you from your thoughts
>You head back and put her clothes back in her bag
>Taking good care not to linger too much with her panties
>Once that's done you head for your room and stash the bag under your bed
>Last thing you need is for Mom Anon to catch you with some girl's underwear
>That would lead to a lot of questions there were no good answers to
>You slump down in your chair and turn your PC on
>At least with your homework done you could watch your stories (anime and toku shows) without a care in the world
>At least that was the plan
>But your eyes kept wandering back to the shock of pink in your otherwise drab room
>And once your eyes wandered there then your mind started wandering as well
>And you couldn't even enjoy it for long because you knew she was expecting you to do just this
>And the last thing you wanted to deal with with a boner was mind games
>Damn it
>You hop on /a/ to try and distract yourself
>First thread is all about which Twin-tail waifu is the best
>Nope
>Fine, if you were gonna beat your meat it didn't have to be to her
>Head to /s/
>First two threads are Boy-shorts and striped panties threads
>Fucking hell was the universe taunting you right now
>You close out your browser in disgust
>Might as well hit the hay early
>At least tomorrow was Friday
>Just one more day of dealing with Sugarcoat and then you could spend the weekend clearing your head
>Maybe you could hit up Adagio and girls and have some drinks at their place
>You flop down on your bed with your phone on your chest
>You hadn't really realized how tired you were til your head hit the pillow
>It had been a long day
>Hopefully tomorrow wouldn't be that bad
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[YouTube] Less Than Jake - The State of Florida (embed)
>You're pulled from your sleep by the sound of your phone going off on your chest
>What the fuck
>Who the hell would be calling you this early
"Ugh hello?" You groan rolling on your side to try and see what time it is
>6:15
>Shit you forgot to set your alarm
>"Anon, it's Sugarcoat. Where do you live?"
>It was too early to think so you rattle off your apartment complex's address as you try to find the will to get out of bed
"What do you need my address for" You ask groggily
>"To pick you up of course, we should be there in about 15 minutes, perhaps 20" She said simply
"Oh okay" You say trying to rub the sleep from your eyes
>...
>You sit bolt upright
"Say what now?"
>"I'm having my driver bring us around to pick you up, this way I won't have to spend the morning waiting for you" She said simply
>Of course
>Great
"You could have given me a heads up" You snap back into the phone as you jump out of bed and head for the bathroom trying not to wake up Mom Anon who probably only just got off work a few hours ago
>"I did, I told you last night I'd call you in the morning about picking you up remember?" She said sounding a bit testy
>You vaguely recall something like that
>Though in your defense you remember being distracted at the time
"Okay fine, I'll meet you out front" You say throwing on the hot water in the shower
>"Good, I'll see you then"
>She ends the call
>Great, you had zero time to get ready
>You dive into the shower and do your best to soap up and brush your teeth at the same time
>The second you're free of suds you hop out and grab a towel rushing to your room
>You're like a tornado as you pull on random bits of clothes
>Soon as you're decent you grab Sugarcoat's gym bag and run into the front room
>You stuff all your shit from last night into your bag and then rush out the door as soon as you have your keys and hat
>You check your phone
>You've got 2 minutes til she gets here
>And 6 flights of stairs
>Fuck
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>You sigh before taking the stairs at a run
>It was way to early for this shit
>You hop the banisters on the last few flights and manage to make it out front just as you see a expensive black car for this neck of the woods leisurely driving up the block
>That would be her
>You hunch over and try to catch your breath as they pull up in front of you
>"Good Morning Anon" Sugarcoat says rolling down the back window
"Wh-what's...so...good...about it" You pant
>Sugarcoat just rolls her eyes at you "Just get in already" She huffs scooting over
>You open the door and slide in next to her
>As you get in the driver gives you a little wave
>He seems pretty young
>"Nice to meet you Anon, heard a lot of good things about you"
>Que
>"Be quiet Joe, you'll just give him a big head" Sugarcoat says
>"Whatever you say ma'am" He chuckles as he pulls onto the street and turns the music on
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>Well you hadn't been expecting that
>Not that you were complaining
>But as you listen to the beat you get the feeling things are a little awkward
"Your driver's got some good taste in music" You say nervously
>Sugarcoat just gets red again as Joe the driver laughs
>"This is actually Miss Sugarcoat's playlist" He says as you whip your head around at her in surprise "I'm more a Snoop man myself" He chuckles
>There's another few seconds of silence before Sugarcoat crosses her arms and asks "What, can't I listen to this kind of music" She huffs
"N-no, I mean, there's nothing wrong with it, like I said good taste in songs" You say blushing nervously "Oh here's this" You say handing her the gym bag
>"Oh you can just leave that in the car, Joe will take it back to the house" She says gesturing at the floor
>"What you got for me?" Joe asks
"Her laundry" You say without thinking
>The look Joe gives the two of you tells you how stupid that was
>"Girl why you got this boy doing your laundry" He asks looking back at Sugarcoat
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>Yeah, the thought occurs to you that this would be very hard to explain away
>"It's a long story Joe I'll tell you later" Sugarcoat says looking embarrassed
>Which kinda looks the same as when she gets mad at you
>In fact it's kind of hard to tell the difference you think
>"Okay, okay, that's cool. I mean it's just your gym clothes right? Not like you got your boy there handling your drawers or anything"
>The silence that followed was probably worse than if you had risked saying anything else
>Joe's head swings around to look at the two of you
>"For real? Damn girl you wild!" Joe just about shouts
>"Joe just drive" Sugarcoat says trying not to look at you
>"Fine fine, whatever you say" Joe said turning his eyes and muttering to himself under his breath
>You spend the rest of the car ride thankful for the awkward silence
>"Okay here we are, last stop, rich ass school" Joe says pulling up in front of the main door "Now you gonna want me to come pick you and Anon here up after school Miss Sugarcoat?"
>"No, I think we'll walk home again today" Sugarcoat says as Joe passes her her bag out of the front seat
>"Oh? Ooooh, I see you. Don't worry I got you girl" Joe says pointing to Sugarcoat and winking
>She just growls and grabs you by your blazer and drags you out of the car with her
>Joe leans outside the driver's side window and tips his cap at you two before driving off
"He's a...real character huh?" You say trying to lighten the mood
>"He's lucky he's such a good driver" Sugarcoat grumbles
>Fair enough
>You feel like there's more there than you were picking up, but from the look of Sugarcoat it would be for the best if you didn't ask
>You turn towards the school and it is only then your realize all eyes are on the two of you
>That's when it hit you
>Yesterday Sugarcoat started dragging you around out of nowhere
>And now she was driving you to and from school
>Whatever the word around school was, it was bound to get a whole lot crazier
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>Yeah, the thought occurs to you that this would be very hard to explain away
>"It's a long story Joe I'll tell you later" Sugarcoat says looking embarrassed
>Which kinda looks the same as when she gets mad at you
>In fact it's kind of hard to tell the difference you think
>"Okay, okay, that's cool. I mean it's just your gym clothes right? Not like you got your boy there handling your drawers or anything"
>The silence that followed was probably worse than if you had risked saying anything else
>Joe's head swings around to look at the two of you
>"For real? Damn girl you wild!" Joe just about shouts
>"Joe just drive" Sugarcoat says trying not to look at you
>"Fine fine, whatever you say" Joe said turning his eyes and muttering to himself under his breath
>You spend the rest of the car ride thankful for the awkward silence
>"Okay here we are, last stop, rich ass school" Joe says pulling up in front of the main door "Now you gonna want me to come pick you and Anon here up after school Miss Sugarcoat?"
>"No, I think we'll walk home again today" Sugarcoat says as Joe passes her her bag out of the front seat
>"Oh? Ooooh, I see you. Don't worry I got you girl" Joe says pointing to Sugarcoat and winking
>She just growls and grabs you by your blazer and drags you out of the car with her
>Joe leans outside the driver's side window and tips his cap at you two before driving off
"He's a...real character huh?" You say trying to lighten the mood
>"He's lucky he's such a good driver" Sugarcoat grumbles
>Fair enough
>You feel like there's more there than you were picking up, but from the look of Sugarcoat it would be for the best if you didn't ask
>You turn towards the school and it is only then your realize all eyes are on the two of you
>That's when it hit you
>Yesterday Sugarcoat started dragging you around out of nowhere
>And now she was driving you to and from school
>Whatever the word around school was, it was bound to get a whole lot crazier
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>Now to her credit
>Most people when they realize they have something like 30 pairs of eyes watching them from all angles might get self-conscious or nervous
>Those were people who listen to their survival instinct
>YOU were one of those people
>But not Sugarcoat
>She was used to being the center of attention
>She didn't even pay your little audience a glance
>Instead she shoved her bag into your arms and grabbed you by your blazer then started marching into school
>You were getting used to this part
>Might as well sew on a handle since you feel like a walking purse
"So um where are you dragging me to this time?" You ask as you pass a group of whispering cheerleaders
>Sugarcoat stops and turns to look down at her hand before letting go of you
>"We're going to class of course" She says like it should be obvious
>You glance up at a nearby wall clock
>It's only 7:02
"Why? We have like 20 minutes til first bell"
>"I told you I like to get to class early" She said poking you in the chest
"But wouldn't you rather like...I dunno...hang with your friends or something?"
>Even Sugarcoat had to know about all work and no play
>Right?
>"You don't have to worry about that, we share first period with them remember" She says turning back down the hall and motioning for you to follow
"Oh, yeah sure" You said
>Damn you really were bad at remembering who all was in your class
>...
>Your eyes go wide
>You were going to be spending the next class with all of Sugarcoat's friends
>Sure Sunny and Indigo were indifferent to you
>And Zest seemed okay with you
>Or at least your taste in music
>But that left Sour Sweet
>And you remember your last encounter had been more of the former than the later
>You just hoped she'd cooled down a little
>Cause this time there wouldn't be any Adagio around to save you
>You walk into the mostly empty classroom to see them huddled around some desks
>"Hey Sugar" They chorus until they see you "Sup Anon" Zest says with a wave
>This was going great
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>Well you've had worse receptions
>But not by much
>You give Zest a little wave back and decide to keep your head down
>Or you would if it wasn't for Sugarcoat
>She waltzes over to one of the empty desks and sits down next to Sour Sweet
>"Sorry Sour, but do you mind scooting over a seat, I like to keep Anon close by" She said nonchalantly
>OH C'MON!!!
>Sour Sweet just smiles "Sure thing" She says sweetly
>When Sugarcoat isn't looking she shoots you a look complete with the creepy eye-twitch
>It makes you really miss your seat in the back of the class
>But since you're not sure who to be more afraid of you just sit down and hand Sugarcoat her bag
>"So you're still doing this whole assistant thing?" Sunny says leaning up against the teacher's desk and vaguely gesturing towards you
>"It's been less than a day, why would I change my mind so soon?" Sugarcoat asked "Besides, Anon's proven to be quite good at his job so far" 
>Wait really?
>Aside from doing her laundry you've basically just been her pack mule
>And why did she sound kind of pleased with herself
>"Oh really" Sunny said looking amused "Maybe I should try him out" She chuckled
>"Sorry, but I'm not sharing him" Sugarcoat shot back coldly
>"Now Sugarcoat" Sour Sweet cut in forcing sweet tone in her voice "Shouldn't that be up to Anon" She ask putting a hand on your shoulder and squeezing
>Lord she had a grip like a vice
>You heard Indigo chuckle as she leaned towards Lemon Zest and whisper "This will be good"
>"Well Anon" Sunny smirked "Who would you rather work for?"
>Now there was a loaded question if you ever heard one
>But it didn't matter, you already knew your answer
"Um thanks for the offer, but I'm fine with helping Sugarcoat" You say as sincerely as possible
>Which is pretty sincere
>Not just because she was blackmailing you either
>But because she was probably the best one of the girls to be a slave too
>Except for Zest, but you'd call yourself lucky for now
>Relatively speaking
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>"Well you're no fun" Sunny pouted turning to Sugarcoat "But at least he's loyal"
>Yay, such high praise
>And yet again you feel like you basically were Sugarcoats new puppy
>"We'll see about that" You heard Sour mutter under her breath next to you
>"So Anon, you really on the football team?" Indigo asks leaning back in her chair
>"He is indeed" Sugarcoat answers for you
>You wouldn't normally be okay with this, but since you weren't sure what Sugarcoat had told her friends about you, you were fine with her handling things with them
>"Then how come I haven't seen you play or hanging around with the other guys on the team" She asked eyeing you suspiciously
>You caught Sugarcoat give you a glance
>You figure this mean you're actually supposed to answer this on your own
>Great
>No pressure or anything
"Well I haven't been playing for as long as the other guys so I only just made the team, I only really count for second or third string, but I get along okay with a few guys on the team, but we don't really hang outside of practice"
>Which was true
>Kinda
>You were invited to one party though
>But that was before you knew the Dazzlings so you'd spent the night getting drunk by yourself and then dipping out after a few uneventful hours
>"Huh, just find it hard to believe seeing how you're so scrawny and all" Indigo said offhandedly
"Hey, I may not be as big as some of the guys, but I lift and practice with the team same as anyone else" You say a bit annoyed
>Which probably wasn't a good idea
>But even you had some pride
>You worked hard on the team and had the bruises to prove it
>"Really? The prove it" Zap said looking interested
"Sugarcoat can I borrow your bag for a second" You say not looking away from Zap
>"Fine, just make it quick"
"Thank you" You reach down with one arm and lift the bag over your head and hold it there
>"That's it?" Zap laughs
"You try" You say simply holding the bag out for her
>"Piece of cake she says moving to take the bag"
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>You watch Indigo's grin as she grabs the bag by the handle
>You just keep a straight face as you let go
>Now you know a bigger man doesn't take pleasure in the failings of others
>But you were not, as Zap had pointed out, a bigger man
>So you try to keep your grin small as you watch her smile drop as she barely keeps her knees from buckling under the weight and immediately grabs the bag's handle with both hands to better hold it
>"What the fuck Sugar, what are you keeping in this thing" She groans trying to not drop the bag
>"Just the usual" Sugarcoat says failing to hold back a small smile
>You weren't sure if she was proud of you or just amused at Zap's display
>Her friends were less kind
>Sunny and Zest both burst out laughing as Zap stands bow legged trying to lift the bag higher
>You can almost hear Sour Sweet's scowl behind you as she mutters "So he can lift heavy things big deal"
>You figured it would take a lot more to win Sour over
>But you could live with this
>You reach out and grab the handle again helping Zap with the weight
"I may not be huge, but three sessions in the weight room a week plus practice has it's advantages" You say taking back the bag and setting it carefully on the floor
>Luckily Zap was still the sports star she was
>You only just remembered Sugarcoat kept a laptop in that bag
>And you sure as hell couldn't afford to replace that if the bag got dropped
>Zap just laughed and punched you in the arm "You aren't half bad Anon" She grinned "But you're still a loser"
"Thanks" You say as the first bell rings
>Might not have been a great compliment
>But you actually think you might be doing okay with Sugarcoat's friends
>Even Sugarcoat had on a small smile
>Maybe she was proud of you
>You weren't sure why
>But if she was happy then maybe she'd take things easy on you
>Things quieted down after that as more kids entered the class
>You decided to take out your home work
>"Oh? You actually did your homework? I'm impressed" She smirked
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>You roll your eyes
"Is it really that hard to believe?"
>"After what I saw yesterday, yes it is" She says pulling out her own homework "And I had expected you to be somewhat distracted last night" She says smugly
>WTF
>Was she really bringing that shit up in public
>Fuck, Joe was right, girl was wild
>You couldn't help but blush
>There was no way you were gonna talk about this in class, especially with Sour Sweet next to you
>"Oooh, sounds juicy" Sunny grinned leaning forward in her seat behind Sugarcoat
>"Not really" Sugarcoat said nonchalantly "Just a small inside joke I have with Anon"
>"So you're telling jokes now?" Sunny beamed "My Anon, you really are a miracle worker" She teased
>You could have sworn you heard Sour growl at this
>She had a real Mad-on for you
>And right now Sugarcoat and the rest of the girls weren't helping
>Wow, you never thought life would be easier if a bunch of beautiful girls hated you
>What a strange new world you find yourself in Anon
"If by joke you mean her making fun of me then yeah, I'm real good at that" You say trying lighten the mood
>Judging by the way Sunny, Zap, and Zest laughed and it felt like Sour was trying to kill you with the power of her sheer spite this didn't work
>Damn your charm and wit
>Luckily the teacher entered the room just as the second bell rang and got the class started
>Now he could be the center of all the attention and murderous thoughts
>As the teacher droned on you drifted in and out of paying attention with Sugarcoat occasionally nudging you like yesterday
>That is until you felt the sharp pain of someone kicking your shin
>You manage to not shout in pain long enough to notice Sour shove a folded piece of paper into your lap
>"Read it" She hissed
>You open up the paper and start reading a pretty script
>SS:I don't know what you're up to
>The rest of the note looked like it was in horror movie font
>SS:BUT I'LL BE WATCHING YOU BITCH
>You look up to see that she is in fact glaring at you
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>You lock eyes and nervously nod your head
>On the inside you're screaming
>This was some yandere-ass shit right here
>Still you shove the note in your pocket and now have no problem paying attention in class
>Anything to keep your mind off what just happened
>When the bell rings Sugarcoat gathers her things quickly and hands you her bag "Come along Anon"
"Right behind you" You say eagerly, thankful for any excuse to put distance between you and Sour Sweet
>The two of you walk in silence for a bit as Sugarcoat leads the way through the halls
>Which is fine by you
>Gave you time to think about the newest bit crazy in your life
>"So are you going to show me the note?" She finally asks out of the blue
>You stop dead in your tracks
>This was not your day
>Seriously
>There was no way you could show her that note
>Sugarcoat just turns around and looks at you impatiently
"N-n-note? What note?" You stammer trying to think of a way out of this
>"The note I saw Sour Sweet give you last period" She says as bluntly as ever
>"Whaaaat?" You say acting casual, or as casual as you can muster at the moment "Why would Sour pass me a note?"
>Okay, now she was narrowing her eyes at you
>Which looked surprisingly menacing and cute at the same time
>"Anon, what did I say about making me angry?" She asks carefully
"That doing that would be a very stupid thing to do" You say in a level tone to mask your fear
>"Yes, and it would make me very angry if you started lying to me" You gulped "So I'll ask again, will you show me the note Anon?" She repeated holding out her hand
>Fuck
>When you put it like that
"Fine here" You say handing her the wadded up slip of paper
>"Thank you" She said taking the paper and glancing over it "Oh, I see"
"Yeah, I don't think she likes me very much"
>A bit of an understatement, but you figured Sugarcoat wouldn't like your other option of "Bitch is Coo-Coo for Cocopuff"
>"I may have to have a word with her" Sugarcoat mused to herself
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>Crap
"Hey, not that I don't appreciate the idea...but are you sure that's for the best"
>Because you sure as hell weren't
>The way you saw it this went one of two ways
>One Sugarcoat tried to work the same magic she used on Power Lifter on Sour Sweet
>Except Sour is just as popular and scary as she is
>Plus crazier than a bag a live ferrets
>Which meant after she found out you told Sugarcoat she'd probably come looking for you and her knee would be far less gentle with your balls
>Snitches get stitches after all
>Or
>She could tell Sour everything
>And suddenly two people are blackmailing you and holding your academic future in their hands
>Neither option looked very appealing
>"What do you mean Anon?" Sugarcoat asked innocently
"I mean, are you sure you should tell her about...y'know, what we've got here" You say choosing your words as a group of girls pass you in the hall
>"Tell me Anon, do you trust me?" Sugarcoat asked turning around and starting to walk away
>Yeesh, this girl loved to walk and talk
"I mean...kinda" You admit catching up to her "At least as much as someone can trust the person blackmailing them can, I guess"
>That had sounded better in your head
>"Good,because a relationship like ours is based on trust" She explained
>This was starting to sound like one of those speeches at the end of an episode of Jerry Springer
>"What I mean is I won't tell anyone your secret no matter what" She said confidently
>Wow, maybe she really wasn't so bad after all
>"Provided you don't give me a reason to that is" She adds quickly
>Spoke too fucking soon
>"But you don't have to worry either way"
>Say what now
"Say what now"
>"Even if I told Sour Sweet the truth about you and me there's no way she could get that picture"
"And why is that?" You ask nervously
>"Because I moved it off my phone and onto my hard drive last night" Sugarcoat said simply "It's safer for both of us that way.Though I did think about making it my phone's background" She smirked
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>Well shit
>That actually was some good news
>Relatively speaking
"Well thanks...I guess"
>It's fine, just leave Sour Sweet to me" She insisted
"If you say so" You say deciding to put your faith in your blackmailer "I'm glad you didn't put me as your lock-screen by the way"
>"Maybe if it had been a better picture" She says offhandedly while coming to a stop"Ah, we're here"
>You stop beside her and look around
"What are we doing at the library?"
>"Isn't it obvious?" She asks only for you to answer her with a blank stare "We have Study Hall this period Anon"
"Yeah...so what are we doing at the library?" You ask again
>"To study of course"
"But why though?"
>"Because that's the point" She said with a huff of irritation "What do you even do if you're not studying?" She asked impatiently
>You roll your eyes
"A free period where I can go anywhere in or out of school and no one cares what I'm doing, what do you think?" You say this time giving her the isn't it obvious treatment
>She doesn't look any less annoyed
>Or cute
>But that was besides the point
>"So you're telling me you spend this whole period smoking?" She asked tapping her foot angrily
"Hey I do other things too"
>And you did
>Like napping, playing on your phone, or even meeting up with the Dazzlings for a rousing game of "Chuck Rocks at the Dumpster"
>Ah
>Good times
>"Well you're going to be spending your time more productively from now on" She said in a strict tone before stepping into the library
"Great, I can hardly contain myself" You groan before pushing through the doors yourself
>The library was huge
>Which it should be considering how many rich parents made donation to the school
>It had books about just about everything
>Even some crazy old books on magic
>You'd thought about sneaking out a few once
>But then that crazy shut-in chick, Twilight Something, turned into a demon and tried to blow up the world
>Kinda took the fun out of wanting to be a wizard
>For now at least...
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>You follow Sugarcoat through the rows of shelves until she finds a small hidden table just big enough for the two of you
>As she sits down you set her bag on the table before dropping yours on the ground next to your seat
"So what are we, ugh, studying?" You say in disgust
>Honestly
>Who just spends time studying when there isn't a test or a paper due
>"Well we won't be studying too much today really, for now I'm going to teach you how to color code my notes" She said plopping down the familiar massive binder on the table in front of you
>Oh shit
>You'd forgotten about this thing
>You remember seeing a few pages the other day
>So marked with highlighter lines that the pages barely showed white
"How did you even have time to do all of this?" You marvel flipping through some of the pages
>"It was a bit challenging at times I will admit, but now I'm lucky enough to have you for that" She smirked placing several highlighters down next to you as she began explaining what each color indicated
>The next twenty minutes were painful
>You spent as most of your time trying to figure out if something was important enough for pink or orange with Sugarcoat leaning over you to tell you that you highlighted the wrong section
>It was like being in 4 classes at once
>And every time you messed up or asked for help Sugarcoat would scoot her chair closer to yours so she could see what you were doing before going back to whatever book she was reading
>Didn't look anything from school
>Judging by the back cover that you could see, it was one of those crappy teen romance books
>Study hall was for "Studying"
>Right
>She seemed pretty into it though
>About then you noticed a mousy little nerd type coming running out from behind the shelves nearby and head straight for the doors
>Not long after you saw the last person you ever expected to see here
>Aria?
>You then notice a couple of worksheets in her hand
>Ah, that made sense
>Homework shakedown
>"Anon? what're you doing here?"
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>Aria finishes walking towards your table and notices Sugarcoat
>"Oh you're with HER" She said putting extra emphasis on the last word
>Aria never was that subtle
>"Yes, he's with me. Is there a problem with that?" Sugarcoat asked glaring at Aria
>"I was talking to Anon, last time I checked he could still speak for himself" Aria challenged walking right up to your table and slapping her hands down on it
>Yeah, Aria really WASN'T subtle
"We're just here to study Aria" You say quickly trying to defuse the situation
>Aria turns back towards you looking confused
>"Studying for what?"
"Just studying...in general" You say not even sounding to sure yourself
>This was still as much a foreign concept to you as it was to her
>"But why?" Aria asked mimicking you from earlier
>"Because Anon has better things to do than waste an entire period smoking and loafing about" Sugarcoat cut in sounding more than a little testy
>Which for a smart girl, was a really bad idea
>Because Adagio wasn't here to stop Aria from doing something stupid
>Like beating up one of the most popular girls in school
>And the one who was currently blackmailing your good buddy Anon
>So you were probably gonna have to be the smart one here
>"Oh really?" Aria said turning back to glare down Sugarcoat "Why don't we ask Anon what he thinks then?"
>"Perhaps we should" Sugarcoat agreed not backing down from Aria's stare
"Anon thinks we should all chill the fuck out for minute" You say making both whip their heads in your direction still with looks that could kill "Please?...You did ask" You say leaning back in your seat a little
>There was a tense few seconds before both girls let out a sigh seeming to calm down
>"Fine, do what you want Anon" Aria said with a huff before turning back to Sugarcoat "But listen, Anon might be fine with letting you walk all over him for now, but if I hear you or your friends do anything to him" She flexed her fingers making her knuckles crack "We're gonna have another talk"
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>"Then I hope you're prepared to wait for that talk, because that's not going to happen" Sugarcoat said sternly
>Aria just chuckled
>"We'll just have to see won't we" And with that she stomped off towards the exit
>You let out a breath of relief
>Was there something in the water here or did you just give off a pheromone that attracts super territorial women
>You just hoped no one decided to start marking you as their territory
>"So, you told those three about our arrangement?" Sugarcoat asked coldly
>Fuck
>This was bad
"No...I mean, I didn't...Adagio figured it out and..." You try to explain only for Sugarcoat to hold up a hand
>"It's fine Anon" She sighed "But from now on can you refrain from telling people abut our little secret?"
"Yeah, shouldn't be a problem"
>Because you'd basically told all your friends already
>"Good, though I must say your friends are rather...rough around the edges"
>You get the feeling Sugarcoat just realized she was wrong word away from Aria jumping across the table at her
>She was a bit shaken up
"They're not that bad when you get to know them"
>They were still pretty bad though
>But you'd learned to live with it
"Plus it's not like I had much of a choice in who I got to be friends with around here"
>"So they are JUST friends after all?" Sugarcoat asked sounding curious
"Uh, yeah, why?"
>"Well she sure seemed pretty possessive for someone who was just a friend" Sugarcoat pointed out "And there were a few rumors about you and them"
>What
>Seriously
>You
>And the Dazzlings
"What? No, I mean yeah they're all possessive like that, but I'm not dating any of them" You say not sure why you suddenly feel embarrassed "We just hang out and sometimes drink a little on the weekends"
>"Well that's fine then" Sugarcoat said seemingly in a better mood "Then as long as they don't do anything over the line I don't think I'll have any trouble with them"
>Sugarcoat really didn't know the Dazzlings 
>You'd probably have to talk with them
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>Though now you were curious
"So what about you?" You ask as you try to figure out how to highlight these math notes
>Sugarcoat looks at you confused
>"What do you mean?"
"I mean do you have a have a boyfriend?" You explain trying to figure out if you're looking at one or two equations
>"Wh-why would you a-ask that?" Sugarcoat stutters making you look up
>She's blushing super hard and fidgeting in her seat
>Your heart almost stops from the over-powering levels of cuteness
"Well I just figured you asked me if I was seeing anyone, so why not ask you" You say turning back to the notes so you don't get overwhelmed by this new side of Sugarcoat "I'd guess you're one of those girls who has a secret college boyfriend right" You say offhandedly
>"Wh-what?! I do not" She continued to stutter
>Now you should have really stopped there
>But this side of Sugarcoat was just too fun to tease
>You wish you could take a picture
"Oh, then maybe you're holding out for some emotionally vulnerable brooding bad boy like in your romance novel" You joke pointing to the book
>Sugarcoat snatches up the book and puffs out her still blushing cheeks
>"It's NOT a romance novel, it's Young Adult fiction" She insists
"That just so happens to be about a girl falling in love right?"
>For once you were the one smirking
>Usually you were the dumb one
>But when it came to books and writing you were in your element
>"M-maybe, so what if it is?' She snapped back
"Hey, it's no big deal if you're into soppy unrealistic romance books" You joke
>"I am not some unfulfilled romantic, I'm just reading it as part of my book club" She said "And what is taking you so long? You've been staring at that one page of my notes since before your friend showed up" She says changing the subject as quickly as possible
"I'm just...debating if this particular equation is really important enough to remember" You say pretending to know what you're talking about
>"It's the quadratic equation" She says confused
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"Yeah, I knew that" You say squinting at the equation "But is it really THAT important....really"
>You can tell by her expression that she isn't buying your bullshitting routine
>Honestly she looks kind of worried
>"I didn't realize you had this much trouble with math" She says almost sounding sorry
>Great
>Now she pitied you
"Listen, it doesn't matter if I suck at Math or Science. I'm in the English Program, all I need to do is pass" You say as you definitively reach for one of the highlighters
>That is until Sugarcoat stops you by putting her hand on yours
>Lewd
>Also what the hell
>"I told you that you should try to apply yourself more and if you really do need help then maybe I could give you a few pointers" She offers
>She doesn't look you in the eye, just stares down at her hand on top of yours before moving both of them over to a different highlighter
>"But we don't have time for that now, this is the color you should be using by the way" She says closing your hand around the marker
"W-wait, are you serious?"
>"We'll talk about it later. Now pay attention, this is the main formula that's why we're marking it in pink..." She explained sliding her chair even closer to yours
>The two of you spend the rest of your time carefully going over each page of her math notes until the bell finally rings
>Sugarcoat gathers up her things and leads you out of the library an on to your next class
>Neither one of you really say anything
>Sugarcoat seems off in her own little world
>Which is good because it gives you time to think
>Why the fuck did she care if you did good in school
>This wasn't the first time she'd talked to you about it either
>And now here she was offering to tutor you
>The guy she was blackmailing
>But you couldn't really say no
>Because A). She was still blackmailing you
>But also B). You were running out of room to bullshit your way through math and science
>If she really wanted to help you weren't gonna say no
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>Hell she might even be a really good tutor
>You try to picture what Sugarcoat would be like as a tutor
>That is until your mind starts to wander
>[YouTube] Van Halen - Hot For Teacher (embed) starts playing in your head
>Now all you can think of now is Sugarcoat leaning against a desk wearing a tight fitting blouse and skirt smacking a ruler against her palm
>No
>Bad Anon
>This is not the time for that
>Luckily you feel your phone buzz in your pocket pulling you from your thoughts
>It's text from Adagio
>AD: Aria's pissed, what did you do
>She doesn't sound pleased so you message back quick
A: I didn't do anything, she the one who walked in on us
>Ad: Oh my, Anon I didn't think you were such an animal
>You realize just how what you texted sounded and quickly send another
A: We were just studying!!!
Ad: Is that what you two call it?
>You can't help but blush at the implications
>"Who are you texting?" Sugarcoat asks
>You look up and realize you're more than a few steps behind her
"O-oh...um, well Adagio wanted to know why Aria was so mad" You say figuring honesty was your best option
>You notice a small smile tug at Sugarcoat's mouth
>"Fine, but don't fall behind and try not to get your phone confiscated okay" She says before turning around and motioning for you to follow
>You sigh with relief and jog to catch up while texting back
A: Very funny, but seriously all I did was stop her and Sugarcoat from going at it in the library
>Ad: Well that explains why she's calling her a stuck-up bitch and saying she's got you whipped
>You roll your eyes
A: You guys know we aren't dating right, I remember telling you
>Ad: That's not what the school thinks Anon, so what were you two doing in the library
>You give her the run down as you make it to class, even the stuff about her offering to tutor you
>Ad: Oh my, what an interesting development
A: Yeah, it's weird right?
>Ad: Oh Anon, you're so cute when you're stupid
A: What's that supposed to mean?
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>Ad: I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually Anon
>You rolled your eyes at the text as a another buzzed in
>Ad: Though I think I'd like to have a little talk with Sugarcoat now
>You definitely didn't like the sound of that
A: Are you sure that's a good idea?
>Ad: You worry too much, I promise I won't do anything rash
A: Your track record would prove otherwise
>You can remember the catfight the Dazzlings got into a few weeks ago with half the cheerleaders over one of them scuffing Adagio's new shoes
>It had been fun to watch, but didn't put your mind at ease at the moment
>Ad: Just leave this to us, trust me
A: Us!? What do you mean...
>Before you can finish typing Sugarcoat nudges you in the ribs
>"Put it away" She whispers to you as the bell rings and the teacher walks in
>Shit
>You stuff you phone away and hope you'll have enough time to talk Adagio out of whatever she's got cooked up
>Though you might not have to
>You see your teacher walk in wearing sunglasses, looking like death, a dragging a familiar rolling cart
>Yes!
>Hung over teacher
>Which meant you got to spend the period watching a movie
>God Bless the American Educational system
>You reach for your phone again only to get another prod in the ribs
>"Don't be stupid" Sugarcoat hisses to you as you look back up and see the teacher scanning the class before turning off the lights "It can wait til after class"
>Damn
>But she was right
>You could get away with texting in class back when you sat in the back of the room
>But now you were only a few feet from the teacher's desk
>You sigh and decide you might as well just enjoy the movie
>The teacher gives a halfhearted excuse that this is based on a book or something before putting in the dvd
>As the movie starts up you hear a squeak from next to you
>You look over to see Sugarcoat eyes wide with the biggest smile you've ever seen her get
"You okay..."
>"I love this movie" She squeals grabbing your arm
[YouTube] The Princess Bride (1987) Original Trailer (embed)
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>She's lightly bouncing up and down in her seat as she pulls you by your arm closer causing both your chairs to slide closer together
>This caught you of guard
>By a lot
>Aside from the Dazzlings, girls really weren't too keen on touching you
>Not like you were gross or anything, you just weren't on anyone's radar
>So you weren't sure how to handle Sugarcoat as she wrapped her arm around yours and leaned into you with her eyes happily on the screen
>That's when you hear the whispers
>You're able to crane your head just enough to see a few girls pointing you two and muttering
>You think you even hear one giggle
"Um, 2M, you really..."
>Sugarcoat whips her head towards you pushing a finger to your lips
>"Ssshhhh, it's only just starting" She hisses at you
"But..."
>"Ssshhh, just be quiet and enjoy the movie" She orders you before going back to leaning against you and watching as the old Jewish man tries to narrate the movie
>You hear more whispering, a few more giggles, and possibly the snapshot sound of someone's phone camera
>Well now as far as the school was concerned it was official
>You and Sugarcoat were going out
>Didn't matter if it wasn't true
>With the way things looked to anyone on the outside it would be hard to explain it any other way
>On the upside this would probably do wonders for your non-existent street cred around school
>On the downside it probably ruined your chances at getting a date
>Oh well
>This was all stuff you could worry about later
>For once Sugarcoat had the right idea
>Movie days were a special gift in school you should treasure
>And despite how oddly nervous it made you feel, you didn't really mind Sugarcoat resting against you
>At the moment she'd gotten comfortable and was even resting her head on your shoulder
>She was so close you could smell her shampoo
>It was oddly sweet
>Like Marshmallows with a hint of lavender
>So you relaxed yourself a little and sat back to watch the movie
>Least it was almost to the sword fight
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>You could say this about being a lackey for Sugarcoat
>It did wonders for your resume
>In two days you could say you'd been a pack mule, a secretary, a dry cleaner, and now a pillow
>But it wasn't all bad
>Somehow you even found your current situation oddly relaxing
>Only thing that could make it better was if you had a cigarette
>And maybe a stiff drink made with vodka
>But otherwise this was still pretty nice
>Sugarcoat was in her own little world next to you
>She kept giggling and squealing at different parts of the movie
>And occasionally nudging you and whispering "I love this part"
>Damn
>There she goes being too cute to ignore
>You really hope you aren't developing a crush on her
>It's okay to dream
>But the last thing you need is to start catching those feelings for someone who was blackmailing you
>No matter how cute she is
>Or how nice she smells
>Or the way you like how she doesn't realize she's pressing her chest into your arm
>...
>What were you thinking about again
>You decide it was safer to just focus on the movie
>Oh hey Billy Crystal
>A few minutes later the teacher's phone alarm goes off and they nearly fall out of their chair as they wake up and fumble for the remote to turn off the movie
>You hear Sugarcoat whine a little "It was just getting to the best parts" She huffs
"Hey, just be glad we got to watch it"
>"True, it was a nice surprise" She says turning to you
>It's about then she realizes she's still clutching your arm and leaning on you
>You watch her get exceedingly flustered as she tries to untangle her arm from yours
>Hnnngh
>Too cute for u
>Plz nerf
>"D-don't read into this, I-I was just ca-caught up in the moment" She insists as she gets her arm out and starts riffling through the notes she left on her desk
"It's cool" You say trying to be nice while taking the hint
>"I-I'm sure you'd think so" She says still flustered and blushing
>See
>Nothing there
>Beware catching the feelings man
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>The bell rings and you decide to leave subject alone
>Sure you managed to get away with the occasional sarcastic quip or bit of teasing
>But you figured it would be best not to push your luck with Sugarcoat while she was this flustered
>At least it was time for lunch
>You follow along behind Sugarcoat through the halls noticing people pointing and looking at their phones
>Great
>Looks like what happened last period has already gone viral or something
>You're not sure if you should mention this to Sugarcoat
>Might just be for the best if you don't or at least let her find out on her own
>Less a chance of her getting mad at YOU about it that way at least
>You make it to the cafeteria before it gets too busy
"Soooo, you just want me to wait for you while you get your food again?" You ask kind of missing your old routine of ditching the first half of lunch for a few smokes then coming back and talking shit with the Dazzlings
>It sure beat the hell out of idea of spending more time around Sour Sweet
>"There's no need" Sugarcoat says motioning for you to follow her to towards her friends' usual table
>You see it's empty as the two of you sit down and Sugarcoat pulls two brown paper bags from her back pack and places one in front of you
>Now you know it's a stupid question, but still you had to ask this
"What's this?" You say looking at the bag
>"It's your lunch of course, knowing you, you probably spend most of your lunch smoking and don't eat" She said unpacking her own lunch "That's bad for you, so I packed you one and I expect you to eat it" She said firmly
>Damn
>She was right
>About you skipping lunch at least
>But it was still kind of nice of her
>So you could see what she packed
>You carefully pull out the contents to reveal a juice box, an apple, a banana, and a...
>Dang
"Yeah, not to sound like a jerk, but I don't do pbj's" You say nervously setting the sandwich aside
>"Why? Are you allergic?"
"Uh, no but..."
>"Then you'll eat it" She say more firmly
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"B-but..."
>"No buts Anon, Peanut butter is good for you. Now eat" Sugarcoat ordered turning back to her own lunch
>Damn
>You really didn't like Peanut Butter, you were indifferent to Jelly, but there was just something about you and Peanut Butter
>But you didn't really have a choice here
>And you had to admit Sugarcoat had been pretty nice to you today
>She'd offered to tutor you, made you lunch, and spent most of the last class rubbing up against you
>Well she hadn't really done the last bit on purpose, but still you'd count it as a point in her favor
>So it would be a pretty douche move not to force down the sandwich
>Hell, you even see she cut off the crusts
>So you fall back on one of the little known skills of a football player
>Eating something as fast as possible without tasting it
>A good skill to have when you're on a team of scholarship hopefuls who eat food for fuel rather than taste
>While still trying to look like you had manners you devour the sandwich in a couple of huge bites and quickly wash it down with half the juice box
>"Now was that so bad?" Sugarcoat asks sarcastically
"No ma'am" You shoot back with the same amount of sarcasm
>Sugarcoat just smirks "Good, now just try to finish the rest slowly." She said pointing to the fruit "If you you keep eating that fast you'll get indigestion"
>Wow
>You were starting to feel like on of those husbands who had to ask their wife what they could and couldn't eat all of a sudden
>Then again there could be worse things than a future married to Sugarcoat you muse
>"My don't you two look cozy" Came a voice approaching your table
>You turn to see Sunny Flare and the rest of the girls heading towards the two of you with trays in hand
>Including Sour Sweet who was glaring at you as the rest of the girls took their seats
>"Though not as cozy as you were last period from what I hear" Sunny adds grinning at both of you
>"I-I don't kn-know what you mean" Sugarcoat stammered out blushing
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>"Oh really?" Sunny asks with a look so smug you wanted to save it as a reaction image "Then it's a good thing someone took a picture then" She says pulling up said picture on her phone and holding it in front of Sugarcoat
>"W-what!?" Sugarcoat gasped snatching the phone out of her hands
>You lean over Sugarcoat's shoulder and sure enough there you both are
>No use denying it
>Between here pigtails and your hat there's no one else it could be
>Still a part of you had to wonder why everyone cared so much
>Sure Sugarcoat and her friends were the most popular girls in school
>But why does it matter who they think she's dating
>You mean it would be one thing if she was dating one of the varsity team captains or someone everyone else thought was hot or sexy
>But she was dating you
>Wait
>No
>She wasn't
>Damn
>Wait
>Where did that come from
>Oh well, your point is even if they thought she was dating you, what did it matter
>There wasn't a line of people secretly waiting on the day you became single so they could fantasize about asking you out
>Maybe that was it
>Who knew
>But judging by the amount of red rising to Sugarcoat's cheeks she was regretting last period a lot
>"I don't see why you're so uptight about all this" Zest cut in
>It looked like she was between switching songs
>"You two look kinda cute together like that" She said making you start to blush a little
>"Don't they just though" Sunny chuckled pulling her phone out with some effort from Sugarcoat's stunned grip
>At this point you could swear you heard Sour Sweet growl, but luckily she's sitting on the other side of Sugarcoat so she can't hurt you
>At least not for now
>"So, when did you become official?" Sunny asks obviously having a lot of fun with this
"We're not official" You say trying to fix things a little
>"Oh? So you two are just playing it casual then?" Sunny shoots back wiggling her eyebrows
>Sugarcoat is speechless and going redder
"N-no that's not, I mean we're, well we're not.."
>Shit
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>Luckily Zap comes in with the save
>"So you are you two dating or what?" She asks looking bored with the conversation
"Nope, we are not" You say deciding to keep things simple
>It was safer that way too
>Though judging by the look on Sunny's face it still didn't help much
>"So you're single then" She says while playing with her salad
"Uh, yeah" You answer plainly
>"Funny, from what I hear you usually hang around with those Dazzling girls" She says puncturing a cherry tomato and pointing it at you with her fork "Are you and one of them..."
>Yeesh
>Were there really rumors you were going out with the Dazzlings
>For how long
>It made you curious
>Which one did they think you were even with
>But now wasn't the time for that
"No, we're just friends, plus I can't imagine if I wanted to they'd let me date just one of them" You say with a nervous laugh "They kind of share everything and I'm more of a one woman man"
>Sunny's huge grin is really making you uncomfortable
>"Such a gentleman" She says to you but leering at at Sugarcoat "Surprising no one's snatched you up" She says turning back to you
"Is it really?" You just sort of blurt out
>Because given how girls here treated you it wasn't hard to believe you weren't their type
>Hell on your first week some of them actually thought you'd stolen a uniform and were pretending to be a real student and no one had noticed yet
>It wasn't hard to believe they didn't see you as quality boyfriend material
>"And humble too" Sunny adds as if it was an after thought
>"Yes, Anon certainly has some...admirable qualities" Sugarcoat admitted "But our relationship is purely professional"
"Y-yeah" You say trying to back her up "Like she's the boss and I'm the secretary"
>The rest of the table looked thoughtful
>Until Zest chimed in again
>"But don't bosses usually bang their secretaries?"
>Their's a tense beat of silence
>Followed by Zap and Sunny bursting out into laughter
>You can feel Sugarcoat blushing at this point
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>Now given your social standing here at school, or lack there of, getting laughed by a table of pretty girls wasn't anything new
>Hell it happened half the time when you used to sit with the Dazzlings
>But right now you weren't really feeling your own embarrassment
>No
>You were feeling Sugarcoat's embarrassment by proxy
>And okay maybe a little of your own too
>But that had more to do with the scenario playing out in your head right now courtesy of Zest
>It involved you and Sugarcoat, her wearing a smart looking and form fitting business suit that showed off her legs and asking you "Just how badly you wanted that promotion"
>You bit into your apple as you decided to file that thought away for later consideration
>It seemed though Sugarcoat wasn't as easily distracted as you and after reaching peek redness had decided the best way to handle getting made fun of...was to leave
>"Come on Anon, we don't have to take this" She said standing up and grabbing your collar
>Luckily you'd been kind of expecting this
>You still didn't get Sugarcoat
>But you were picking up on some of the signs
>You already had grabbed her bag and snatched up your banana while you kept hold of the apple in your teeth
>"Aw don't go Sugar" Zest called after the two of you
>"If you're looking for some alone time I recommend the janitor's closet on the second floor." Sunny called after you "The lock's busted and it's surprisingly roomy" she snickered making Sugarcoat blush all the way to her ears and pick up the pace
>You just let her drag you
>Though you also made a mental note about that closet
>Never know when you might need that kind of information
>After about a minute or so of getting dragged around you realize Sugarcoat has led you outside
>Actually you're not that far from the spot under the bleachers where all this started
>"Ugh...those three can be so annoying sometimes" She huffed plopping down stone stoop
>It's only then you realize Sugarcoat left her lunch back in the caf
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>It seems like Sugarcoat is still too wrapped up in the stuff with her friends to have noticed
>So you weigh your options
>On the one hand t would be the right thing to do
>On the other hand she did say she expected to you to eat everything she'd pack for you
>And you did love you a good banana
>But then you remember all the good points you'd counted up for her earlier and sigh through the apple still in your teeth
"Here" You say holding the banana out to her after you finally take the apple out of your mouth
>Sugarcoat looks up at you and the fruit, then looks down and realizes she forgot her lunch
>"O-oh...thank you" She mutters carefully taking the banana from you and just stares at it for a few seconds
"Yeah, yeah" You grumble before a small smile tugs at your lips "Just do me one favor"
>"Wh-what would that be" She says looking up at you a bit concerned
"Just don't let Sunny find out I gave you my banana" You say with a chuckle
>It takes Sugarcoat a second but you watch as another small bout of blush rises to her cheeks
>But just when you'd expected you're going to get yelled at you see that familiar smirk start to play across her face
>"Why? Are you afraid I'll let her know I had to give it to you in the first place?" She shoots back
>Damn
>That was actually pretty good
>Might as well enjoy a little bit of a show with your meal
"You know most people would just call that being happy to see you" You joked taking a bite of your apple
>"Of course you were happy to see me" Sugarcoat retorted peeling the banana "After having you do my laundry I'd imagine I'm your favorite girl in the whole school" She said staring back at you with a big grin before taking the first bite of her banana
>Ouch, you didn't know she was planning to roast your ass like that
"Hey, no fair" You say earning a cute haughty laugh from her
>"Why, afraid you won't have the advantage anymore if I come down to your level?"
>You both just laugh
>This was actually kind of nice
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>The two of you spend the next few minutes bantering back and forth
>You manage to make a few good comes backs, but Sugarcoat takes advantage of the fact you're still watching what you say to hit you with some good ones
>"Honestly it's only been two days and I'm starting to wonder how you ever managed without me"
>Oh really
"Hey last time I checked I wasn't the one here who needed someone to carry my bag and do my laundry"
>"So true, you just needed someone to get you to do your homework and teach math and science"
>Ouch
>She was getting to almost Adagio levels of sass now
>You take the last bite of your apple and wonder what to do with the core when you spy the dented dumpster from your favorite free period game
"Well when you put it like that I guess I'm lucky you're blackmailing me" You say before winging your apple core at the dumpster
>You watch as it smacks right into the open lid and bounces down into the dumpster below bringing the lid down with it
"Yeah!! 3 points!" You cheer wishing the Dazzlings had been here to see that shot
>"That was actually kind of impressive" Sugarcoat says
>Damn right it was
"What can I say, I'm a man of many talents" You say trying to strike a cool pose
>"I think you spent too much time listening to Sunny's compliments" Sugarcoat retorts "But you do have some good points"
"Oh really? Like what?" You asked surprised to hear such praise from Sugarcoat when her friends aren't around
>"If I told you you'd just get a big head about it" She said with her usual smirk
>You were about to come up with something witty to say back when you heard the bell ring signalling the end of lunch
>"Oh my, I lost track of time" Sugarcoat says reaching down and hefting her bag "We've got electives for the next two periods so I want you to meet me in the same spot after school, understood?"
>You roll your eyes
"Yes ma'am"
>"You know even with the sarcasm I think I'm starting to like the sound of that" She chuckles as she walks inside
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>You roll your eyes even harder and, since she can't see you, you toss the banana down next to one of the bushes by the door
>It's not littering you think to yourself
>It'll turn into compost
>At least you pretty sure that's how it works
>When you step inside you see Sugarcoat is already a good ways down the hall
>You're about to follow after her when you remember
>Your class is on the other side of the school
>Damn
>She really did have you on a short leash
>But as you watch her go you can't help but get a little mesmerized by the confident sashay of her hips
>Maybe following behind that wasn't sooo bad
>Still you had to get to class
>For the first time since yesterday things have quieted down as you walk through the halls
>People were still pointing and whispering as you passed by
>But now you could hardly hear what they were saying
>Which was refreshing
>Plus you could understand
>You weren't the important one in your fictional power couple with Sugarcoat
>You were K-Fed to her Britney Spears
>And the fact you could make a reference that dated proved why her "Dating" you was so weird to everyone else
>But you decided to block all that out
>Nothing you could do to change their minds
>But on the bright side since you didn't share any more classes for the day there wasn't anymore gas that could be thrown on the rumor fires
>At least you hoped not
>Because at this point you were at least in logical territory
>If the other kids got anymore crazy ideas you'd come to school and find out you were a long lost prince and you two were betrothed to be married
>Actually you think you read about that happening somewhere in town already
>Probably at Canterlot High
>Weird shit like that always happens there
>You make it to class and slump down into your comfortable seat in the back row
>Ah
>It feels good to be back in the land of slackers
>Well sort of
>This was one of your English courses
>So you had to pay attention
>But at least you could be lazy about it
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>You take it easy through class
>Not much going on
>You finish the in class work pretty quick and spend most of your time just thinking
>You wonder which of the Dazzlings everyone secretly thought you were dating before all this
>You thought about Sugarcoat
>You worried about if Sour Sweet would leave you alone after her talk with Sugarcoat
>You thought about Sugarcoat
>You briefly entertained the idea of checking out those magic books again, even if they might turn you into a demon
>And thought about Sugarcoat
>It wasn't even as if you were doing it on purpose
>She just kept popping up in your head
>You knew what this was
>You'd said you weren't going to start catching feelings for her
>Sure she was cute, smart, funny and after a little bit of time had started opening up with you
>If only a bit
>But that didn't change two very important facts
>1) She was waaaaay out of your league
>And more importantly
>2) SHE WAS FREAKING BLACKMAILING YOU
>It didn't matter if she was clever and sexy and all of that good stuff
>Normal people don't do that
>And even if they did they wouldn't then decide to date the person they're blackmailing
>Unless they were blackmailing you into a date
>But that wasn't the case
>The bell rings pulling you out of your inner turmoil
>Now it was time to head for gym
>Which was good
>At least that meant you could sneak a smoke
>It wasn't actually gym of course
>It was Team Sports 101
>Basically a free period the scholarship jocks and nerds alike could take for an easy A each semester
>All you had to do was dress out, do the warm ups, and then you could fuck around for the rest of the period while the coach looked at memes on his tablet
>This usually meant you could slip out and have a few smokes or whatever
>Which was fine by you
>But as you changed out in the locker room you couldn't help getting the feeling you were being watched
>Still you needed your fix so slipped your smokes into the pocket of your sweat pants and headed to the gym
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>You mill about for a minute or two as you wait for the rest of the class to get done changing
>You look around the room at the vaguely familiar faces
>You recognize a few girls from the cheer squad glaring at some of the girls from the dance team and vice versa
>The three guys from the football team who occasionally had you play with them if any actually games were played that need more than the three of them
>There were the nerds who were all hunched over their tablets
>And the assorted odds and ends
>All and all not a bad bunch by Crystal Prep standards
>But given how segregated everyone was it killed the vibe here more often than not
>And still you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched
>You're about to start scanning the crowd when the coach walks in and gets everyone going through the warm ups
>A few push ups, sit ups, and jumping jacks later everyone is breaking up into the same groups as before
>Some grabbing assorted balls and equipment
>Other heading toward their pre-designated spots o the bleachers
>And others just milling about out of the way of the few groups actually playing around
>This was your queue
>As you watched the coach settle in behind the small desk in the corner you started sidling towards the gym doors and finally slipping outside
>Ah
>Just like last period it felt good to fall back into your familiar burnout ways
>You take a deep breath of the fresh air as you start reaching into your pocket for your smokes
>Until you hear the sound of the gym doors closing
>Again
>And the return of that feeling of being watched
>"Hey fuckface!" Came an unfortunately familiar voice from behind you "We need to have words"
>You let your smokes fall back into your pocket as you turn around to find the captain of the Boxing Team, Golden Gloves, swaggering up to you
"Oh uh hey man" You say trying to act casual "Sup"
>"So, word around school is you're going out with Sugarcoat now" He said cracking his neck loudly
>Oh shit
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>You had an idea what this was about
>But you really, really, really hoped you were wrong
>"And you know when I first heard, I thought to myself, Golden Gloves there's no way a girl like Sugarcoat would be caught dead with a loser like Anon, that's just crazy talk" Golden went on slowly stalking towards you "But then one of my buddies showed me a picture that's floating around of you getting all nice and cozy with her in class"
>Why did you always have to be right
"Actually, it was more of her snuggling up to me to be honest" You say taking a cautious step back
>From the look on Gloves' face that wasn't the right answer
>"No, see there you go telling me something I just can't believe" He said picking up his speed a bit and closing the gap between you two "You see, girls like Sugarcoat, they're gonna go places. They can't afford to be hanging out with losers like you who will probably be stuck here in town after graduation flipping burgers to make ends meat"
>Damn this guy liked to talk shit
>And sadly it's only now you realize the area behind the gym is mostly fenced off
>And Golden Gloves is blocking your only two escape routes
>"But I'll give you this Anon" He continues "You're a smart one, so I'll tell you just the once, stop fucking around with Sugarcoat...for your own good" He added with his winning front toothless smile
>Great, you'd hoped after the thing with Power Lifter people were done wanting to beat your ass
>But you hadn't counted on the fact of how Sugarcoat was still one of the prettiest girls in school
>And more than a few guys might take offense to the idea of you taking her off the market
>Which made what you had to do next suck all the more
"And just for the sake of argument what if I don't?" You ask already knowing the answer, but that's how these things go
>Golden Gloves just smiled "Then it's the hard way" He said cracking his knuckles
>Fuck
"I really hate the hard way" You sigh as you watch him get into his boxing stance
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>Great
>Now this was happening
>Nothing like living a bad teen movie cliche
>The only thing you were missing was Sugarcoat standing off to the side screaming "Stop! Stop!" while the two of you duked it out
>Or possibly the more modern version of some shirtless dude screaming "Worldstar!"
>But there wasn't much you could do about it now
>So that left you with two options
>1, You let Goldy here beat your shit in, hope you kept all your teeth, and then let the bruises speak for themselves when Sugarcoat or the guys from the Team saw you next
>Some enlightened men might consider this form of pacifism noble
>If really, really, stupid
>Or
>Option 2, You actually fought the obnoxious bastard
>Which on pen an paper also sounded supremely retarded
>There were several factors to be taken into consideration
>Like the fact that sure, Golden Gloves was the Boxing Team Captain on a very impressive scholarship for punching people in the face, but he was only a bantaweight so he wasn't the towering wall of muscle Power Lifter was
>Two, you were a city kid who went to crappy inner city public schools until you got into Crystal Prep, which meant you had the crash course in fighting
>And unlike Golden Gloves, you were never taught any rules on how to fight, just how to make sure the other guy stopped hitting you as fast as possible
>So you squared up just like him, if a bit sloppier and watched him grin
>"Oh yeah, I'm gonna enjoy this" He smirked
>You just stared him down
>You had a plan, but you'd only get one shot at it
>When he didn't get a rise out of you he just started inching forward with his guard up
>You lowered your own stance a little and just watched him
>Patience
>Let him come to you
>Finally he got tired of waiting on you to be the stupid one and throw the first punch and snapped a jab at you
>Only to find you weren't there anymore
>The second you'd saw his shoulder cock back you charged in
>Shoulders down
>And tackled the dumb bastard
>Football motherfucker!!
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>Now you liked boxing
>So you actually knew a thing or two about it
>And all it's rules
>And that's the thing about guys like Gloves
>You get so used to fighting people who know all the rules or just being so good that you beat the shit everyone before they can hit you that you forget an important rule about fighting in general
>And that's that the other guy usually doesn't give a shit about the rules
>So while Gloves might expect someone not as good as him to go for a clench or swing a wild punch
>The last thing he expected was for someone to to show him the most fundamental tackling drill
>So you got low, shoved your shoulder in, hooked your hands behind his knees, picked him up, and took him to the ground like a 120 pound tackle dummy
>And that was another thing
>This wasn't the nice bouncy turf field you usually practiced on
>This was asphalt
>So as the two of you went down you heard the unmistakable crack of skull on pavement
>Which was good
>It bought you time
>You got up in a sloppy mount and looked down and sure enough things went like you thought
>Between the surprise and drop Gloves was too out of it to keep up his guard and had let his arms flop down beside him in the fall
>Which gave you the opening you needed
>You shot forward and not so gently planted your forearm under his chin and across his throat
>The puff of air and gag told you that the right amount of force was applied
>So you moved onto the next step
>You punched in right in his damn face
>Once
>Twice
>And then a third time til you saw blood and heard him start to groan
>Ah
>That was enough
>You weren't looking to prove a point
>You got off him and sprinted towards the gym
>Most people would have booked it across the school
>But your shit was still in the locker room so you'd have to make it to the end of class to get it out
>That meant you had to make it back into the gym
>Plus the gym was where your long term strategy was
>That is if they were feeling generous
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>Even as you burst through the doors only one or two people even look in your direction
>Not even the coach gives you a passing glance
>Which is fine by you
>Cause you don't have time for stuff like that
>You scan the crowd and find who you're looking for without much effort
>They're off in one corner lazily tossing a football around
>You make a bee line for them
>As you get closer a familiar pair of sunglasses spots you and the face behind them smiles
>"Hey Anon, how's it hanging lady killer" Neon calls waving you over
>You try not to roll your eyes as you approach him and your two other team mates, Back up Quarter Back Flea Flicker and Defensive Tackle Grid Iron
"Uh yeah, hey guys, you mind if I talk to you for a minute?" You say trying to catch your breath
>Flea Flicker and Grid Iron look to one another and shrug
>"Sure, dude" Flicker says casually "So it true you been go'n out with Sugarcoat?" He asks in a tone of someone who's heard all the rumors and seen all the pics, but knows one of the people too well to believe them
"Well that's kinda what I wanted to talk to you guys about" You say looking over your shoulder for a second "You see I actually just got done talking with someone about that"
>"Oh, who with dude?" Neon asks passing the ball to Grid
>About that time the doors outside slammed open and Gloden Gloves stomped in sporting a bloody nose, a blackening eye, gingerly rubbing the back of his head, and looking like he was prepared for murder
"With Golden Gloves" you answer tensely "He didn't much like what I had to say"
>Your team stare at you with their jaws hanging open then glance over to Gloves and then back to you
>"And you did that...to him"
>You give them quick version about how Boxers rarely prepare on how to fight linebackers
>All the while watching as Gloves spots you, quickly assess his odds against you and your present company, then wipes his nose and skulks off
"Yeeeah, so I was wondering if you guys could maybe help with that"
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>They just keep staring at you for a minute before Flea Flicker snaps out of his surprise and turns to Neon Sign and then nods in the direction Golden Gloves stomped off
>Neon just grins and shoots the back up QB with some finger guns before motioning for Grid to follow him
>The two head over to the other side of the gym leaving you with Flicker
"Uh, thanks man"
>"Hey you're part of the team, someone fucks with you, they fuck with all of us" He said reinforcing your idea that being on a team around here was pretty much the same as being in a prison gang
>"Besides" He says slapping you on the back so hard you had to try to stop from falling over "Between going out Sugarcoat and pushing Gloves shit in I feel like I ought to buy you a beer" He laughed
>Dam
>Is this what...respect felt like
>No wonder people actually worked for it
"Y-yeah, thanks" You say remembering that outside of practice Flicker had barely said less than a hundred word to you "So. uh, what exactly are Neon and Grid gonna do to Gloves"
>As you ask you see Neon animatedly talking with a very on edge looking Golden Gloves while Grid leans threateningly against the wall beside them
>"Just convince him" Flicker said with a grin
"Of what...exactly"
>"Of how much we value teamwork" Flicker's grin turned into a smirk "And how bad it would be for his reputation if word got out that you were the one who gave him that shiner"
>Backhanded compliments aside, when you put it like that even Gloves would have to admit it would be a very bad idea to fuck with you
>At least Neon was the one giving him the news
>He was a people person
>And if Gloves had any second thoughts Grid was there too
>Because he wasn't a people person
>Wow
>Was this what it felt like...to win
>Damn, today was just a wealth of new experiences
>"So Anon, I got another question for you" Flicker said
"Go ahead, shoot" You said enjoying this new sense of friendship
>"How far have you got with Sugarcoat?" He asked with a leer
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>Now if there was any justice in the world Flicker would have at least had the decency 
>Or at least the sense of comedic timing
>To ask you such a question when you were taking a well timed sip of water
>That way you could let your "spit-take" do most of the talking
>Instead all you could when he caught you off guard was choke on your own breath
"Wh-what?" You manage to gasp
>"Oh c'mon dude, you're dating one of the top 5 girls in school, give it to me straight? Is she a freak?" Flicker asks wiggling his eyebrows
>Oh boy
>You didn't need a metal detector to tell you that you'd walked right into a minefield here
>You had to be very careful what you said here
>Sure Flicker wasn't a gossip girl or anything deep down
>But he'd probably let slip whatever you told him if asked
>And then the rumors would spread
'O-oh, well it's all been kinda sudden, y'know" You say spinning the truth as best you can "It's only been two days so we're just kinda taking it slow for right now, just kinda getting a feel for each other y'know"
>Flicker just chuckles "Yeah, I bet you're getting a real FEEL for her" He say slapping you on the back again "But I see how it is, you don't wanna kiss and tell. It's cool" He says missing the point by about a quarter of a mile
>You're about to try to correct him when coach looks up from his tablet and yells at everyone to head back to the locker rooms before the bell
>You sigh as Flicker is already marching off
>So you follow watching as Neon and Grid jog over to meet you two
>"There you go my man" Neon said wrapping an arm around your shoulder "You won't have to worry ole' GG giving you trouble from now on you dig?" He said grinning as always
>You peer over your shoulder and sure enough Gloves is hanging as far back from you guys as possible and trying to make sure the coach doesn't get a look at his eye
>Well you never thought you'd say it
>And this may trigger the coming of days
>But it looks like Neon was good for something after all
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>Sure enough though Gloves didn't so much as look at you as dressed out and grabbed your stuff
>But still you weren't gonna chance it
>Soon as you got your boots on you grabbed your bag and booked it out of the locker room
>Luckily it was only about a minute or two to the bell
>No one would miss you
>Plus it gave you the chance to get where you were supposed to meet Sugarcoat early
>Which would be worth the look of surprise on her face when you actually managed to to beat her somewhere for once
>You made it out the main doors just as the final bell rung and headed over to tree Sugarcoat had met you at the other day
>You post up against the trunk and watch as the students begin filing out, some pointing, some whispering, you even think you see some girl give you a flirty wave
>That was probably just you mistaking her flipping you the bird or something
>But otherwise nothing you hadn't weirdly started to get used to
>After about another minute you spot Sugarcoat coming your way
"Hey!" You call stepping away from the tree and waving at her
>No answer
>Weird
>As she got closer you noticed she wasn't looking at you
"Hey, Sugarcoat!" You called a little louder and waving again
>Still nothing
>She was getting closer now and you could see she was looking at the ground and muttering to herself as she got clos...
"Whoa 2M look out"
>Too late
>You finally get her attention but she was so off in her own little world she doesn't have time to stop herself as she speed walks right into you and bounces off your chest
>You throw a hand out and manage to get a hold of her wrist just in time to stop her from falling
>The two of you kinda hang there for what feels like ages looking into each other's surprised faces
>That is until a round of excited golf claps snapped the two of you out of your stupor to see the small group of nerdy girls watching you
"Hey, you okay?" You ask helping Sugarcoat back to her feet and trying not to blush
>"Yes, sorry I was just...thinking"
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>You look her up and down
>She seems fine
>She's blushing, but you chalk that up to the girls currently treating the two of you as a free Romantic drama
"Must have been pretty...important" You say trying to break the silence
>"Maybe I haven't..."
>Sugarcoat looks down to where you're still holding her wrist and gasps pulling her hand away
>You try not to grin at what's become a bit of a routine for the two of you
>That is until instead of blushing or stuttering she grabs you by the wrist and holds up your hand between the two of you
>"And what happened here?" She asks firmly fixing you with a glare
>You look down and...
>Oh
>Oh shit
>You see for the first time that the knuckles on your hands are a deep shade of red and very obviously swollen
>That wasn't good
"O-oh...that, I um...fell in gym" You say nervously
>You really didn't like that stare she was giving you, not just because she was blackmailing you, but because it made you feel like you let her down
>Damn
>She really had managed to get you on a short leash
>"You fell?"
"Yes"
>"On your knuckles"
"Darnedest thing right"
>"Not from a fight then?" She said narrowing her eyes
"What? Me? Fighting...noooo" You say trying and failing to play it cool
>"Anon" She said dragging out every syllable in your name like she was scolding a puppy
"Okay, okay, but it wasn't really a fight per se...more of a..brief physical discussion" You say crumbling under the shorter girl's stare
>"Oh really, along what lines" She asked letting go and crossing her arms
"Well, he took exception in your supposed tasted in men...while I took exception with the idea of being punched in the face a lot" You say when you hear a small gasp
>It's about then you notice the two of you are starting to attract a crowd
"Hey 2M you think we could maybe talk about this on the way to your place" You say nodding towards the crowd
>Sugarcoat follows your gaze and blushes a little before handing you her bag "Fine, but we are still talking about this"
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"Yes ma'am" Yoy say as non-sarcastically as possible as you trail behind Sugarcoat
>Luckily you manage to lose your audience pretty quickly once you exit the school gates
>"Alright, now start from the beginning" Sugarcoat demands as soon as you fall in along side her
>It doesn't take very long for you to give her the full run down and for the most part she is pretty quiet
"...And sure enough he didn't try giving me any trouble after that" You finish
>"I see, well then I guess it wasn't entirely your fault"
"I would argue none of it was my fault" You say with just a wee bit of sarcasm
>"Fair enough" Sugarcoat mutters something you can barely hear next
"Pardon?" You say turning to see her blushing again for some reason
>"I said I'm sorry" She says with a huff looking away
"For what?" You couldn't think of anything she'd have to apologize for
>"For putting you in that situation to begin with" She says with a sigh before turning and pointing to your hand "How does your hand feel by the way"
>You hold up your hand and now that all the post fight hype and Adrenalin has worn off you can feel your knuckles burn and throb
"It's not too bad" You lie "Though they never tell people how much it hurts in the movies" You joke trying to lighten the mood
>"We'll get you some ice when we get to my house" Sugarcoat says ignoring your attempt at humor
"Oh, uh, thanks"
>"But from now on I don't want you getting into any more fights" She says sternly "I abhor violence"
"I'm not exactly a big fan either" You say reaching into your coat and pulling out your smokes
>Sugarcoat just glares at you
>"I thought we had an agreement about those" She says coldly
"Oh c'mon 2M" You almost whine because this is truly the longest you've ever gone without a smoke "I've been a good little boy.."
>She shoots you a look
"Relatively good I mean, but still can't you just let it slide this once" you plead
>"Fine" She sighs after a few tense seconds
"Woop!" You cheer as she rolls her eyes
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>"It seems that I'm not the only one who got harassed during last period because of our...relationship" Sugarcoat said tiredly making you almost choke on your first drag of smoke
"Wait, what happened?"
>"Oh, sorry, I meant to tell you" She says this being the one to look a bit guilty "Your friends and I had an...interesting talk"
>Your friends
>Wait
>Nooooooo
"You don't mean.."
>"Indeed"
>Flashback
>You are Sugarcoat
>And today was going surprisingly well
>Sure Rumors were getting a bit out of hand about you and Anon
>But rumors were just rumors after all
>And Anon seemed to be getting comfortable with your little arrangement
>For the most part
>And even your talk with Sour Sweet last period had gone better than expected
>You'd decided to tell her the truth
>The whole truth as it were
>There really was no point in hiding it
>She was your friend after all
>And from the looks of it Sunny already knew what was going on and Zap and Zest probably weren't far behind
>Sour hadn't really believed you at first, but eventually you convinced her and she promised to give Anon a chance
>At least for now
>Which for her was still pretty good
>Now all you had to do was get through one foreign language class and you could have Anon walk you home
>Things were going quite pleasantly
>"Hey Sugarcoat, mind if we sit here" Came a deceptively sweet voice from beside you
>You look up to see the unmistakable mass of orange curls that meant it could only one person
>"Actually..." You began
>"Great, you're a doll" Adagio smirked sliding into the desk beside you and kicking up her feet "Thank Sugarcoat girls" She said gesturing past you
>"Thanks a bunch" Came a giggle as you turn to see Sonata sit down in the other vacant seat beside you
>"Looks like we're having that little talk after all" Came a chuckle from over your shoulder where you find Aria smirking at you as she leans forward across her desk
>"Now, now Aria. Heel" Adagio laughs
>"Is that what this is? A talk" You ask
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>Well this was certainly a complicated situation
>That was the problem with Anon
>Well...one of the problems at least
>He seemed to attract difficult situations like these with a rather disturbing frequency
>So much so it appeared to be contagious now
>Another problem was he was rather close with the Dazzlings here
>And while you didn't personally have any problem with these girls
>There was an unspoken agreement between you and your friends and them
>Anon might put something like "They didn't fuck with us, we didn't fuck with them"
>But now that you were...involved with Anon it seemed something like this was unavoidable
>"Oh don't be like that" Adagio smirked "We just wanted to have a chat about your little RELATIONSHIP with our FRIEND Anon" She said stressing certain words while still keeping her voice playful
>"And what part of our...relationship would you like to talk about exactly?" You ask carefully trying to watch the other two out of the corner of your vision "Anon lead me to believe you already knew exactly where we stood with one another"
>Adagio just gave you a smug look which from the look on her face Aria and Sonata were mimicking
>"I guess you could say we want to know what your intentions are for our boy" She said with a condescending glint in her eyes "Just think of us as his three protective Mama Bears"
>"Because we're so cuddly" Sonata giggled behind you
>"And because you don't wanna make us angry" Aria added threateningly leaning in closer
>You do your best to ignore her
>But you've decided you really don't like Aria
>"Well then you have nothing to worry about" You say focusing on Adagio in front of you "Our relationship is purely professional"
>"Now you see that's where I'm having trouble believing you" Adagio retorts back with a hint of seriousness under her playful tone "I mean, why would someone as popular as you need Anon of all people to do anything for you in the first place?" She asks with a mock thoughtful expression
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>"I mean I don't personally go for the whole" She gestured up and down at you "Short skirt bookish schoolgirl look, but it works for you...in a way" She adds with catty tone
>You have to try not to roll your eyes
>"And there's probably no end of guys who'd jump all over the chance to carry your bag, do your homework, and...do your laundry" She lets out a half stifled giggle
>You try your hardest not to blush
>He told them about that!?
>You were going to have words with Anon after this
>"So why then pick Anon, who you had to blackmail into doing all of?" Despite how she said it to no one in particular, you could tell the question was hardly rhetorical
>"Perhaps I wanted someone I could be sure would do the job without getting any...untoward ideas" You said letting your intent hang in the air
>Adagio looked unimpressed
>"Hmmm, maybe, you're really not his type after all"
> You try not to let that bother you
>"Hey that's not fair" Sonata chimed in "Anon does like cute things, so maybe the pig-tails actually do something for him"
>"Yeah, but she's ain't got much going for her up top if you know what I mean" Aria snickered bringing her hands to her chest and gesturing lewdly
>You just ground your teeth and tried not to let it show
>But these three were trying your nerves
>"Still" Adagio said getting things back on track "Let's say you really are just using Anon for the work, I can respect that, I mean who here doesn't like being waited on by a cute little toadie" She shrugged getting a laugh from the other two "But then I wonder, if Sugarcoat really just wanted a slave...why would she volunteer to spend her time tutoring him"
>You really did not like the sound of this
>"Well that's.." Adagio holds up a finger silencing you
>"And for someone who wanted a guy who wouldn't get the wrong ideas about your little arrangement" She said pulling out her phone "You certainly seem comfortable with those kinds of ideas yourself" She said pulling up the picture from earlier
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>You look at the picture again in horror
>Now it wasn't exactly true what people said you and your friends were capable of doing to people's social lives if they happened to cross one of you
>But if you ever found out who took that picture you'd certainly consider giving it your best try
>Even though what Zest had said about it might have been a little true...
>But still it didn't help matters now
>"T-That isn't wh-what..."
>"Now Anon, bless his cute little heart, may be smart but he isn't always as clever as he thinks he is" Adagio cuts you off "But that doesn't mean we aren't" She says nodding to her friends
>"Yeah totally"
>"Damn straight"
>"So I'm just gonna ask you again" She said fixing you with a stare "What are your intentions with our boy?"
>Flachback end
>"It was an...enlightening experience" She said as if picking her words carefully
"They only used their words right" You say now being the one checking the other for marks or bruises
>"Oh yes, Adagio seems to like the sound of her own voice" Sugarcoat says irritably
>Yeah she does
>Shame they all can't sing for shit
>"And you're sure you're not dating any of them?" Sugarcoat asks fixing you with an intent look
"I would like to think I'd know if I was or was not dating someone" You deadpan
>"Especially not Aria?"
"What? No! I mean, we're buds, but if I was gonna date one of the Dazzlings she wouldn't be my first choice" As soon as the words come out of your mouth you can feel the danger "But you can never tell her I said that"
>You relax as you see the smirk start to form on Sugarcoat's face as she gives a small laugh
>"Oh, but the idea is so tempting" she says as her smirk gets bigger
"Maybe, but you'd probably have to find a new assistant after she kills me" You say glad Sugarcoat's mood seems to have brightened
>"Well we can't have that" She says in mock defeat "I only just finished breaking you in"
"Lucky me" You roll your eyes as you reach Sugarcoat's street and Mac opens the gates
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>You make it through the gate and up the street without much fuss until you find yourselves at Sugarcoat's front door
>"Now I know you won't be staying for long" Sugarcoat began as she unlocked the door "But try not to touch anything, my parents can be very...particular"
>Explains where she gets it from
>You follow her inside and just...
>Wow
>This place is huge
>Like seriously you think you could fit your whole apartment right here in the front room
>And shit was fancy
>Not like super crazy rich fancy mind you
>It wasn't like the playboy mansion or the Richie Rich house
>But you could tell the all the furniture and decor in here was without a doubt
>EXPENSIVE AS FUUUUUUCK
>You probably could have marveled at the staggering classist differences here for a while, but luckily a familiar voiced pulled you out of your thoughts
>"That you Miss Sugarcoat!?" Joe's voice called
>"Yes Joe" Sugarcoat called back setting her bag down by the steps upstairs
>"Cool, I'm in the kitchen" Joe called back
>Sugarcoat motioned for you to follow
>You walked past a spacious living room with a tv longer than any wall in your room back home, a posh dinning room, and finally at the end of the hall was a kitchen that looked like it was pulled straight out of a food network show
>It was big, clean, and stocked with every kind of appliance you could think of and a few you couldn't even recognize
>In fact the only thing out of place was Joe
>Dancing and singing to himself in front of the microwave
>In nothing but his driver's cap, a wife beater, a pair of comical boxers with little hearts on them, and some socks
>"Yeeeah, Waaar, what is it good for? C'mon Miss Sugar sing it with me" He says spinning on his heels towards the two of you and then freezing in place when he sees you "Oh shit! I, uh, I mean...sorry ma'am I didn't know you was bringing company home"
>Sugarcoat just sighs and puts her head in her hand
>You hold up a finger for attention
"I have several questions"
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>"Joe is our LIVE-IN driver, we converted our old pool-house out back into an apartment for him" Sugarcoat explains tiredly pushing passed Joe and getting a glass from one of the cupboards "Though it would seem that while my parents are out of town he decided to make himself comfortable inside the house" She said shooting him a look as she moved to the ice dispenser in the fridge
>"Hey now Miss Sugar, you know that ain't me" He said trying to look as innocent as possible given the circumstances "You know how the washing machine I got out there's been acting up, so I just figured I'd use the one here instead of hitting up the laundromat...y'know, case you needed me to drive y'all anywhere"
>"Yes, I'm sure that's what it was" Sugarcoat says rolling her eyes as she begins filling the cup with ice
"Hey now don't be like that, Anon, back me up here...damn boy what you do to your hand?!" Joe shouts in surprise looking at your red and swollen knuckles
"Oh, this, I just..."
>"Anon got himself into a fight" Sugarcoat cut in looking miffed
>"Damn, you at least knock that fool the fuck out?" Joe said giving you a grin
>Sugarcoat loudly put down the full cup of ice in the counter and shot the two of you a look before heading to the corner of the kitchen you assumed was the pantry
>"I mean, a boy your age shouldn't go mess'n round like that pick'n fights" Joe said monotonously while glancing over his shoulder before wordlessly signaling for you to give him the play-by-play
"You're right Joe, but honestly I only did it because there was no other choice" You say in the same robotic tone while pantomiming the fight for him as quickly as possible
>You just manage to finish your little display when you see Sugarcoat emerge from the pantry with a plastic baggie in hand
>She glances suspiciously at the two of you then sighs
>"Joe shouldn't you go check on your wash" She insists
>"Yeah, I probably should" He says before giving you a wink and hurrying away
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>It was then that it hit you
>Now that Joe was gone You and Sugarcoat were alone
>In her house
>With her parents out of town
>If you were a luckier man there'd already be cheesy porno music playing in the background
>But you weren't
>"Anon, come over here" Sugarcoat ordered taking a seat at the counter
"O-oh, right, sorry 2M" You say pulling up a seat across from her
>You watch as she pours the ice from the cup into the plastic baggie then opens up a draw on her side of the counter and pulls out a rag and wrapped it around the bag before holding her hand out to you "Give it here"
>You try not to giggle and say "Lewd" as she takes your hand, but you don't have to try hard as you wince when the makeshift ice pack touches your knuckles
>"Oh don't be such a baby" Sugarcoat chides with a small hint of a smile
"Your bedside manner could use some work" You quip back as you feel the cold run through your hand
>"Consider it incentive not to get into anymore fights then" She says with her usual smirk
>You were becoming a sucker for this playful side of hers
"But what if I have to defend your honor" You say returning her smirk with your own
>"Hmmm, then maybe I'll be a little nicer with you then" She said before pulling her hand away from yours "Until then you'll just have to learn to behave"
>You roll your eyes 
"Right"
>Sugarcoat giggles "Come on, I'll walk you out"
>You try not to sigh as your cliched hopes from earlier crumble and you follow her back towards the door
>As you reach the door Sugarcoat turns to you "Now make sure to get some rest, we'll be by tomorrow before the afternoon to pick you up"
"Fine" You say before you stop dead as your brain processes what she just said "Wait what? But tomorrow's Saturday"
>"Indeed, and I have a very busy day planned and will need you on hand" She says with a smirk again
"But..."
>"No buts, we'll have a lot to do, especially if we want to get back here with enough time for me to help tutor you afterwards"
>Well shit
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"Wait, you mean you..."
>"I told you we'd talk about it later, so now we're talking about it" Sugarcoat says matter of factly "You do still want my help tutoring you right?" She asks with a slight bit of hesitation in her voice
"I mean, yeah sure I do..."
>"Then it's settled, we start tomorrow after you help me with my errands"Sugarcoat said with a smirk
>You opened your mouth to say something
>Then you closed it
>She'd given you the whole run around
>Again
>Why start fighting it now
>Least she was still willing to help you with math and science
"Fine"
>"Good, we'll see you in the morning then" Sugarcoat said hurriedly before closing the door
>You sighed and fished your smokes out of your pocket
>Well you guess this was happening now
>You light up and start heading back towards the gate and the nearest bus stop
>About half way down the block you realize you don't have enough hands to smoke and keep the ice pack Sugarcoat made for you in place
>So you stop and after a few mistakes manage to use the towel to tie the ice baggie in place over your knuckles
>With that out of the way you reach for your phone to turn on some tunes only to see the unfinished text to Adagio from earlier staring back at you
>Oh
>You'd forgotten you tried to talk her out of that
>Seems like ages ago
>And Sugarcoat had done a hell of a job distracting you after that
>Still you figure should touch base with her and the girls so you open up your usual group chat
A: So...what's this I hear about you guys talking with Sugarcoat?
>You plug in your headphones and pull up a song while you wait for a reply
> [YouTube] The Horse Shoe and the Rabbits Foot (embed)
>Yeah, that seemed about right for today
>You felt your phone buzz several times with each girls' reply
>Ad: I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about
>S:What talk?
>Ar:Fuck that bitch!!!
>You roll your eyes as you type
A: Let me rephrase that, Sugarcoat told me she had a talk with you guys
>S: Ooooooh, that talk
>Ar: Damnit Sonata!!!!
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>You smile to yourself
>At least something was going how you expected today
A: Didn't I try to talk you out of that
>Ad: The key word there Anon, would be TRY
A: Fair point, so what was so important that you just had to talk to her
>Ad: Girl Talk
>Ar: Yeah, Girl Talk
>S: Totally Girl Talk
>You roll your eyes even harder than usual as you make it to the bus stop and slump down onto the bench
A: Really now
>Ad: Oh come on Anon, you worry way too much
A: Considering Aria was prepared to beat the shit out of Sugarcoat last time I saw her I think I'm worrying the proper amount
>Ar: Damn right, and I would have too if she stepped up!
>You could see the little dots indicating Adagio was typing, but there were several minutes without a reply
>Nothing new, this was probably because Adagio was yelling at Aria and Aria was yelling about Sonata and Sonata was asking hat they were having for dinner then being told to shut up
>About then your bus pulled up and you hopped on and took a seat near the back
>Finally you decide to get their attention
A: So what all did you talk about during your "Girl Talk"
>Ad: Oh you know, this and that
>Ar: Feminine issues
>The idea of Aria talking to anyone about Feminine Issues curdled your blood
>Luckily Sonata was quick with the distraction
>S: BOYS!!!
>Another minute or so of silence
>They were both yelling at Sonata now
A: Is this why Sugarcoat was asking me if I'm going out with any of you?
>Ad: Oh, is that what she asked?
>Ar:Ha! You wish
>S: Oh, oh, which one of us did she think you were dating?
A: Pretty sure she think's I'm Aria's
>Adagio and Sonata both send a barrage of laughing emojis
>Ar: Like you could handle any of this
>You could almost hear Aria's huff of embarrassment through the text
A: Well she said you seemed awfully possessive
>Ad: Oh don't worry, we explained that part to her
A: Really now
>Ar: Yeah, it's because you're a loser
>S: But you're OUR loser
>You liked how Sonata softened the blow with heart emojis
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>Ad: So Anon, tell us what YOU think of Sugarcoat
>Say what now
A: What do you mean?
>Ad: I mean it's only been two days and you seem to be warming up to Short skirts and pig-tails
>Ar: Yeah, if you wanted to be a slave you should have told us
>S: Yeah, we totally could have made you ours, we could have gotten you a little uniform and everything
>The thought of the Dazzlings ordering you around in a maid outfit pops into your head and suddenly lugging around Sugarcoat's bag and getting dragged out shopping on the weekend seemed less of a pain
A: I don't wanna be a slave, no matter how nice the uniform is
>Ad: You didn't answer the question Anon
A: What do you want me to say, I mean at first I thought she was just another one of the bitchy rich popular kids, but after hanging around with her she's really pretty normal and even kinda cool...or at least as cool as someone who's blackmailing you can be
>You figured you wouldn't mention how you'd started to find her cute and that you were on and off fighting a crush on her
>With the way the Dazzlings handled most things it was best not to let them try to "HELP" you with your love life
>Your mind paints the image of the three of them looming behind Sugarcoat telling her to "Take responsibility"
>Ar: But she is still a bitch
A: No more a bitch than any of you can be
>Ad: I think you're underestimating just how bad we can be Anon
A: Says the girl who made me sit down with you three last weekend for a High School Musical marathon while we were drinking
>Ar: Hey, don't diss High School Musical
>S: Yeah, Zac Efron is a national treasure
A: You mean his abs are, the rest of him is State Federal at best
>Ad: Alright ladies, and Anon, calm down, my point is are you sure you're still okay with Sugarcoat dragging you around?
>You have to think about it, things have been a lot more hectic since she came into your life, but not all bad
A: I dunno yet, but I'm less worried about her ratting on me now at least
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>Ad: Well that's good, just remember though hun, we've got your back
>S: Yeah,and even if you didn't want us to then too bad
>Ar: Blood in blood out
>Aw
>They do care
>Also you think Aria might try to fuck your shit at some point if you tried to leave
>But that was nothing new
A: Thanks guys
>Ad: So, we still on for you coming over for drinks tonight?
>Ar: Yeah, I bet Sugarbitch doesn't know how to have a good time like us
>You had to admit
>The idea of getting shitfaced sounded real good to you right about now
>But then you remember your plans for the following day
A: Sorry guys, I meant to tell you, but I gotta cancel. Got an early morning tomorrow
>Ad: Since when has that ever stopped you
>Damn
>Curse your predictably self-destructive drinking habits
A: I can't, my Mom is dragging me out shopping for most of the morning
>You didn't like lying to them
>But you figured it was for the best
>This way they wouldn't know you had to ditch them because of Sugarcoat
>And you wouldn't have to spend the day getting dragged around by Sugarcoat while 7 kinds of hungover
>It was a win-win
>Ar: Oh, which mom is this, your real one or you Sugarmomma
>...
A: How long have you been holding onto that one
>Ar: Like she isn't probably coming up with shitty names for all of us, now answer the damn question!!!
>Well there went the "Tactful" option
A: Fiiiine, Sugarcoat said she has a bunch of errands tomorrow and needs my help with them, it's not like I could just tell her no, that's not how blackmail works
>S: Ooooh, does this make you like her butler? Do you have to talk with a funny accent?
A: No, but I'd look damn good in the suit, and she did say that she would tutor me after we were done so I can't go killing any extra brain cells tonight
>Ad: Fine, but this means that you're buying the drinks for next time
>Great
A: Fine I'll pay for the beer
>Ad: Who said anything about beer
>Fuck
>Luckily it was about that time the bus pulled up to your stop
>You needed a rest
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>You get off the bus and begin your trek back up towards your apartment
>Six flights later you open your door, turn on the lights and head for the kitchen
>You find a note from Mom Anon on the fridge saying she'd be babysitting your cousins tomorrow so she'd be out of the house by the time you got up
>That was good, you hadn't figured out a good excuse for why you were spending your day getting dragged around by Sugarcoat or explain why you had to ice your knuckles
>You just grab a pin and write down it's cool and mention you'll be out studying with a friend later that day
>You weren't sure how long tutoring sessions went
>Best to cover your bases
>When that was done you opened the fridge and pulled out some left overs and made yourself something to eat
>That's when you phone went off again
>Probably Adagio wanting to give you more shit or Aria wanting to bad mouth Sugarcoat more
>To your surprise it was Sugarcoat
>SC: Hello Anon, how is your hand
>You try to suppress the warm feeling you get from her seeming to care how you're doing
A: Okay, probably need to change the ice soon
>SC: Good
A: Yeah thanks for looking at it
>A few awkward minutes role by without either of you sending anything else
>You're not sure what to do
>Sugarcoat usually doesn't mess around when it comes to talking to people so you're not sure what's up
>You decide to break the ice
A: So...did Joe ever ask you about the whole gym clothes thing?
>You realize, only after sending the text of course, how dumb a thing to ask that was
>SC: I told him that if he didn't ask about what we were doing with MY laundry I wouldn't ask him about why he was doing HIS in our house
A: Ah, that was clever
>SC: Why thank you, like I said before I would rather keep the matter of my unmentionables between the two of us
>Suddenly you found yourself thinking back to the idea of Sugarcoat in the panties from the other day
SC: Get your mind out of the gutter
>How did she always seem to know
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A: Why do you always assume I'm the one thinking dirty thoughts
>She was right of course
>But that didn't mean you had to admit it to her
>SC: Because you got into Crystal Prep for writing stories, that takes imagination
>True
>SC: And you're also a teenage boy, so put two and two together and even I wouldn't have to tutor you to add up the result
>Well damn
>You had to hand it to her there
>But still
>When you can't deny, deflect
A: I could argue you're the one with their mind in the gutter
>SC: Oh, how so?
A: You're the one who always seems to bring it up
>It took another minute or so before she messaged back
>SC: Anon...
>It was only then that you realize this might not have been one of your cleverest ideas
A: Yes Sugarcoat
>SC: What kind of girl do you think I am...
>And like that suddenly all the alarm bells inside your head were going off
>You done goofed
A: The kind that is smart and proper...?
>And hopefully forgiving
>SC: Very good, and would a girl like that go out of her way to make boys like you think about them in...let's say naughty ways
A: I wanna say...no, but to be fair I don't have a lot of experience with that sort of girl
>You hoped you could add a little humor to defuse the situation
>SC: Obviously, but you are right, the answer is no
A: Gotcha
>SC: Now that that's settled I just wanted to let you know Joe and I will be by at 10 o'clock tomorrow to pick you up
>Seriously
A: I'm gonna assume there's no budge on that time
>SC: No
>Great
>So long sleeping in
A: Fine, there anything else you want me to know
>SC: Wear some comfortable shoes and be sure to bring your notes and books, you can leave them with Joe in the car for when we head back home
>Sounds fair enough
>Wait...
A: Back home...as in your house
>SC: Yes, where else did you think we'd be studying?
A: Uh, I dunno...I've never done any kind of tutoring before
>But that meant you'd be spending part of tomorrow night at Sugarcoat's place
>Alone
>While her parents’ were out of town
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>SC: Well if it makes you feel any better this is my first time actually tutoring anyone, so it will be a learning experience for the both of us
A: Yeah, sounds good
>There was no way you were prepared for this
>SC: Good, now get some rest and be sure to change the ice on your hand soon
A: Will do
>As soon as the conversation is over you start going frantic
>Sugarcoat was having you over at her place
>Just the two of you
>Alone
>But Joe would be there
>But he wasn't supposed to be inside the house
>So then if he wasn't with you then it would really be just the two of you
>Did that mean that everything before that was supposed to be a date
>This was all too much for you
>You grab your shit and head for your room
>Once inside you throw a towel under the door, turn on the fan, and open your window
>Ah, fresh air
>You light up a smoke and take a deep breath
>As you feel the nicotine take hold you let out a small jet of smoke
>There
>That calmed you down
>Now let's think about this
>Now Sugarcoat had turned out to be not as bad as you thought
>In fact she was pretty nice
>At least when she wasn't giving you shit
>But you couldn't hold that much against her
>You gave her plenty of opportunities after all
>And if you were being honest you'd developed a crush on her
>Which even though you knew it was stupid you couldn't really help it
>She was smart, had your kind of sense of humor, and was of course hella cute
>But you also knew she was out of your league
>And as much as you hated to admit it, Golden Gloves did have a point
>She was the type of girl who was going places
>You were just some dumb townie who would be lucky if you ever got out of this town
>And even if she was willing to help you out with your grades that didn't mean you had any kind of a chance with her
>Tomorrow was just gonna be a normal day
>Or as normal a day can be where you follow around the girl blackmailing you that you caught feelings for
>You take another long drag
>Life was fucking weird
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>The rest of the night goes by uneventfully
>You kill time
>Watch some anime
>Masturbate while not trying to think about Sugarcoat
>Then turn in for an early night
>You wake up the next day round 9
>It takes you a few tries but finally you manage to pull yourself out of bed and drag yourself into the bathroom for a proper wash
>It felt good getting under the hot water
>But you had a feeling like something wasn't right
>You thought you'd put those stupid thoughts out of your mind the other night
>Turns out they were just sleeping and now they were back
>What if this was really more than just Sugarcoat dragging you around town
>You sigh
>Well there wasn't much you could do about it now
>You finish cleaning yourself up and go to get dressed only to find a new problem
>You'd forgotten to do the wash last night
>Sure, having to wear a uniform to school every day meant you didn't go through your casual clothes as often
>But you'd never been great about tending to your laundry in the first place
>So now all you had to put on were a few assorted band t-shirts and your most torn up pair of jeans
>Welp, you jut had to hope that where ever Sugarcoat was taking you there wouldn't be any dress codes
>You pull on a Less Than Jake tour shirt, your jeans, and boots
>Then before you could forget you grab your hoodie which was covered in assorted pins and band patches and your hat
>You gave yourself a once over in the mirror and sigh again
>You didn't look bad
>You just didn't look like anyone Sugarcoat would be caught dead with in a 100 years
>Which to be fair would still have been you before this whole mess got started
>That's when you hear your phone go off and see the text from Sugarcoat
>SC: I hope you're awake
>You roll your eyes as you grab your smokes and keys and head for the door
A: And a good morning to you too
>SC: I hope you're ready, we should be there in about 10 mins
A: Don't worry I'm good
>With that you pull out your smokes and light up
>Here goes nothing
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>You pop in your head phones and put your music on random as you head towards the stairs
> [YouTube] Arctic Monkeys Knee Socks (embed)
>You make it down and head out towards the corner watching down the street
>Didn't take long to spot the familiar expensive black car coming your way
>You take one last long drag on your smoke before flicking it into the street
>The car pulls up along side you and Sugarcoat rolls down the window to greet you
>"Good morning Anon"
"Hey" You say as you open the door and slide into the back seat and dropping your bag off in front of you "So where are we..."
>Your words get caught in your throat when you see what Sugarcoat is wearing
>This was your first time seeing her outside of her uniform
>Now she was dressed in form fitting purple yoga pants that showed off her already defined legs and a light pink tank top that showed off her modest but still appealing chest
>You're suddenly aware of someone calling your name
>"Anon? Answer me" Sugarcoat said angrily with a hint of red in her cheeks
>Shit
"Sorry, my mind just kinda...blanked on me" You say looking out the window to stop from starring. You think you hear Joe chuckle, but you couldn't be sure "So where are we going?"
>You hear Sugarcoat huff and can't help but watch her cross her legs in the reflection of your window
>Daaaamn
>"I have my usual Saturday appointments to attend to today, I thought it would be nice to have someone to carry my bag" She says pulling her pink duffel bag from the other day from the front seat and dropping it into your lap
>You braced yourself but where you expected the bag to be heavy it was surprisingly light save for something long and thick that seemed to fill up most of the bag
>Did she rally need help with something like this
>"Anon, are you daydreaming again" She asks testily
"Wha-no, that's cool" You say realizing you're spending too much time inside your own head "So where's our first stop then"
>"Yoga class" She says simply
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>Yoga class
>YOGA Class
>YO-GA Class
>Are you fucking kidding!?
>Here you were already having trouble keeping Sugarcoat off your mind
>And now she wanted to drag you to a class where she'd be displaying just how flexible she could be while wearing tight fitting clothes
>This shit was bad for your heart
>And just the thought of it was doing other things to your "circulation" too
"O-oh, sounds like fun" You say trying to keep a straight face
>"Indeed, I find it very meditative" Sugarcoat said as the car turned onto main street
>You bet
>You were sure you'd be meditating on the thought of it long after it was over
>C'mon Anon, focus here
>It doesn't take long before Joe pulls up alongside one of the busier streets and lets you out in front up a line of shops and businesses
>"Okay here we are Miss Sugarcoat, you gonna want me to meet you back here at the usual time?" Joe asks
>"No, I'm not sure how long we'll be today, I'll call when I'm ready for you to take us home" Sugarcoat says as you step out of the car and shoulder her bag
>Joe just grins at the two of you "Riiiight, then I'll just kick back and wait for you two then"
>Sugarcoat just huffs with annoyance before stepping out along side you and closing the door with a thump
>"Y'all two behave now" Joe calls from the driver side window
>Sugarcoat looked ready to yell at him but Joe was already speeding away
>You felt obligated to try saying something clever or stupid to calm her down, but just as you opened your mouth a very familiar voice stopped you dead
>"Sugar! Over here!" Sunny Flare called a ways down the sidewalk "Oh, and you brought Anon too!?"
>You turn towards the voice and to your horror you see the rest of Sugarcoat's friends all grouped up outside what you assume to be the Yoga studio
>Sugarcoat takes a deep breath only you can hear before turning and walking towards where Sunny was beckoning for you to join them
>You're just going to say it again
>This kinda shit was bad for your heart
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>Now the idea of sitting around in yoga studio watching the girl you've started to get a crush on go through a bunch of poses that illustrate just how flexible she is is one thing
>Especially when she's one of the most popular and attractive girls in school
>But sitting around and watching her do all that, but with all her friends
>All of whom are equally popular and attractive mind you
>Was another thing entirely
>You weren't even sure if Sugarcoat wanted you to watch her during this but you were pretty sure of one thing
>She'd probably get even madder at you if she caught you watching her friends
>This was gonna be a challenge
>It also didn't help that all the girls were dressed in the same kind of outfit as Sugarcoat
>If you didn't have a gym clothes fetish before this then you sure were starting too now
>"Sup Anon, what you doing here" Zap asks as you and Sugarcoat meet up with the gang
"Oh you know, just doing the whole assistant thing" You say holding up Sugarcoat's bag and trying to sound casual
>"Oh my, I hope Sugarcoat isn't working you too hard now" Sunny said with a grin
>"Hardly" Sugarcoat thankfully cut in "And even if I was Anon could handle it just fine" She added firmly
>Yay
>You made a real good slave
>Though it did warm you up inside a little when you thought about how Sugarcoat always talked you up to her friends
>Even if she was just covering for the two of you
>"Still you really should give the boy a break, I'm sure Anon has things he has to do on his days off" Sunny said poking you in the arm
"Oh it's no big problem" You say trying to think up a good excuse "Sugarcoat actually offered to help me with my homework later so I don't mind giving up a Saturday"
>"Oh did she now" Sunny said turning to Sugarcoat
>Shit
>That didn't work like you thought it would
>"Indeed" Sugarcoat says taking over again "But shouldn't we be getting inside, class will be starting soon" She says grabbing you by the sleeve and dragging you inside
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>As you were pulled inside you looked around
>There wasn't much to the inside of the studio
>A waiting room with some chairs and some toys for kids to play with
>A desk
>And the rest was mostly open floor space with a few exercise balls in one corner
>There were a few other girls in here mostly around your guys' age
>You think you even recognize a few from those stupid ass Friendship games a while back
>Especially that one girl with the purple hair telling her friend about clothes
>Damn, maybe you should of just gone to Canterlot
>Sugarcoat gets your attention by pulling you close and going into her bag
>"This will only be for about an hour and a half" She says pulling a purple yoga mat from the bag "You can sit here, but please do me a favor"
"Uh, sure, what is it" You say wondering what she could want
>"Try not to stare at the other girls too much" She said giving you a look as her friends walked in
>Shit
>Also what happened to all that faith she had in you a moment ago
"Hey, I thought we talked about this last night" You say a bit indignantly
>"For obvious reasons I've elected to pretend that particular conversation didn't happen" Sugarcoat said levelly
>Oh
>That was probably for the best honestly
"Oh...okay then"
>"Also as soon as we walked in you started eyeing Rarity" Sugarcoat points out humorlessly
"Hey, I wasn't..."
>"Sure you weren't" She says rolling her eyes
>Which you was a bit infuriating...and also cute
>"It doesn't matter, you're not her type"
"Story of my life" You say with a sigh taking a seat in one of the chairs
>"There. there" Sugarcoat says patting you on the shoulder "Just try not to let your eyes wander and if you have to look somewhere just watch me" She says before turning and heading towards where her friends were setting up their mats
>Yeah, that wouldn't cause any problems at all
>But at least she said it was okay to look at her
>So yeah
>At least there's that
>And c'mon
>It was just yoga after all
>How bad could it really be
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>This was really bad
>It hadn't been at first
>They'd mostly been doing simple stuff
>Hell even you could have done some of it
>But then you watched Sugarcoat do what the instructor called the Forward Fold
>Where she just bent perfectly at the waist bringing herself almost flat to her legs and reached down to touch her toes
>And while you couldn't see her front you watched as her legs flexed in her yoga pants as she held her pose and just...
>DAMN
>You'd known Sugarcoat had legs for days
>But you'd never been brave/stupid enough to really take a good look at her ass
>And wow
>You wouldn't classify it as a badonk-a-donk
>But it was still quite the sight
>Not too big
>Not too small
>And thanks to the way those yoga pants were hugging it you could tell it was...
>VERY
>WELL
>TONED
>So well toned in fact you hadn't heard when the instructor had apparently called out a new pose until Sugarcoat braced her hands against her mat and opened her legs
>And now she was bent over, legs spread while still standing, and looking right back at you
>Now you hadn't been prepared for this, but you must have been staring
>And you weren't sure what kind of look you had on your face, but it must have been entertaining
>Because Sugarcoat just looked right back at you and gave you a "I got'chu" smile
>You could feel the blush rising to your face as you looked away and tried to act casual
>Or as casual as you could now that you were becoming increasingly aware of your blood flow
>Dear lord, she was not gonna let you hear the end of this
>Just calm down
>Think unsexy thoughts
>Baseball
>math
>Cinch reading erotic fanfiction
>There you go, you could handle this
>You turn back towards the girls to see Sugarcoat sitting now
>She has one leg folded under her with the other behind her and bent so that it nearly touched the back of her head while her arms reach back to hold it there
>There was no amount of unsexy thoughts that could keep up with that
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>This was unfair
>It was like seeing an oasis in the desert but knowing you weren't allowed to drink
>No man should be teased like this
>And you were convinced it was teasing
>Whenever Sugarcoat was in a position where she could look at you
>Or to be fair, see you watching
>She give you the same confident (cocky was more like it) smile
>And it didn't help that it only made her look even hotter
>You could tell she was enjoying this
>But you were at your limit
>You'd managed to make it nearly half way through the class
>But one man could only be tempted for so long before having to clear his head
>You needed some "Fresh Air"
>So you did the only thing you could do
>You reached into your pocket, made a show of checking your phone, brought it to your ear, and pretended to get a call
>Not the cleverest of plans
>But your brain wasn't operating at full capacity at the moment
>You made a show of putting a finger in your ear before getting up and at reasonable pace walking out of the studio to "Take your call"
>The front of the store was mostly window so you carefully strolled while pretending to have a conversation until you made it to the small alley between the the studio and the next building and slunk inside
>Once in you made sure you were just far enough inside no one would really notice you passing by and let out a sigh
>You pulled your smokes out and lit the first one as fast as you could breathing in the sweet smokey release
>You'd needed this
>But damn
>Even though she'd spent the better part of the last 45 mins taunting you
>All you could think about was Sugarcoat
>Cause seriously
>Wow
>Just wow
>You wouldn't be forgetting any of that any time soon
>In fact you might have spent your few minutes of solace reliving the sight of a few of those poses if it hadn't been for the sound of a certain voice
>"Move over loser" It said as the speaker sauntered into the alley and posted up against the wall besides you
>It was Sour Sweet
>"Got a light?"
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>Fuck
>This was not good
>The person who you most didn't want catching you doing ANYTHING just waltzed right up and posted up beside you
>This was it
>Game over man
>It was about then Sour snapped her fingers in front of your face to get your attention again
>"Hel-lo, earth to Anon, do you have a fucking light?" She repeated testily
>It was only then that you noticed the cigarette clutched between her fingers as she glared up at you
>Oh
>Shit
>You hadn't expected that
"O-oh, yeah here" You say dumbly as you hold up the lighter you still had in your hand and cupped the flame
>Sour leans in and lights her smoke before taking a long drag and leaning back against the wall
>She blows out a long stream of smoke and lets out a contented sigh
>This is possibly the nicest sound you'd ever heard her make when you were around
>"Thanks" She says not even looking at you
>Neither of you says anything for a minute
>You just sit there staring at her in amazement while she just ignores you
>Finally you notice you'd let your cigarette burn down to a stub and flick it away and reach for a new one
>The silence was getting to you though
"So...you smoke too huh?" You say as you light up your new smoke
>"It helps take the edge off my medication" She says simply taking another drag
"Oh"
>You're not sure what to say
>This is the chillest Sour has ever been with you
>"Yeah, though Sugar gives me shit for it" She says sounding offhandedly annoyed "And you can stop worrying, I'm not gonna do anything to you" She adds gesturing at you with her cigarette
"Seriously" You say giving her a look which she returns with a glare "I mean thanks"
>"Don't thank me, Sugarcoat told me everything" She says giving you a weird glance that you weren't sure how to read
"So that means she told you..."
>Sour silences you with a look
>"Everything"
"Gotcha"
>"So what I'm trying to say is if she's fine with a loser like you then that's okay"
"Well thanks"
>"But that doesn't mean I won't be watching you"
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>Sour blew out another long stream of smoke to punctuate her last sentence
>"So I better not catch you trying any funny business" She added with another glare
"Hey I wouldn't..."
>"That includes eye fucking her while trying to do her yoga" Sour said poking your roughly in the chest
>Busted
"Hey I wasn't..."
>"Save it, I saw you in there" Sour says harshly "I'd have needed a crowbar to to get you to take your eyes off her"
>Dam was it really that bad
>"Hell I half expected to find you out here with your dick out" She says with a smirk and rude gesture
"Hey, just how weird do you think I am?" You ask
>Because seriously
>Beating off in an alley
>Also did that mean you'd run out of the studio with a raging boner
>You really hoped you didn't
>"I think any guy who spends 45 minutes watching Sugarcoat go through our routine would have a hard time keeping it in their pants"
>You couldn't argue with her there
>Especially as the memory of a few poses popped into your head
"It's not what you think" You say trying not to blush "She said she didn't want me staring at any of the other girls or something so if I had to look somewhere I should just watch her"
>"Yeah, I bet she did" Sour chuckled
"So, why did you come out here?"
>"Oh, you ran out here to hide your boner right before we took our 5 minute break" She said giving you grin "I always come out here for a smoke around then so I figured I'd make sure you weren't up to anything"
>You roll your eyes
>Sure Sour Sweet wasn't threatening you any more and you apparently didn't have to worry about her exposing your secret
>But that didn't mean she still wasn't bitch
>You wonder if this was how Sugarcoat felt about Aria
>"Well whatever" Sour says taking on last drag of her smoke before flicking away the butt "We should be heading back in" She says walking towards the mouth of the alley
>You follow only for her to turn back to you "And try not to get too excited this time"
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>Now the best response to this would be to just roll your eyes, say nothing, and just head back inside
>But something about the way Sour was giving you shit grated on you
>It wasn't even that different from the shit Sugarcoat regularly gave you
>But then again Sugarcoat had trusted you with her panties, snuggled up against you, and basically put on a show for you minutes earlier that you wouldn't soon forget
>And she was actually kinda nice to you
>So SHE got a pass
>And you were also a perpetual traveler of The Low Road
>So instead of being smart and staying silent you decided to say
"Don't worry, if that starts to happen I'll just look over in your direction"
>Hot damn did that feel fulfilling
>And you enjoyed that feeling for the 1 and half second it took Sour to register the dig at her
>You watched as her grin faded and she glared at you
>"Now listen here fucko" She said sauntering back towards you and poking you in the chest "Just because Sugarcoat likes having you around doesn't mean you can start getting a big head" She growled "And just so you know, you'd be lucky if I let you get an eye full of any of this" She said gesturing down at her body
>Which, you had to admit, was nice
>You hadn't tried to pay too much attention to Sour and the other girls
>Mostly because you knew they were all bang'n in their own right
>But you were having enough problems with all the thoughts of Sugarcoat on your mind
>Last thing you needed was some crazy thoughts of harems along with them
>But still now, with Sour almost pressed up against you in rage you couldn't help but take in the sight
>She was dressed in light green yoga pants that showed off her legs which, while not on the same level of Sugarcoat's, were still quite nice
>And that didn't really matter because she more than made up for it in the chest as her dark pinkish top that hugged what you guessed were very large C-cup breasts
>Honestly she was pretty damn fine
>Too bad she was crazy as fuck
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"I think I'll just keep my eyes to myself if it's all the same"
>The last thing you needed to be doing was to be getting any kind of ideas involving Sour Sweet of all people
>Sure you just established she was a real beauty
>But she was the kind you admire from distance
>Like a mushroom cloud
>"Whatever" She growled before turning on her heels and heading back towards the studio
>Well that was close
>But at least you could take solace in the fact you got one good dig in at Sour
>That would be something to keep you warm on cold winter nights
>But right now that was the least of your worries
>According to her you still had 40 more minutes of Yoga class to sit through
>You sigh and look down at the mostly spent cigarette between your fingers
>You bring it up to your lips and pull one last drag out of it
>You were gonna need all the nicotine you could get for this
>Finally you make your way back into the studio and see the girls huddle together talking or drinking from water bottles
>As soon as you walked in Sugarcoat turned and gave you a look which you returned as innocently as possible while taking your seat
>She just shrugged and went back to talking to Lemon Zest until the instructor called for everyone to return to their mats
>The next 40 minutes feel like an eternity
>You manage to not get hypnotized by just how flexible Sugarcoat can be
>But it was a close thing
>Finally the instructor announces the end of class and you let out a breath you hadn't been aware you'd be holding
>You watch as Sugarcoat slowly rises from her mat, making sure to roll it up, and heads back towards you
>"Would you hand me my towel Anon" She says handing you her yoga mat and nodding towards her bag by your feet
>It was only then you noticed the fine sheen of sweat she'd managed to work up
>You try not to get pulled in by the sight of Sugarcoat in her tight fitting workout clothes now glistening in the light and reach down into her bag and pull out a towel
>"Thank you"
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>You busy yourself with putting away Sugarcoat's yoga mat while she wipes off her face, neck, and shoulders with the towel
>"Well that was refreshing as always" You hear Sunny say as her and the rest of the girls make their way over to the two of you "I hope you weren't too bored sitting here by yourself Anon"
"No, it was fine" You say trying to downplay just how far from bored you'd been "I've never seen an actual yoga class before so it was interesting to watch"
>Yeah
>Interesting
>Sugarcoat had made sure you'd stayed interested alright
>"Cool" Lemon Zest beamed before turning to Sugarcoat "So Sugar we were all thinking of going out for lunch after this, you two should totally come"
>Food did sound pretty good to you right about now
>"Sorry, but we still have several more pressing errands to attend to today" Sugarcoat says wrapping the towel around her neck and motioning for you to get up and follow her
>"Aw c'mon Sugar" Zest says pleadingly as she and the rest of the girls follow you and Sugarcoat towards the door
>"Sorry, maybe next weekend" Sugarcoat says sounding just a little guilty as you all step outside
>"We'll hold you to that" Zap says putting a hand on Zest's shoulder "And you too Anon, you aren't getting a pass either"
>Great
>Another Saturday when you had to get up early
>What did these girls have against sleeping in
"Sounds fun" You say mostly to be polite
>"Indeed, we'll look forward to it" Sugarcoat says before heading down the sidewalk with you close behind
>You get a little ways away when you hear Sunny call after you "Have fun on your date you two!!!" making Sugarcoat stop dead with a big blush on her face
>"It's not a date!" She shouts turning back towards her friends
>"Sorry, can't hear you" Sunny calls back as you can see Zest and Zap giggling and Sour looking annoyed as they walk off down the opposite direction
>Ugh," Sugarcoat groan before turning back towards the way you were headed "I just can't believe them sometimes"
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>As the two of you kept walking you could tell Sugarcoat was still pretty miffed
>But if your short time with Sugarcoat had taught you anything it would be that the best way to take her mind off this was...
>Sarcasm
"So...on the bright at least Sour Sweet doesn't think we're dating" You say jovially
>Sugarcoat gives you a look "I know, because I was the one who told her" She says dryly
"True...but at least it's something" You say realizing you hadn't much helped the problem
>"So I take it the two of you had a talk then when you ran out to have your cigarette?" Sugarcoat says sounding mildly displeased
>Shit
"What, me? Smoking? No, I was just taking a ca..."
>"I can still smell it on you" Sugarcoat deadpans
>Damn
"Fine, yes, I talked to her while I was having a smoke" You say in a defeated tone noticing her brighten up if only slightly
>"Your honesty is appreciated" She says crossing her arms
>You're both silent for a second until you notice a smirk start to form on her lips
>Oh no
>"So I take it if you needed a cigarette that badly then that means you were enjoying the show?"
>What
>the
>fuck
>You knew she'd been fucking with you during the class with all those glances
>But you hadn't been expecting her to call you out on it
>The fuck were you supposed to say
>Yeah I was totally checking out your ass and the fact you can bend more than a pretzel
>Seriously
>Girl really was wild
"I feel like that's a loaded question" You say trying to fight down a blush
>Sugarcoat just chuckled as she watched you squirm "Perhaps" she said before coming to a stop at another store front "We're here" She said motioning for you to hand her the bag
"Is this place even open?" You ask looking the place over
>It looked like another studio and a quick glance up at the sign told you it was Two Steps Dance School
>"No it's not" Sugarcoat answered pulling out a set of keys "But my parent's know the owners and pay them to let me in on off days so I can practice by myself"
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"Wait, seriously?"
>You look up at the decently sized two story studio in front of you
>How the hell were they not open on a Saturday of all days
>Just how much money did Sugarcoat's parents have?
>"See for yourself" Sugarcoat said as she unlocked the door and pushed it open with a jingle of a bell before motioning for you to step inside
>Well you'd come this far
>You step inside and look around for a second only to hear the door close and lock behind you
>Wait
>What
>You whip around to see Sugarcoat finish turning the latches
"Um...why are you locking us in here?" You ask realizing that is close to the top of the list of things you never wanted to have to say out loud
>Sugarcoat just turns towards you with a skeptical look in her eyes
>"Because we can't just have people wandering in here while we're here, this place is supposed to be closed remember"
"O-oh, right" You say with a nervous laugh
>Dear lord you were starting to get too paranoid
>You blame Sour
>Sugarcoat just smirked and walked up patting you on the shoulder
>"What's wrong Anon? Feeling a little tense?" She giggled before heading towards the stairs
"Tense? Who me? Why would I be tense? I mean I'm only locked in a building with the girl who is blackmailing me and who happens to be the only person with the key...what's there to be tense about" You rattle off sarcastically
>But seriously if this had been with anyone other than Sugarcoat you would be decently freaking out right now
>"You know you don't have to keep bringing up the blackmailing thing" Sugarcoat said waiting for you on the steps "You've yet to do anything to make me consider using that picture" She added sounding miffed
>You had to admit you found that pretty cute
"True, and you really are an awesome girl, but for most people blackmail is kinda a sticking point" You say trying not to sound mean
>"That's a shame, I rather enjoy our current relationship" She said with a sarcastic smile as she stepped into one of the upstairs rooms
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>You follow her inside and it's about what you expected
>Big nearly empty room with a hard wood floor, a wall length mirror, and a polished wooden bar fixed to the mirror wall
>Yup
>Totally a dance studio
>Everything checks out
>"Pass me my bag would you" Sugarcoat says holding out a hand to you
"Sure" You say handing her the bag and watching as she sets it on the ground
>You're not sure what she could be looking for as she starts digging through the bag
>Then you watch as she kick off her shoes
"What you doing that for?" You ask legitimately curious
>"Isn't it obvious?" She says shooting you a look "I can't practice in tennis shoes" She says as she finally pulls a pair of ballet slippers out of the bag "Besides, they would scuff up the floor"
>Okay at least that part made sense
>You watch as she quickly ties up her slippers the reaches back into the bag and pulls out her phone fiddles with it for a sec
>"Here" she says handing you the phone along with her discarded shoes "Go plug that into the speakers over there and press play when I tell you" She says pointing to one of the windows were a set of small aux speakers are set up along with a chair
>You shrug and do as you're told taking a seat and watching as Sugarcoat goes through a series of stretches
>This didn't have much of an effect on you
>After all you'd just had a display of exactly how flexible Sugarcoat could be
>You wouldn't be caught staring this time
>And then
>As if she could hear your thoughts
>And wanted to prove you wrong
>You watch as Sugarcoat effortlessly lifted her leg and rested it atop the wooden bar
>And then, just as effortlessly leaned forward and touched her toes
>You're surprised you didn't hear the clatter as your jaw dropped
>This girl could bend
>And then as if it was nothing at all she unbent, pulled her leg back down and then did it again with the other leg
>Dear lord
>And it only got worse from there
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>It was like someone had went over to the spirit of ballet and said "Man, yoga must have the most flexible people ever"
>And ballet just turned up its nose at them and said "Hold my wine"
>You thought you'd seen every way Sugarcoat could bend
>Boy howdy were you wrong
>From this point on the tamest thing she did was when she laid down on the floor with both her legs straight and hands behind her back and leaned her upper body back
>And even then each time she did that you watched as her tight tank top tensed along her body and hugged her modest, but not nearly as modest as you once thought, chest
>Then she went through a series of stretches that started with a fricking splits
>Which she dropped down into like it was the easiest thing in the world
>Then after holding it for a few seconds bent her body so she could grab her toes, then let go and bent the other way to grab the other foot
>You couldn't take your eyes off her if you'd tried
>But luckily unlike during the yoga class Sugarcoat never once looked your way
>Which was good
>Because you were so engrossed watching her you could be drooling like a blood hound and never know it
>She goes through a few more crazy stretches that you would have never thought possible before finally standing up and pulling off the towel she still had resting on her shoulder and tossing it towards you which pulled you out of your stupor
>"Alright that should be good enough" She says looking back at you as smile grows across her face "Is everything alright Anon?" She ask with mock concern
>It's only about then you feel the warmth of the blush in your cheeks and try to play it cool
"Yeah, totally, why wouldn't I be" You say trying to will down the blood in your cheeks
>"My mistake then" She says with a giggle before taking what you guess was a ready position "Press play when you're ready"
>Well you needed something to keep your mind off what you just saw so you reach over and press play on her phone starting up the first song
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> [YouTube] Swan Lake Ballet (Music) (embed)
>As the music begins you watch as Sugarcoat begins daintily moving across the floor in time with the music
>You relax a little
>You won't have to worry about getting caught staring here
>Ballet is meant to be watched after all
>And honestly you've never really seen ballet
>Well you've seen ballet, but not really SEEN it
>You knew the basics
>Tutu's, slippers, dancing on your tip toes
>But you've never actually went and watched any of it
>So this might be a nice chance
>Broaden your cultural horizon or some shit
>30 mins later
>You were
>In
>Awe
>You weren't sure how many songs
>Were they called songs
>You vaguely remember they might be called movements
>Whatever
>You weren't sure how many had played but Sugarcoat was still going
>And while you didn't know dick about Ballet
>Or most dance to be honest
>It still didn't seem like she'd missed a beat
>And the way she moved had you hypnotized
>Not like when she'd been stretching either
>Cause you'd been pretty hypnotized by that too
>But this was different
>You were entranced as you watched her flutter and glide across the floor
>And the way that she'd moved
>Every movement seemed to have a purpose and lead into the next
>And no matter how much you watched
>You couldn't take your eyes off her
>Then you watched as she gave one last leap and landed gracefully into one last pose as the music came to a halt
>The room was quiet for a few moments
>The only real sound you heard was Sugarcoat's slightly labored breathing
>That is until you dumbly started clapping
>Sugarcoat turns to you and chuckles before giving you a short bow
>"Thank you, thank you" She said with mock adulation "Do you mind handing me that towel" She said pointing to the one from before
>You grab the towel and head over to her
>"Thank you, so I take it you enjoyed this show?" She smirked teasing you with the same question from earlier
>You didn't care
"Yeah, that was...kinda amazing"
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>You watch as Sugarcoat starts to blush
>"Th-thank you Anon, I'm glad you liked it" She says quickly turning and wiping her face with the towel "It has been sometime since I've practiced in front of anyone"
"Really?"
>You noticed a bit of a wistful tone in Sugarcoat's voice
>And now that you think about it this is kind of weird
>When you think about dance practices you imagine rooms like the one filled with a bunch of girls and an instructor
>And yet Sugarcoat's folks paid the owners here to let her have the whole place to herself
>It didn't take a rocket surgeon to figure out something was up here
>"Well, when I was younger I had...problems dealing with the other girls in my class" Sugarcoat admits as if sensing your connection "Eventually it got to a point where none of us wanted to practice with the other, but I still loved dance so my parents paid for private lessons"
>Now over the last few days you hadn't exactly batted a hundred on reading Sugarcoat's moods
>But right now even you could basically read the big neon letters of CHILDHOOD TRAUMA flashing over her right now
>You needed to try and cheer her up
>The key word being TRY
"Well yeah, that does sound like it really sucked" You said getting her attention "But hey, who needs girls like that anyway" You say falling back on the ancient Burnout way of FUCK THOSE GUYS "Plus if you can dance so good that even a guy like me can't stop watching I'd say you did pretty damn great"
>It was quiet for a few second where she just stood there staring at you
>Shit
>You really weren't any good when it came to motivational speeches
>But just as you were thinking of the best way to apologize you saw a smile creep across her face followed by a small tinkling laugh
>"Why thank you Anon" She says her smile widening "But you don't have to worry, I'm more than fine with the way things turned out" She went on as she brought a finger to her lip thoughtfully "But I do regret not having a partner to practice things with"
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>Oh
>Oh no
>You did not like where this
>Cause you might as well be a cat
>Cause nigga you sure don't dance
>Not unless you considered drunken skanking a dance
>Or that time you punched that hardcore dancer for fucking up a mosh pit
>Ah
>Good times
>But back to the present
>You did not have a good feeling about this
"I'd love to help you out there 2M, but I'm not exactly the uh...graceful sort"
>"Oh no, I wasn't suggesting that, you don't even have the proper shoes for that" She says making a point to gesture to your boots
>That was true
>There aren't many ballerinas who can twinkle their toes in a pair of work boots
>"But now that I think about it you might still be able to help me" She says as you see her eyes gleam as an idea begins to form
"Oh, okay, what you have in mind" You ask glad you dodged the dancing bullet
>"Tell me Anon, about how strong are you?" 
>That was an odd question
"Uh...I dunno, I bench around 130. maybe 135 on a good day...squat around 160" You say hesitantly
>Suddenly the bad feeling was back again
>"Perfect, then you can help me practice a move I've never done before" She says with a big smile
>"Oh...what kind of move?"
>Reeeeally starting to not like the sound of this
>"Oh, I doubt you'd know the name of the actual term" Sugarcoat seemed to enjoy drawing out your sudden unease as she turned away from you and took a few paces in the opposite direction "But if I were to put it into Layman's terms you could call it a Leaping Catch and Raise" She says turning back towards you with a determined grin
>It was only then you realized she was just far enough away to qualify a running start
>Ooooh no
"I think this might be a bad idea"
>Sugarcoat just grinned wider "Only one way to find out"
>And like that she ran several paces and leapt right at you
>SHIT
>Well now this was happening
>It happens so fast that you barely register as you catch her and hoist her over your head as you drop to one knee
>How does this stuff keep happening to you
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>Now this was a new physical experience or you
>You'd spent the better part of a year learning how to knock people down
>Lifting them up was a whole new can of beans
>You felt the muscles in your back, arms, and shoulders strain as you focused on keeping Sugarcoat aloft above you
>She on the other hand was focusing all the muscles in her core to keep herself stretched perfectly straight in your arms
"Um 2M, how much longer?" You ask doing your best to insinuate that you can't hold this position for ever
>"Just a little more" She says sounding like she was concentrating on this just as much as you "And...done, you can put me down now" She says as you feel her relax slightly in your grip
>Finally
>With great care you lower her back down to the floor
"Okay so how about we nev..." You begin only for Sugarcoat to reach down and help pull you back up to your feet and then wrap her arm around your neck pulling you into a hug
>"Thank you so much Anon! I always wanted to try that so much" Sugarcoat uncharacteristically squealed
>You just kind of stand there in shock for a few seconds not knowing where to put your hands and trying not to focus on how Sugarcoat is once again pressing her chest into you without noticing
"Oh...that's, um, great" You mumble "Just maybe give me more of a heads up next time" You laugh nervously prompting her to giggle too
>That puts you a bit at ease
>Which was funny
>Because at that moment you felt Sugarcoat go rigid in your arms as she realized she was hugging you and your faces were only a few inches apart
>She quickly jumped back letting you go and busied herself trying to smooth some non-existent wrinkles from her top
>"Well that should be enough practice for now" She says looking down to hide her blush
>Yeah
>Sure
>It was kind of a shame
>You really liked when she dropped her whole "Proper and no nonsense" act like she had during the movie
>But you also liked seeing her get fluster like this
>You'd call this a win-win
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"So, what now?" You ask deciding to see what new surprises Sugarcoat has in store for you
>Though honestly not too big of one you hope
>Your heart could only take so much
>"Now, you'll go outside and wait for me" Sugarcoat said firmly as she worked to compose herself again
"Okay, why?"
>"Because I'm not going to to my book club covered in sweat" She says walking to her bag and pulling out a change of clothes "And just because I let you wash my underwear doesn't mean I'm going to let you see me in them" She added with a smirk while you blushed
>The last thing you needed right now was more images of Sugarcoat floating in your head
>Luckily her ever present snark helped keep you focused
"Are you ever gonna stop giving me shit about that?" You ask trying to keep a straight face
>Sugarcoat giggled "Not anytime soon" She said pointing towards the door "Now go on, I don't want to be late"
>You roll your eyes and head out of the room making sure to pull the door closed behind you
>It wasn't that the thought of sneaking a peek hadn't crossed your mind
>But the part of your brain that hadn't been mostly overwritten by all the thoughts of Sugarcoat in various positions was very loudly reminding you that
>A). That was some real creeper shit to do
>But more importantly B). She was still blackmailing you and no matter how cool she'd been about it so far, it would be supremely retarded to risk pissing her off by trying to get a look at her changing
>So you just stood there in the hall killing time
>That is until a glimmer of light caught your eye from the room across from you
>The door was slightly ajar so you couldn't see what was shinning at you
>But there couldn't be much harm in taking a peek there, unless things suddenly went full anime and you accidentally barged on some other random girl alone and changing in this empty studio
>But not even your luck was that bad
>So you walk in and there spaced through out the room were shiny metal poles from floor to ceiling
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>Stripper poles
>Seriously
>Fucking stripper poles
>Talk about the last thing you imagined you'd run into today
>Though maybe you were wrong
>Maybe you were totally misjudging these completely innocuous polished steel poles
>Maybe these were for training aspiring firemen
>You look around and by the door you came in by and there on the wall was a small bulletin board of picture with chicks swinging or hanging from poles
>Yeah nah, these were totally stripper poles
>"Why am I not surprised you found your way to the pole dancing room"
>You whip your head back towards the door and see Sugarcoat staring at you with a hand on her hip
>She changed out of her her work out clothes and now was wearing a purple skirt over pink and white stripped leggings, an open shouldered pink top, and a denim vest
>It occurs to you this is actually the first time you'd ever seen her in truly casual clothes
>And boy did she look good
>But didn't she just ask you something
>Oh right
>Stripper poles
"Oh, um, I didn't mean to...I just didn't know that this was that kinda place" You say nervously
>"Why not, it's a pretty popular way to work out and lots of women find it quite empowering" Sugarcoat say walking in and resting a hand on one of the poles "I've even taken a few classes myself"
>Nani!?
>Sugarcoat
>Straight-laced, no nonsense, straight A's, Smartest girl in school Sugarcoat
>Knew how to work that pole
>Even your imagination could not begin to picture this
>And if you'd learned anything in the last couple of days
>It's that when it came to Sugarcoat you had a very active imagination
>Your disbelief must have been pretty visible too because Sugarcoat gave you that look where she scrunched up her face in annoyance at you
>"What, you don't believe me?"
"N-no, it's not that I don't believe you it's just that...well..."
>You couldn't believe her
>"Fine then, just watch" She said indignantly tossing her bag to you, dusted of her hands, and then grabbed on to the pole
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>[YouTube] T-Pain - Im In Love With A Stripper (embed)
>Now you had seen some shit
>Like seriously, last semester you'd driven to what was basically the school from High School musical
>Spent two days competing with them with everything thing from baking, to math, to fucking motocross and roller derby
>And capped it off with some chick you'd maybe seen actually go class like three times ascend to demon-hood and try to take over the world
>And once that was all over you met a guy who looked just like you and offered you a cigarette and magical survival counseling
>And this of all things was the thing that was what was blowing your mind
>But then again you were a simple man
>And Sugarcoat straddling a pole in a room with just the two off you was quite the site
>But you're getting ahead of yourself
>You'd watched as Sugarcoat sauntered up to the pole
>Reached up above her head
>And with strength you never knew she had hoisted herself up and wrapped her legs around the pole in a way that almost made you jealous and began
>to
>work
>Now earlier when you saw her dancing you'd thought about how that was pure art
>And now you were thinking the same thing
>Just not the same kind of art
>Like there was no vases or plinths for starters
>But still she had all the moves
>She started by moving to gods only know what kind of music she had in her head
>But hanging on the pole she bumped and grinded effortlessly as she spun and moved from position to position
>Hanging from the pole either by her arms or her legs
>At the end she flipped herself back and stared right at you with the biggest and most confident smile while hanging upside down and holding a splits for several seconds
>"Now do you believe me?"
>You believe in the beauty of God now
>But all you manage to say is
"Uh-huh" As you nod not caring that your mouth is probably hanging open in wonder right now
>"Good" She says wrapping her legs back round the pole, effortlessly pulling herself back up, then sliding down
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>"Here" She said picking up her bag and handing it to you "We've just enough time to make it before my book club starts" She said heading for the door
>You just nod and follow
>Not much else you can do
>You're still coming to terms with the fact Sugarcoat knows how to pole dance
>"It should go without saying, but you're not allowed to tell anyone about this, for obvious reasons"
"Fair enough" You say dumbly
>Hell, who would believe you
>Well maybe the Dazzlings
>But you knew they were probably the last people you should tell
>"Good" Sugarcoat said as you made it to the front door "You should consider yourself lucky, yet again you're the first boy I've let see something so personal" She chuckled as the two of you stepped outside and she relocked the door
>Thankfully her sarcasm was enough to pull you out of your mental slump
"Does this mean I should tip you a few singles?" You asked meeting her sarcasm as you let her lead the way
>She isn't even fazed, "No, but I'll settle for you paying for lunch" She says with a smirk
>Great
>Lucky you
>Though honestly lunch seemed like a small price to pay when you considered everything Sugarcoat had let you see today
>You just hoped she didn't pick anywhere too pricey
"So, what do you want me to do while you're in book club?"
>It seemed like a fair question
>You hadn't read the book, and it would be kind of weird to just sit there while they all talked about it
>But out of the corner of your eye you see Sugarcoat freeze for a second
>Now you'd sort of gotten better at reading her expression
>But you'd never seen this look on her face
>It looked kind of like a mix between worry and surprise
>At least that's what you thought before she picked up her pace and started walking ahead of you
>"O-oh, that, you can just wait outside until I'm d-done" She said hurriedly as you moved to keep up with her
"You sure" You ask pretty confused
>"Of course, and besides you said you had no interest in romance novels anyway didn't you?"
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>Okay this was weird
>Sugarcoat was the kind of girl who usually didn't mince words
>But here she was stuttering and talking like a mile a minute
>And it wasn't like other times like when she'd cuddled up with you during that movie
>All this over you going to her book club
>Something you hadn't even wanted to do
>And yet here you were
>Trying to keep up with an almost frantic Sugarcoat as she nearly tried to jog ahead of you for some reason
>What the hell
>"And here we are" Sugarcoat announced only slightly out of breath as she came to a stop in front of a small book store
>Seemed nice
>Kinda cozy even
>"Okay, you just wait here for me and when I'm done we can get some lunch" She said hurriedly as she gave you a weak smile and fished the book you'd seen her reading the other day out of her bag
"O-kay...sounds like a plan" You say figuring you might as well let this slide until she decided to tell you about it
>"Great, I'll see you in a little while" She said before hurrying into the bookstore
>Well
>So much for thinking you were starting to figure her out
>Least you had your headphones and smokes
>You put down Sugarcoat's bag and post up against the store front and set your music to random as you light up a smoke
>[YouTube] The Mighty Mighty Bosstones - Howwhywuz, Howwhyam (embed)
>You bob to the music and enjoy your smoke for a while realizing that if you were in any other part of town you'd probably look like a drug dealer
>But you were so close to Canterlot cops were more likely to give you a wave than to haul you in
>After a while you peek in through the window and spot Sugarcoat sitting in a circle of girls you didn't recognize all holding the same book
>You can't really see anything that would make her act so weird, but who knew
>That's when you realize that one of the girls is pointing at you and now all the girl's in the circle including Sugarcoat turn to look at you
>Oops
>You can't tell what they're saying
>You just give a wave
>with the hand holding your cig
>Shit
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>Great
>Just great
>You turn back towards the street as casually as possible
>Well you probably just fucked up again
>It was one thing that you'd probably already done whatever it was Sugarcoat was afraid you'd do
>But now you also showed her you were smoking
>Which meant another lecture
>Fuck
>But then again what did she expect you to do while you were out here
>oh well
>Might as well just try to keep your cool and brace for the nag fest to come
>You settle back in and listen as the song changes
>[YouTube] The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company [Official Music Video] (embed)
>You sit back and watch as people mill around on the sidewalks and work your way through your pack of smokes
>The patch of sidewalk by your feet was starting to look like a stubbed out cigarette graveyard by the time you heard the door to the book shop open and you saw Sugarcoat come hurrying out
>You were about to say something when you saw her look down at the mess of spent butts and make a sour face "Really?" She said with more than a hint of irritation in her voice
>You chuckle nervously as you kick the butts aside with your foot and shrug
>Only to realize you still had a lit one between your fingers which you quickly flicked towards the street
>Sugarcoat just let out a sigh "What am I gonna do with you?" She asked as she moved to her bag
"So..." You say hoping to lighten the mood a little "How was your book club"
>"It was fine" She said hurriedly as she stuffed her book back into the bag and stood back up shoving the bag back to you "Now let's go get lunc..."
>"So it is true" Came a gasp from the direction of the door which seemed to make Sugarcoat freeze
>You looked in the direction of the voice and saw some mousy and frumpy looking girls and
>No
>Fucking
>Way
>Is that the fucking chick who turned into a demon!?
>Twilight whatever
>Didn't she transfer to another school
>Before you could think anything else Sugarcoat had whipped around and stepped in front of you "Oh hey girls, sorry but we must really be going"
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>Sugarcoat's friends seemed to have the collective social awareness of Neon Lights
>Which meant they all totally ignored what Sugarcoat just said and came out and surrounded the two you
>You finally realize what it's like to be a bunny at the petting zoo surrounded by toddlers
>Except you're also low key terrified of the chick who tried to take over the world who apparently Sugarcoat hangs out with every weekend
>It's about then you tune back into what they're saying
>"I'm so glad you're learning to make friends"
>"Is it true you get in fights all the time?"
>"Have you ever been arrested?"
>"I can't believe you're really dating a delinquent like in the book"
>Wait what?!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa I take offense to that" You say holding up your hands to halt all the questioning "I'll have you know I'm a Burnout, not a delinquent thank you very much" You say firmly noticing Sugarcoat straight facepalm besides you
>You notice one of the girls, a frumpy looking one in a baggy sweater with red and purple hair pulled back in a ponytail, raise her hand before asking "Is there really a difference?"
"There is!" You say defiantly
>That's about when your brain decided to finish processing the rest of that last sentence
>The much more important bits
>Like the words "dating" and "like in the book"
"Datin..." You begin to say turn to Sugarcoat only for her to wrap her arm around yours while subtly stepping on your foot
>Not enough to hurt, but enough to let you know shutting up was the smart thing to do
>"Yes, dating, we're still new to this whole thing" She said to her friends
>Okay
>So word had gotten out to more than just Crystal Prep it would seem
>Good to know
>But there was one more thing that needed answering
>And given the way Sugarcoat was acting you could probably get way with asking about it
>At least for now
"What did you mean by 'like in the book' ?" you asked
>You watched as the other girls all blushed and Sugarcoat's grip on your arm tightened
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>Well you'd just managed to crank the awkward levels of this conversation up past 11
>But as you suspected
>There was still one girl socially retarded enough not to pick up on any of this and answer your question
>And surprise surprise
>It was ol' Twilight whatever
>"Oh we've been reading Dusk on the Wrong Side of the tracks" She happily explained holding up the book you'd seen them all reading
>The cover was like a PG-13 version of an old romance novel with a guy with slicked back hair, leather jacket, and chewing a toothpick looking at some girl who you'd say looked like how every girl here, besides Sugarcoat and Twilight of course, wished they look with her wire frame glasses, flowing silky hair, and modest yet form fitting sweater
>"It's all about this girl who finds herself having to tutor this down on his luck ruffian with two strikes on his record and how slowly they find they have feelings for each other that transcend their differing social classes" Twilight continued to rattle off
>Wow
>Wooooow
>You look over to Sugarcoat and immediately two things become evident
>One, she's blushing so hard right now you're not sure if her heart can keep up
>And two, you can see her visibly fighting the urge to curl up and die under the weight of her own mortification
>You realize Twilight has kept going with her little synopsis of this apparently Young Adult masterpiece and is now wrapping up and looking to you
>Well
>You did ask after all
"Huh...that does kind of sound like us, doesn't it?" You say turning to Sugarcoat
>Of course only if were willing to get considerably liberal with things like "facts"
>But to be fair that hadn't stopped the two of you so far
>Sugarcoat just looked back up to you with that forced smile "Yes, it really was quite a happy coincidence, wasn't it" She said gripping your arm tighter
>Oh yeah
>There was going to be a talk after this
>"So, how did you ask her out?" one of the girls asked
>Say what now?!
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>Oh great
>These girls were so starved for fulfilling social interaction that now romanticizing shitty fictitious teenage romance stories weren't enough
>Now they wanted to romanticize YOUR Shitty Fictitious Teenage Romance Story
>Which you honestly wouldn't mind them doing
>Except that it was Fictitous
>There was a reason Sugarcoat hadn't actively addressed the subject at school
>It was one thing to acknowledge people were spreading rumors
>It was another thing to tell those people the rumors were actually true
>Even if they weren't
>Because once someone thinks a rumor is true they ask questions
>Questions you weren't prepared to answer
>like this one
>"Did you offer her flowers?" One girls added in with a look that screamed "Like I picture my husbando doing for me"
>"Of course he didn't, he looks like the type who pinned her to her locker and told her he'd pick her up at 8" Insisted another who looked like the type to claim she only read "Realistic" hardcore Yaoi fanfiction
>Luckily though this sparked a heated debate among the girls which bought you some much needed time
"What should we tell them?" You muttered under your breath to Sugarcoat
>"I don't know, I was honestly trying to avoid this" She muttered back still doing her best to keep her forced casual facade up "Why don't you think of something?" She hissed gripping your arm tighter for emphasis
>Which was A) Not all that hard given your differences in strength and B) Much more distracting than you were sure she was aware of
>Was she even wearing a bra?
>But you had an idea
>Kinda
"Fine, but you gotta promise to go along with me and not get mad" You say as you prepare for what comes next
>"I can promise you at least one of those things" She said as the girls started to lose steam in their arguments
>Great
>Well hopefully this goes better than the last time you tried talking yourself out of a problem
>You doubted you could salvage this problem by tackling Twilight to the ground like you did Gloves
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"Ladies" You say pouring as much Norman Rockwell wholesome charm into your little facade as possible
>Why you were channeling Norman Rockwell while preparing to talk to a group of girls who all saw you as a bad boy rebel without a cause you didn't know
>But then again you also didn't know you were apparently a bad boy to begin with
>So why start questioning things now that you'd gotten all of their attention "If you really want to know I could just tell you"
>There were several excited gasps as well one girl squealing "Tell us, tell us, tell us!"
>Well here goes nothing
"It's actually kinda funny, we met at school, she found me smoking behind the bleachers, she told me it was against the rules, I told her I don't fuck with no rules, she told me it was bad for my health, I said so were nosy girls with pigtails" You went on deciding the best way to lie was coloring the truth up "We started getting into fights with each other all the time, the kind with words I mean, and then the fighting led to flirting and the flirting led to...well...let's just say the next thing I knew Sugarcoat was telling me I was taking her out Saturday. Between you and me girls I think she just wanted the chance show off a little for me" You say with a wink before turning to look at Sugarcoat with your best fake lovebird look
>She returned it while also pressing her foot down slightly harder onto yours
>You guess that means she wasn't a fan of your little story
>Fair enough
>But her friends were eating it up
>"That's so romantic" the girl with red and purple hair sighed
"Isn't it though" You said trying your hardest not to let the sarcasm dam break "But we still have a lot to do before I take her home so if you don't mind.." You trailed off turning with Sugarcoat and slowly making to leave
>The rest of the girls waved and said their goodbyes
>And all the while you and Sugarcoat just smiled and waved back until you were a safe distance away
>"Are they still watching?" Sugarcoat asked
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"I don't think so, but we should probably duck around that corner just to be safe"
>"Sounds like a plan" Sugarcoat agreed as the two of you tried to hurry towards the corner without her letting go of your arm
>As soon as you rounded the corner your breathed a sigh of relief
>Which was quickly cut short by Sugarcoat pulling her arms from yours and slapping you in the chest
>"Nosy girls with pigtails" She angrily quoted at you
>Now normally your first inclination wasn't to be the bigger man
>But the smarter part of your brain liked to remind you how Sugarcoat could get away with the shit you got put through around her because
>Lest you forget
>SHE WAS BLACKMAILING YOU!
>But something about that whole scene back there rubbed you the wrong way
>And Sugarcoat getting mad at you about all of this
>At
>You
>OF ALL PEOPLE
>That made you finally find the mute button for the smarter part of your brain
>And by that point all your built up pettiness was ready to flow
"Oh, I'm sorry, did you not like that part" You say pouring on the sarcasm "I was a little caught up pretending to be a DELINQUENT who you're bragging to people that you're dating"
>You watch as Sugarcoat shrinks back for a second at your little out burst
>But instantly recovers and fires back with "I wasn't bragging, Twilight told them that"
"How the hell would she know"
>"Because she's friends with all of my friends, one of them probably told her"
"Fine, but since when does that make me a delinquent?"
>Sugarcoat looks shocked "You've always been one" She shouts in disbelief
"No I haven't" You shout back
>Great comeback
>"Yes you have" Sugarcoat rebuts "You sit in the back of the class, you don't care about your grades, you sneak off whenever you can to smoke" She counts off on her fingers before grabbing your hand and holding it up "And you get into fights"
>Well this was enlightening
"2M that doesn't make me a delinquent"
>"Oh, then what does it make you?"
"A fucking public schooler" you sigh
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>You obviously caught her off guard with that as the look of anger on her face seems to evaporate leaving only confusion
>"What?"
>Oh boy
>Well in for a penny
"2M, where I used to go to school I wasn't considered some kind of anti-social brooding bad boy who got into fights...I was the nerd" You say surprised you would even have to explain something like that to anyone "At my old school delinquents were kids like these guys I used to know who got expelled after trying to steal the a cop car while they were being arrested"
>Sugarcoat just stares at you in disbelief "Anon I'm not in the mood for jokes..."
"Look at this face" You cut in pointing to your face, which in a rare turn of events, is totally devoid of humor and sarcasm "Is this the face of someone who jokes"
>You realize that technically it is
>It is your face
>You like to joke
>You're a funny guy
>But not now
>The funny is dead
>This is your #realtalk face
>Sugarcoat picks up on this and let's you go on
"I never actually broke any rules back in the day and I only started smoking to deal with the stress of trying to get into a better school so I could have a chance at going to college" You say with a sigh
>This is why you didn't like #realtalk
>It had a habit of getting way too personal real fast
>Hell you'd only ever talked about this stuff with the Dazzlings
>And that was only because you'd been drinking
>Well fuck it
>You were here now
>Might as well keep going
"As for getting into fights, sure I've been in my share of them, but never because I wanted to, and I only learned how to fight back cause I got sick of getting beat up"
>By now Sugarcoat wasn't looking mad anymore
>If anything she looked sorry for you
>Which wasn't any better
"Listen I know I'm not exactly the poster kid for a school like Crystal prep, but I damn sure ain't some modern day Bender from Breakfast Club"
>There it was
>You said your piece
>Now to get yelled at
>Or worse
>You wait there for a few second, and then
>"I'm sorry"
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>Shit
>You hadn't been expecting that
>She actually apologized
>"I didn't mean to...I mean...perhaps I have been a bit quick to judge you" She continues seeming to pick her words carefully
"It's okay" You sigh
>Damn fucking crush
>What are you supposed to do if you can't stay mad at the person who is blackmailing you
>"No it isn't" Sugarcoat said firmly "I know our relationship is...complicated"
"You're blackmailing me" You cut in
>Not very polite
>But you feel it needs to be said
>"Complicated" Sugarcoat reiterates testily "But it was never my intention to put you in situations like this or the one with Golden Gloves" She says looking back down at your bruised hand "Looking back on it, I can see I may have been more than a bit short sighted, so I apologize for putting you into those situations" She said looking back up to you
>Sonuvabitch
>She really did make it kind of impossible to hate her
"Fine, I guess it was kind of stupid to get mad about you letting your friends think you're dating a delinquent" You say scratching the back of your head
>That's when you see Sugarcoat blush as her cheeks puff out
>"I told you I wasn't the one who told them we were dating" She says stomping her foot
>Okay that was just too cute
>And since it felt like all the energy had gone out of your fight, you might as well have some fun
>And teasing Sugarcoat seemed like a much better way at getting back at her in all honesty
"Really, then why didn't you just tell them we aren't dating like all your other friends?" You say crossing your arms and giving her a smug look
>You grin as you watch her blush deepen
>"That's just...well...because"
"Hey, I get it" You say "You just really wanted to brag to your friends that you could totally find an emotionally vulnerable bad boy of your own, just like in your book" You say remembering your conversation the other day in the library
>And while you totally didn't agree that you were a bad boy
>At least you were her type
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>"I told you I'm not interested in bad boys" Sugarcoat protested cutely
>This was nice
"Hey, it's okay, we all have our little fantasies" You joked "In middle school I wanted to date goth girls"
>You were making sure to enjoy every second of this
>Lord knows it would be back to usual routine of her taking the piss out of you soon enough
>"For the last time..." Sugarcoat began
"Okay, okay fine" You say putting up your hands in a calming gesture "Just one question, would it be better if I rode a motorcycle?"
>"Anon" Sugarcoat said in an irritated voice "If you don't stop this right now lunch isn't the only thing you're going to be paying for"
>And that was your cue
>It was fun while it lasted though
"Yes ma'am" You say comically standing at attention as Sugarcoat began massaging her temples still blushing from a mix of anger and embarrassment
>"I'm beginning to question why I put up with you" She says halfheartedly as she motions for you to follow her
>You've been wondering that since day one
>Too bad for her you'd already moved past that phase into irrational affection
"On the bright side it's these same qualities that make me all yours" You say deciding to keep up with the banter to lighten the mood
>Sugarcoat just chuckled to herself as a small smile crept across her face
>Ha
>You knew she couldn't resist trading sarcastic one liners with you
>"Wouldn't that mean no one else wants anything to do with you"
>A harsh, but fair point
"All great art goes unappreciated in its lifetime" You retort earning a snort of laughter
>"Yes, truly you're an abstract masterpiece"
"Hey now, I like to think of my self as more of an impressionist thank you very much"
>In fact you did a great Groucho Marx and Rodney Dangerfield
>Especially when Sugarcoat was involved
>Cause she gave you No Respect
>"Well I'll admit you're surprisingly culture...in your own way"
"Wow, was that an actual compliment?"
>"Don't make me regret giving you it" She warned still smiling
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"I think we both know it's too late for that" You smile smugly while following along "So where we headed now?"
>"To lunch of course" Sugarcoat says matter of factly
"O-oh, great" You say remembering how Sugarcoat had said you'd be the one paying and hoped you had enough cash
>You weren't exactly Mr. Moneybags to begin with
>But you did have some walking around money on you, plus the money you had planned on spending on booze for weekend hanging with the Dazzlings
>That is until a certain cute, sarcastic, and very very flexible whirlwind had swept you up
>So you could afford someplace nice
>just not TOO nice
>"Don't worry" Sugarcoat said not even turning to look at you "The place I have in mind should be comfortably affordable"
>There she went again
>How did she read your fucking mind like that
"Good to know" You say hoping Sugarcoat's amazingly timed telepathy hadn't caught some of your more suggestive thoughts "Any place I'd have heard of?"
>"I doubt it, but it's one of my mother's favorite places to eat though"
"Oh, food must be pretty good then" You say remembering the decor of Sugarcoat's place and figuring if there was anyone with richer taste than her, it would have to be her mom
>Sugarcoat made a weird face "The food is good, but I think she rather more prefers the...ambiance"
>That didn't put you at ease
>What kind of place was she dragging you to
>Though aside from the awkward meeting with her book club and sharing a smoke with Sour Sweet you'd so far come out enjoying all of Sugarcoat's surprises today
>Especially the pole-dancing one
>Really hope she wasn't reading your mind right now
>You turn a corner and see the gaudiest place ever
>Someone had turned what you think used to be an old Chinese place into a kind of monument to England
>Complete with Union Jack flying and poorly constructed Big Ben made out of plywood out front
"Man, get a load of that place" You say with a snicker
>"Ahem" Sugarcoat says with a small blush
>Oh
>Shit
>Seriously
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>Well your mom always said you needed to try new things
>You just never thought one of them would be eating at a place as British as Princess Diana and twice as much a car wreck
"It seems...nice" You say trying your best not to outwardly cringe "I can see why your mom must like it"
>Sugarcoat sighs as she blushes
>She's obviously having second thoughts on this
>"My mother has always been rather...obsessed with British culture" Sugarcoat admits making her way across the street towards the cafe "She thinks of it as the pinnacle of sophistication...even when it's presented as over the top as this"
>Ah
>So she's a total Tea-aboo
>Now this makes sense
>Superior British Tea boiled over a thousand times and all that shit
"Huh, must have been interesting growing up with that" You say doing your damnedest to bottle up all the terrible jokes you were currently coming up with
>"You have no idea" Sugarcoat said with a tired sigh "Hello Octavia" Sugarcoat said greeting the hostess station just outside the front door
>"Hello Miss Sugar, it's great to see you again" Said the girl with a decently thick British accent
>You wonder if that's natural or if they make her do it for the job
>"It's so good to see you again" She says before noticing you "And you brought a...friend" She said using her accent to draw every last syllable out of the word while giving Sugarcoat a sly look
>Great
>You were hoping you could get through your meal without having to keep this shit up
>"Yes I have, is our usual table open?" Sugarcoat asked mirroring your tiredness and pushing past the subject
>"You got here at just the right time love, follow me" Octavia said grabbing a pair of menus and leading the two of you towards the outdoor seating
>And only a few feet away from Big Ben
>You were so lucky
>Octavia waited until you were seated then handed you the menus before heading back to her podium
"She sure seemed friendly" You say trying to make conversation as you look over the menus
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>"My mother and I come here several times a month so we've become rather acquainted with the wait staff" Sugarcoat said simply
>Wow
>Several times a month
>Just how big of a Brit nerd was Sugarcoat's mom
>Either that or the food really was that good
>But British food and good weren't words one typically arranged in the same sentence unless it was spoken with heavy sarcasm or broken up by a "is not very"
>So you'll just treat this as a learning experience
>" 'Ello guvs and welcome to the Queen and Country, the finest public house on this side of the Thames. My name is Pip and I'll be your server, what can I get you and your lordship today Miss Sugarcoat" A small cockney boy rattled off popping up beside the table seemingly out of nowhere
>FUCKING HELL
>Little dude nearly gave you a fucking heart attack
>And what was up with the way he was dressed
>kid looked like as soon as he was do taking your order he was gonna go audition to play Oliver Twist 
>Sugarcoat doesn't seem to be fazed by any of this either
>She just glances down at the menu before ordering
>"Hello Pip, we'll have an extra large order of the fish and chips to split between us" She said handing him her menu "Does that sound okay to you" She asked
"Uh, yeah, sure" You say realizing that was probably the only British meal you knew off the top of your head
>"Very good mum, and will you be having your usual to drink?"
>"Yes I will"
>"And you sir?
"Oh..uh..I'll just take a soda"
>"Very good, I'll be right off to fetch your order" Pip chirped happily before scurrying off inside
"Dear lord that kid was so cockney it hurt"
>"He really is good kid" Sugarcoat said with a faint smile
"Yeah, I bet, so...you're mom's super big into British stuff huh"
>"Oh yes, in fact we've been to England about 8 times since I was young"
"Cool, so I guess she must be into the BBC and stuff" You say as an idea pops into your head
>"Indeed, I grew up on a lot of British programming"
"Okay then I have a question for you..."
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"...Doctor Who or Red Dwarf" You say lacing your fingers and watching Sugarcoat intently
>"Pardon?" Sugarcoat said raising an eyebrow
"It was a simple question, which do you think is the superior show?" You ask
>Sugarcoat just looks at you for a second then begins looking thoughtful for a few moments before finally answering "Blackadder" with a smirk
"Ooooh, good choice" You say not expecting her to surprise you like that "But you didn't answer my question"
>"But I did, you merely asked which I thought was the superior show and I answered you" She said confidently
"Spoken like a true Rimmer" You say crossing your arms and leaning back in your seat
>"Rimmer, me?" Sugarcoat said sounding mildly affronted
"Hey, if the forehead letter fits" You say shooting her a grin
>"I am NOT a Rimmer, if anything I'm a Kochanski" She said firmly
"Ha, that's a total Rimmer answer" You say teasing her
>"Oh, so then who would that make you"
"C'mon, isn't it obvious" You say holding out your arms theatrically "I'm a total Lister"
>Sugarcoat rolls her eyes at you
>"More like The Cat if you ask me" She says with a smirk
>Ouch
>Now that hurt
"Hey now, I am nowhere near that vain"
>Or that sharp a dresser now that you think about it
>"Really, and just how much work went into picking out that outfit" She asked with a giggle pointing to your clothes
"Incredibly little considering yours was the only laundry I got around to doing this week" You say snarkily
>Sugarcoat let out a pretty little laugh "Then I suppose I should consider myself grateful"
>The two of you trade banter some more until Pip, the Cockney wonder waiter, returns with your food placing a basket of fish and chips between you along with your soda and a cup of tea for Sugarcoat
"Wow, this is really good" You say between bites as the two of you begin eating
>"I told you the food was good" Sugarcoat smiles
>Man
>This was nice
>And so far nothing had come along to ruin it
>"Hey, is that Anon over there"
>SONUVABITCH
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>Shit
>Shitshitshitshit
>What were the fucking odds
>Of all the people in this town
>Why did it have to be them
>You hunch down in your seat and try to hide your face with your arm
>"Anon" Sugarcoat says to you with a worried look "Is everything alright?"
"Al-alright? Of course everything's alright, why wouldn't things be alright" You say trying to hide your nervousness
>Maybe they hadn't really seen you
>"Well, well, well" Came a voice from the sidewalk "So it really was you loser"
>WHY HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME!!!
>There was no mistaking it
>You'd recognize that raspy annoying shit eating grin of a voice anywhere
>"What's the matter Anon, ain't you gonna say hi to your ole pal Gilda?" Said the girl in question as she hopped the small fence that separated the outside of the cafe from the sidewalk and strolled up to your table
"H-hi Gilda...fancy meeting you here" You say straightening back up
>You knew better than to show fear around her, especially while her two croonies hung back by the fence to watch
>"Things ain't been the same since you went and ran off to that fancy pants rich kid school"
>Oh
>Wow
>You hadn't felt this grateful to be stuck in Crystal Prep since your acceptance letter came in the mail
>I guess every cloud really does have a silver linning
>Now things at your old school hadn't been all that different for you than at C-prep
>You'd been a social outcast that no one really wanted to hang around with
>But you'd leaned more along the lines of the nerdy kid who wrote stories and dreamed of a better life rather than the cynical jaded misanthrope who kept to himself and hoped for a ticket out of this town
>And while you'd learned over the years how to fight and keep your head down
>You weren't able to keep your head low enough for Gilda not to get a hold of you
>She may not have been the sharpest light bulb in the crayon box
>But she knew that you were smart, liked to run your mouth, and kept out of trouble
>And she could use that
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>Now your time with Gilda and her crew hadn't been all that different from your early relationship with The Dazzlings
>Except for the part where you all moved on from a I'll watch your back if you watch mine mentality into genuine friendship in the face of immeasurable teenage dickishness
>Gilda on the other hand saw you as a few steps above a gofer/punching bag
>Her and her girls would have you tell jokes, keep your ears open for any trouble coming their way, and smooth talk/distract/outright lie to any teacher if they got themselves into trouble
>You were basically a weird cross between a lawyer and an alibi
>You weren't really part of their crew
>And they never really bullied you
>Of course they'd been shitty, just in the way that it really wasn't worth the effort to make you totally miserable
>But they did make sure you were aware that it was always better than actually having no one watching your back in a school like yours
>And despite how much you joked C-prep could be like a prison at times
>It was nothing compared to your old school
>S you went a long with them
>Helped keep them out of real trouble and put up with them talking shit about you
>Least til you got your acceptance letter
>You kept that a secret and planned to just disappear into the sunset and leave the bitches hanging when they realized you wouldn't be there to cover their asses for them
>Of course that BEEN the plan
>Until your English teacher wanted to make a big deal about how you won the Scholarship ride out of that hole
>Gilda hadn't really liked that
>But English was at the end of the day so you managed to get your shit out of dodge before she or her goons could get their claws into you again before you left
>It had seemed like a good idea at the time
>But now
>Now you were questioning the idea of burning bridges based on your ability to out run the flames
>But hey
>Hindsight was regularly a bitch like that
"R-really now, well you guys look like you're doing alright"
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>"Oh yeah, we've been doing just fine" Gilda grinned as one of her flunkies hooted an affirmative and the other gave a sarcastic thumbs up before she leaned down and leered at you "But we could always be doing better"
>FUUUUUUUUUUUCK
>You weren't sure what kind of idea the slow moving gears in Gilda's head had been cranking out
>But You'd given her the whole Summer and a good chunk of this semester to think up something
>It was then you saw Gilda's eyes travel down towards the table and notice your still bruised knuckles
>"What do we have here, has our little Anon been getting into fights?" She crowed to her friends reaching down faster than you expected and grabbing it, gripping tightly across the knuckles as she held up the hand for emphasis
>Damn
>Shit hadn't hurt that much before
>But then again you hand tried putting your hand in a vice either
>You'd forgotten that Gilda made up for her less than stellar IQ by being pretty damn strong
>"See, I was right, it's not safe for a loser like you to go around without someone watching your back" She said leering back down at you
"Ac-actually I've been doing..."
>"Anon, you can't go letting people walk all over you, you need someone like us so things like that don't happen" Gilda said sweetly despite the predatory glint in her eyes
>"So why don't you just go ahead and give me your number so we can..."
>"Excuse me" Came a flat irritated tone from across the table
>Oh shit
>You'd forgotten about Sugarcoat
>And if looks could kill you wouldn't be having a Gilda problem right now
>She was sitting there, arms crossed, and glaring up at Gilda
>And she did not look happy
>You'd thought she'd looked cute when she was mad, but there was nothing cute about how she looked now
>"Oh, is this one of your nerdy little friends" Gilda asked smirking back at Sugarcoat while squeezing your hand a but harder
>You took that as your cue
"This is Sugarcoat, she's..."
>"I'm Anon's Girlfriend"
>Say what now
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>What followed were several incredibly long seconds of absolute silence
>And when you say it was silent
>You mean it was SILENT
>Like someone just popped a boner in the locker room silent
>Granted
>You knew Gilda wasn't the "Quickest wit"
>But you were sure even her and her friends could manage to handle the concept of you having a girlfriend
>Gilda and her friends all burst out laughing
>Okay, yeah
>They seem to have grasped the concept
>You also think you might have heard a high pitched girlie squeal from over by the main doors
>That was probably Sugarcoat's hostess friend
>But you had bigger problems right about now
>"O-oh, that's good, that's good" Gilda said finally getting a hold of herself "I almost thought you were serious there for a sec. So Anon, who is she, one of the little losers from your Chess club or..."
>"I already told you" Sugarcoat cut in tersely not letting go of any of her irritation "I'm Anon's Girlfriend, and frankly you're ruining our date"
>Now there were a lot of things you'd like to say to Sugarcoat at the moment
>Like "Hey, aren't you laying the whole we're dating thing on a little thick" or "2M now's not really the time" or more importantly "Sugarcoat, please don't poke the angry bear girl with a stick"
>But you were too busy being floored by the fact she was standing up to Gilda of all people
>Which you knew for a fact only stupid or horribly shortsighted people tended to do
>Or people who, unlike you, hadn't seen her fight before
>Though High School seemed to have mellowed her out a little
>She hadn't gone for a diving headbutt across the table yet
>Still you could tell she certainly wasn't laughing anymore
>"Oh really?" Gilda hissed actually letting go of your hand and turning all the way to face Sugarcoat "Well I'm real sorry Sugarcube or whatever your name is, but me and Anon have got some business to settle so why don't you take a hike and powder your nose or something, I'll give him back when I done...maybe"
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>Oh well now that sure didn't put you at ease
>And what is Sugarcoat thinking
>It was one thing when she was squaring up with Aria in the library
>You could have always stepped in and at least held Aria back if things got out of hand
>But Gilda
>Gilda wouldn't think twice about taking it to Sugarcoat right here in front of you
>Hell, she might enjoy it more knowing you were watching the fight
>You do your best to try to convey this information to Sugarcoat with your eyes
>But unfortunately she is still just glaring daggers right back at Gilda
>"I don't think so" Sugarcoat says defiantly "Right now Anon's business is my business, and neither of us want anything to do with whatever business you think you have with him"
>Ho-
>-ly
>Shit
>Are you fucking for real right now
>Even Neon Lights has more sense of self-preservation than what Sugarcoat is showing right now
>"Why you little bi..." Gilda growls clenching her fist
>"In fact" Sugarcoat went on confidently "I think you and your friends are the ones who should be...taking a hike I think is how you put it"
>OOOOOOOOOOOOOH
>[YouTube] NOW YOU FUCKED UP (embed)
>You hear one of Gilda's friends gasp in disbelief
>The other was already fumbling for her phone
>She didn't want to miss what came next
>You could already feel the tension rising and rising
>The next few second were a blur you only kind of remember
>Gilda yelled something at Sugarcoat
>Then her fist shot back
>Sugarcoat realized how stupid she'd been all at once and fumbled trying to protect herself
>Turning her head away from Gilda and shutting her eyes
>But after a few second and no hit she turned back and looked up to see what happened
>And what had happened was YOU
>Not even thinking
>Shot up out of your seat
>And grabbed hold of Gilda's wrist stopping her punch
>So here you were, stopping the bully who pretended to be your friend from punching the girl who was blackmailing you and was pretending to be your girlfriend
>Sonuvabitch
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>Fuck this sure got intense real fast
>Thinking about it though, on the outside you might have looked cool
>You'd certainly ticked several teen movie underdog cliches at one
>Stand up to childhood bully
>Save the girl
>Yadda yadda yadda
>You may have lost some points since said bully was a chick, but you sure it still counted somewhere
>But on the inside
>On the inside you were freaking the fuck out
>You were standing up to Gilda of all people
>Fucking Gilda
>Once upon a time you'd seen her take down 3 girls at once
>Hell you could even tell now after the initial grab she'd stopped more out of surprise than anything
>But as soon as you saw her going for Sugarcoat you'd reacted on instinct
>Damn you hated instinct
>It always went and made your body do stuff on its own
>Then left your brain and body holding the bill after it fucked right off
>Or in this case, holding the violent manipulative bitch
>Thanks alot
>"Whoa Anon" Gilda whistled turning back towards you "I'm impressed, did you buy yourself a backbone at that fancy new school" She taunted
>You could feel her muscles tense under your grip as she began trying to pull her arm free
>But surprisingly
>It wasn't that hard to keep hold of her
>Huh
>That's when you remember
>Old Anon hadn't spent several months going to the gym 3-5 times a week or run football drills for 2 hours everyday after school
>You might have still been the same nerdy ass guy she'd pushed around in Middle School deep down
>But now all that nerdiness was nestled comfortably under several layers of well-built muscle
>And despite her best efforts it was taking far less muscle to keep a hold of Gilda than she was using to try to get free
"Gilda, I think you should leave...now" You say feeling a bit of confidence begin to build inside you
>"Oh really" Gilda nearly growled leaning closer towards you "And what're you gonna do if I don't Anon?" She smirked coldly "You gonna make me dweeb?"
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>That...
>That was actually a good question
>How exactly DID you plan to make Gilda leave
>Because you knew from experience she wasn't too fond of doing things peacefully
>Especially things she wasn't fond of
>Which currently included Sugarcoat and probably you
>There of course was the simple solution
>Which was to of course give Gilda what she wanted and arguably what she'd been asking for for years and just fight her right here and now
>Except it was hardly that simple
>Because typically no one believes the guy when he explains after the fight that "No, no really, she had it coming"
>And they also had similar thoughts on the argument "Well she started it"
>Also people tended to call the cops on teenagers who started knock down drag out fights on restaurant patios
>Even if the carnage was bound to improve the decor 
>Which left you with limited options
>No wait
>That wasn't the right word
>Oh right
>It left you with NO options
>For now you were making due by giving her the silent treatment and your best menacing stare
>But you could tell by the look in her eyes it wasn't doing much
>Even Gilda could manage the same mental math you'd just gone through
>If a bit slower
>She was probably realizing that you didn't have a next move by now
>And the shock value of all this had worn off her friends and they had started to cheer her on
>Which didn't make things any easier
>Gilda loved working to a crowd
>Best thing you could do would probably be to defend yourself
>Sure Gilda fought dirty
>But so did you
>And you'd seen her fight more times than you could count so you knew what to expect
>She'd probably try to sucker punch you with her free hand, which you could catch with luck
>Then it would just be a matter of dodging the headbutt, knee to the balls, or possibly bite that followed up after
>You mental strategy rundown was interrupted by a rather purposeful cough followed by someone off to the side going...
>"Ahem"
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>You all turn to see that hostess chick standing a few feet away looking remarkably calm
>Honestly you'd forgotten she was even here
>Though to be fair you were reasonably preoccupied at the moment
>"What do you want loser" Gilda snarled obviously getting tired of all the interruptions
>Despite Gilda's growing temper the chick seems just as unflappable
>"Pardon me Miss, but this is a restaurant so if you insist on pestering our guests I will be forced to ask you to leave" She say letting her accent indicate how much of her politeness was forced at the moment
>"We'll leave when I say we leave"Gilda snapped earning cheers from her friends as they began to climb over the gate to get in on the fun
>Shit
>Even though you can't remember their names at the moment you're not excited to see them joining in
>Sure, they weren't really anywhere near as good of fighters as Gilda
>They were more "Put the boot to 'em while they're down" types
>But 3 against 1
>Wait or was it two
>Two and a half?
>Fuck
>Whatever
>Point was you didn't like your odds
>"That is unfortunate then" The hostess tchh-ed to herself
>Octavia!
>That was this broad's name
>Hope she knew some kind of secret British Kung-fu or something
>Otherwise this was gonna get messy
>"Bus boy!" She called loudly towards the restaurant where you only just realize the little waiter kid Pip was standing with a smile holding open the door
>Ho
>Ly
>Shit
>You watch as a wall of muscle with a flat top bigger than even Power Lifter comes jogging out right up next to Octavia
>"YES MISS YOUR LADYSHIP OCTAVIA MA'AM SIR" The big guy nearly shouts in the worst fake British accent you've ever heard
>And you'd heard Sonata's Johnny Depp impersonation
>"Buff love, could you be a dear and help escort these three off the premises" Octavia cooed as she pointed to Gilda and her friends who suddenly looked a LOT less confident than they had before
>"YES MA'AM..I MEAN MUM...I MEAN..YEAH OKAY!" He says eagerly taking a step forward
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>You watch as the rage turns to horror on Gilda's face
>And you try not to let it show too much how much you're enjoy this
>But then again catharsis is the drug of a truly petty soul
>So if you had to measure your grin on a scale from 1 to Hardcore German Porn
>It would definitely be shit eating
>As "Bulk" lumbers towards you you glance over your shoulder and already see Gilda's goons fall over themselves as they scramble back over the fence
>One nearly eating sidewalk as she trips and the other whining as her pants somehow get caught on the fence keeping her from getting away
>Looking back to Gilda you find she's frozen in place as she stares up hulking dude
>Knowing Gilda as only someone like you could
>You know that despite every one of her few brain cells screaming at her to run away while the getting is good
>Her ego is telling her she can take him
>And until now you would have told her the odds of that happening would be about the same as Sugarcoat being your GF
>Oh yeah, that reminds you
>Sugarcoat had been rather adamant on pretending to be your GF with Gilda for some reason
>You'd have to ask about that
>But that could wait since right now Bulk the Bus Boy was currently eclipsing the sun in front of you
>"I'M SORRY MA'AM, BUT I'M GONNA HAVE TO ASK YOU TO LEAVE OR ESCORT YOU OFF THE PREMISE" He shouts down at Gilda
>You see out of the corner of your eye as Gild starts to make a fist with her free hand
>Welp
>Time to step in
>Even if you hated her, you weren't gonna let her instigate her own savage beating
>Not before you had time to gloat that is
"I think this is where you run away before you embarrass yourself in front of my girlfriend" You say leaning close to her
>She looked to you, Sugarcoat, then Bulk, and then her friends before she growled "Fine" Then pulled you close "Things ain't over between us" She hissed
"Pretty sure we're about as done as your friend's pants over there" You grin as you watch Gilda's friend blush and cover her ass
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>Gilda growls and tries to look intimidating
>But the effect is undercut by her friend's embarrassed attempts to cover her now visible and comically adorable pair of teddy bear panties with both hands
>Sometimes...
>Sometimes life just gives you a gem and you just have to savor it like a fine wine
>Okay that metaphor got away from you but who cares
>YOU FINALLY BEAT GILDA
>Hell the only thing stopping you from doing a hilariously un-rhythmic victory dance right now was that you had to be bailed out by a small British girl and her pet walking embodiment of protein supplements
>But you don't care because
>YOU WON
>YOU WON, YOU WON, YOU WON
>Suck it Gilda
>Wait
>No!
>Ew
>Could you even imagine
>You and Gilda
>Crap, now all you can think of are uncomfortably aggressive femdom scenarios that end with you crying during your after sex cigarette
>Way to taint the victory celebration brain
>It's a good things she's already storming off towards her two friends
>That's when you notice that Joe's here and leaning up against the car watching Gilda and her friends go
>When the hell did he get here?
>Question for later
>Probably bout time you deal with this train wreck of what until a few minutes ago you were tentatively hoping you could pretend to be a date
>Man it sucked having a crush on someone out of your league
>Though it was good to know that Sugarcoat was apparently a Ride or Die Bitch
>"You two doing okay?" Octavia asked beating you punch on checking on Sugarcoat
>"Yes, but I think we'll take the rest of this to go if you don't mind" Sugarcoat says with a smug smile
>Though you think you hear a slight quiver in her voice
>Damn
>You should probably talk to her about that when it's just the two of you
>The waiter kid pops up out of nowhere and quickly boxes up your leftovers
>SHIT
>You swear that little cockney bugger was as magical as he was whimsical
>You pay for the food and leave a five dollar tip for him and twenty dollars for Octavia before heading for Joe
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>"You two okay Miss Sugar?" Joe asks pushing himself off the car and getting the door for the two of you "I was just about to step in before that little friend of yours called in Muscle Milk over there"
>"It's fine Joe" Sugarcoat says stepping into the backseat "I'm glad you got here so quick after my text, but I think now is a good time to head home"
>Wait
>She texted him to come get you
>When
>Had she been hoping he'd get there in time to save your ass
>Damn
>You have to give it to her
>Girl had guts
>"Right away Miss Sugar" Joe says closing the back door after you slide in next to Sugarcoat
>It gets really quiet for a while as Joe pulls onto the road
>You know you should say something
>But it isn't like you were alone with Joe around either
>So you settle for relying on your go-to method of problem solving
>Wit and sarcasm
"Sooo, for someone so against violence you sure seem pretty good at picking fights" You say remembering how confrontational she'd been with Aria and Gilda
>Joe laughs from the front "You got that right, she's almost as bad as my boy Jackie"
>You hear Sugarcoat groan beside you "Oh no, don't get him started..."
>"I swear, every time he comes to town he's always go'n on like "I don't want no trouble" " Joe says in what you can best describe as a really bad Asian accent of some kind "Then next thing I know I'm getting kicked in the face, something's blowing up, and we gotta jump out of a window. He's half the damn reason I quit the force and I swear I barely understand the words coming out of his mouth"
"Wait...what?"
>Sugarcoat just massages her temples and lets out a sigh "You just had to get him started talking about Jackie didn't you" She says as Joe seems to not even realized the two of you aren't even listening anymore
"Oh, sorry, my bad" You say feeling guilty
>So much for making her feel better
>"No, it's fine, actually I should be thanking you for earlier" Sugarcoat says giving you a nervous smile
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>"If it hadn't been for you things back there could have gone...poorly" She goes on making you realize she's still a little shaken up by the whole thing
"Oh, don't mention it" You say scratching the back of your head "Honestly I wasn't even thinking, I just saw her getting ready to throw that punch and I just kinda reacted"
>Damn instincts
"Really I should be the one thanking you" You say deciding the best way to make Sugarcoat feel better was the truth
>"What do you mean?" Sugarcoat asks looking confused
"Well if it hadn't been for you pissing her off, I probably never would have stood up Gilda on my own" You admit remembering how much of a pussy you'd been back there
>"I find that hard to believe" Sugarcoat says looking skeptical
"Hey, if you wanna keep thinking of me as your knight in shinning armor by all means" You say holding out your arms and trying to look galant
>"Hardly" Sugarcoat says failing to suppress a laugh
>Hey, that was a good sign
"But seriously, I spent more than a few years too afraid to tell Gilda and her girls to fuck off, so yeah, I guess what I'm trying to say is if it hadn't been for you I never would have been able to do it, so thanks" You say putting a hand on her shoulder
>You watch as Sugarcoat blushes and turns away from you before muttering "Well i-if you put it like that then I guess all I can say is y-you're welcome"
>Phew
>Looks like you managed to fix that mess
>Now to kill the serious vibe
"Great, but seriously never fucking do that again"
>This gets a rise out of Sugarcoat and you see her start to grin
>"Oh? But why shouldn't I? I have my own Knight in shinning armor after all" She smirks
"Does this mean you expect me to start calling you princess?"
>The two of you stare each other down before letting out a laugh when thanks to the silence you realize Joe is still talking
>"...And that's why I keep telling you Miss Sugar that you should carry a brick in your bag, if it's good enough for my boy Craig it's good for you"
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>The ride back to Sugarcoat's place goes by quickly
>Mostly because you stay quiet and let Sugarcoat futilely try to explain how carrying around a brick would be more trouble than it was worth
>While Joe on the other hand keeps going on about some dude named Craig and some kind of Big Worm
>You weren't really paying attention
>Finally you pull through the gates of Mansion Land
>You know Sugarcoat's gated community has a name
>But you'll be damned if you call it anything else at this point
>"Ah, it feels good to be home" Sugarcoat sighs as Joe pulls the car up the drive
>"Well you've certainly had a long day Miss Sugar" Joe says after he's parked and opened the door for the two of you
>"And there's still much to do" She says stepping out and motioning for you "Come along Anon, we've got plenty of work ahead of us I suspect"
>Great
>While you're kinda sorta almost date had had a few bumps along the way you hadn't exactly been looking forward to this part
>Though to be fair
>If there was anyone who could make studying math and science interesting, it was probably Sugarcoat
"Gimmie a minute 2M, I'll meet you inside" You say grabbing your bag with your notes and books and stepping out of the car
>Sugarcoat looks confused for a second until realization dawns on her and she gives you a glare
>"Seriously?"
"Hey, today I've had to deal with Sour Sweet, your book club, stand up to my middle school bully, and now I'm gonna have to spend the next few hours doing math and science...I need this" You say pulling out your smokes
>Sugarcoat crosses her arms and frowns
>Which is cute
>"Fine, but don't keep me waiting" She says with a huff and heads inside
"I won't" You say lighting up as you hear Joe get back in the car "Hey, where are you headed?"
>"What? Miss Sugar didn't tell you?" Joe asks giving you a grin "I'm off for the rest of the night, I'm gonna go hit up my girl. Try not to get up to too much more trouble now" He says starting the engine
>Oh shit
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"Wait a..." But it's too late
>Joe is already speeding out of the driveway
>A man on a mission to get some ass
>Now that just leaves you
>Alone
>With Sugarcoat
>In her big expensive mansion-y house
>With her parents out of town
>And no wacky Joe to come barging in on you two
>Just you and her
>No reason to panic
>[YouTube] Everybody Panic! (embed)
>You were not prepared for this
>What do you do
>Who you gonna call
>Who could you call
>You feel a hot sting across your fingers bring back to reality long enough to realize your cigarette is going to waste
>Okay
>Baby steps
>First handle the problem you can wrap your mind around
>You take another drag and let the nicotine flow through you and calm your nerves
>Okay
>That's better
>Now things have escalated
>You'd spent the day half hoping you were really on a date with Sugarcoat
>Well now you were about as close to the real thing as you could get without her outright saying you were dating
>Oh wait
>She'd already done that today
>Several times actually
>In fact she'd made it a sticking point with Gilda of all people
>Which was weird since unlike with her book club, Gilda didn't go to our school or have access to all the rumors about you two
>Sugarcoat could have told her anything
>You still wanted to ask her about that
>But now hardly seemed the time
>Considering you'd basically been chucked into a minefield in the deep end and wearing nothing but your most embarrassing pair of underwear
>Wow
>You really mix the fuck out of your metaphors when you're stressed
>You take another drag and try to calm down
>Okay
>You have to tread lightly here
>No matter how hard it is to believe
>Sugarcoat
>The smart, pretty, popular, incredibly flexible girl who is blackmailing you
>Might be into you
>And has basically served you the chance to man up and ask her out for reals on a silver platter
>Or it's all a big coincidence
>All you could do is be yourself and test the waters
>What could possibly go wrong
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>Everything 
>Everything is exactly what could go wrong
>But you were stuck here
>So you might as well turn up the ole' Mous family charm and hope for the best
>You take one last moment to savor your cigarette then flick it down the driveway
>You sure hope none of the neighbors notice
>Last thing you need is to somehow get through all of this only for Sugarcoat's parents to start hating you for bringing down the property value of Mansion Land by 2 cents
>You see Sugarcoat left the front door ajar for you so you step in and kick off your boots and look around
"Hey 2M, where you at?" You call out figuring it would be impolite to wander around the place just looking for her
>Then again, the last time you just wandered around some place today you'd gotten a private display of Sugarcoat's pole dancing skills
>Maybe a quick look wouldn't be so...
>"I'm in the kitchen Anon" Sugarcoat calls to you
>Damn
>Oh well
>So much for that
>You head towards the only place in the house you're familiar with and see Sugarcoat holding two plates of food
>"Good, just in time, take these" She says shoving the plates towards you
>You gasp and try not to fumble as you realize it's the fish and chips from earlier
>"We never really got a chance to eat lunch so I heated them back up" She explains grabbing her bag off the counter "Now come along we have a lot of work to do" She says walking by you and heading back towards the foyer and the stairs
>You follow along letting the smell of the food keep your mind off your own nervousness until Sugarcoat stops at a door on the second floor and pushes it open
>You want to say you were surprised by her choice in decor...
>But honestly it was pretty much what you'd expected
>The room was pink
>Very pink
>Against the wall was a huge four poster bed
>By the huge window was a computer desk with a top of the line pc
>Along the walls were tons of filled bookshelves
>And in one corner a giant pile of stuffed animals
>Complete with a giant bunny
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>"Go ahead and put the food on the table and make yourself comfortable" Sugarcoat says pointing towards the center of the room where a short round table sat
>Sounds like a plan to you
>You set down the plates and pop a squat on the carpet
>You pick up a fry and start to nosh on it
>You don't care who you offend
>This was America and you weren't going to call them chips
>Was good though
>While you were having your own little personal 'MUR-ICA moment in your head Sugarcoat dropped her bag in front of her closet and took off her vest and casually tossed it onto the bed
>Damn
>She may be the one taking off clothes, but now you're the one feeling hot in here
>You know got it bad for a girl when even the sight of her bare shoulders and collar bone start to get to you
>"Alright" Sugarcoat announces moving towards her desk and picking up a couple of text books "Where would you like to start" She asks sitting down beside you
>And like that your boner was killed
"I don't know, they both sound like so much fun" You drone sarcastically as you take a piece of the fish
>Sugarcoat rolls her eyes "Fine, then can I see some of your assignments so I can get an idea of where you need the most help"
"Yeah, sure, I think I still have most of them" You say fishing for the folders you stuff all your worksheets and homework in
>Considering how it was easier to just stuff them in the folders than crumple them up and throw them away they were basically stuffed full of all your shittiest grades
>You hand them over to her and watch as Sugarcoat's expression turns to one of horror and disgust as she rifles through each old worksheet and test
>You can't help but try to suppress a smirk at her shock as she moves onto your math work
>You had told her how bad you were
>"This is terrible" She says pulling her science book onto the desk and pulling out a notebook "We'll start here since it doesn't look like you're that far behind, I just hope we'll actually have time for the math tonight"
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>What follows is several hours of formulas, note taking, and even some flash cards
>Sugarcoat literally takes you back almost through the beginning of the semester and breaks down everything chapter by chapter focusing on where you'd made the most mistakes on your homework and tests
>You also take a fair amount of crap whenever she finds any of the worksheets or homework assignments that you only half completed
>The first few had gotten you a decent lecture from her, but then she had the brilliant idea of testing how much you'd learned by filling out the blank parts of the worksheets
>If you'd known it was going to be like this you would have had more than just one cigarette before coming in
"Here you go" You sigh tiredly as you hand her a freshly completed assignment from two weeks ago
>"Thank you" Sugarcoat hums approvingly as she takes the paper and begins checking over it with a red pen
>You're not sure why but after the initial shock of how dumb you really were and the few lectures on "Better habits for academic growth" Sugarcoat seemed to be enjoying herself
>In fact she seemed to get happier the better you seemed to do
>And that was a pretty nice bright spot through all the bullshit that was studying
>"Ah, you're doing much better" She says with a smile "You're making far less mistakes now too, if you keep practicing you should have the hang of this in no time" 
"Yeah, no time at all" You say stretching to get a crick out of your neck
>How long had you been here for anyway
>You pick your phone up off the table and your eyes bug out
>Almost 6:30!!!
>You'd been studying for nearly 4 hours
>How has your brain not exploded yet
>Noticing your surprise Sugarcoat leans over and checks the time
>"We have been going for some time now, perhaps now is a good time to take a break" She says thoughtfully "Are you hungry?"
>You look at the long empty plates from earlier
"Yeah I could go for some more food"
>"Then as a reward for doing so well I'll order pizza"
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>Fuck Yeah Pizza
>If Sugarcoat really was trying to seduce you this certainly helped
>Cause you were totally a slut for some pizza
"Awesome"
>"Good" Sugarcoat says looking pleased with herself "Now how do you like your pizza?"
"Can't go wrong with pep, oh and extra cheesy" You say already feeling hungrier thinking about pizza
>"So just like your sense of humor" Sugarcoat smirks back at you
>You roll your eyes
"You come at me with a line like that and say I'm the one who's cheesy?" You fire back
>"Oh you are definitely the cheesiest person here" Sugarcoat replies as she starts looking over the table
>You watch as her playful expression shifts to one of irritation as she sifts through the papers and books on the table
>"Darn it, I must have left my phone on the counter downstairs. I'll be right back" She sighs getting up and smoothing out her skirt
>Damn
>You try not to stare at her legs even though they're right in front of you
"Okay, I'll just stay here" You say as she heads back down towards the kitchen
>Welp
>Here you are
>All alone in Sugarcoat's room
>Might as well look around
>Not that you were going to do anything weird
>It was just you'd never been in a girl's room before
>Well except for the Dazzlings'
>But that didn't count
>Especially since you could barely ever see them through the mounds of dirty clothes and junk
>So you wander over to her computer desk
>Seems like it's the most used spot in the room anyway
>Which you can relate too
>On the desk you see some reference books, an Einstein bobble-head, and a few pictures
>You stop on one which seems to be a picture of her with her mom and dad and wow
>Sugarcoat definitely takes after her Sugarmomma
>Except in the chest department
>which you'd never say out loud
>Besides you thought her tits were plenty fine as is
>But what really catches your eye is a book on the desk top
>No way
>People don't actually have those
>But there it is right across the cover
>Diary
>And the latch is open
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>Now you were a simple man
>Not one prone to moral quandaries
>And in just about any other situation you honestly wouldn't be fucking considering this
>BUT COME THE FUCK ON RIGHT NOW
>It was like the universe was pitching this one to you underhand here
>You could practically hear your little Shoulder Angel and Devil talking right now
>"Why are you even still thinking about this, I know we haven't always been the sharpest light bulb in the crayon box, but I know you know what's right from fucking wrong!" AngelAnon yells at you while managing not lose the ash on his tiny little cigarette
>"Right, wrong, who gives a rat's ass!? This here is exactly what you've been looking for my man" DevilAnon says jumping excitedly on your shoulder and tugging on your ear "You can finally find out if she's really into you dude, just crack that bad boy open to the last few days and then you can stop pussyfooting around"
>"Are you fucking mental!?" AA shouts from your other shoulder "What if she does actually like him and she catches him reading it, then not only has he ruined his chances with her, but then she'll probably GET HIS ASS EXPELLED!!! Or did you forget he has the common sense of a lemming and fell for the girl blackmailing his dumbass?"
>"That just makes this forbidden fruit? And trust me I know a thing or two about that" DA says with a wink nudging your cheek "And plus just think how happy and grateful she'll be if she is into you and you take a page out of her own fantasies to you sweep her off her feet. C'mon! Do it faggot!"
>You reach down
>Until
>"Anon do you have money for the tip!?" You hear from the doorway
>You pull a full 180 and nearly take your own legs from under you
>"What're you, wait, don't touch..."
>But it's too late
>Your hand comes down behind you to catch yourself
>And lands on her mouse bringing her PC out of sleep mode
>And there you are
>As in the picture she was blackmailing you with
>As the screensaver
>Surrounded by a big pink heart
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>Now there had been more than a few truly uncomfortable or awkward silences between you two
>But this one
>This didn't just take the cake, it proceeded to do things with it that would horrify any respectable baker
>And as much you would have liked to do something about it
>The silence that is
>Not the metaphorical violated cake
>All you could do was just stare at the picture of you on Sugarcoat's PC
>After all, they say a picture is worth a thousand words
>Though all you could come up with at the moment were three
>HOLY FUCKING SHIT
>There was no way this was real life right now
>Any second now you were gonna wake up and this will all have been a dream
>Which would explain a few things
>Like seeing your childhood bully get humiliated
>And Sugarcoat poledancing
>"Y-you weren't supposed to see that" You hear from the other side of the room
>You turn around and see Sugarcoat
>She looks mortified
>And more than a little uneasy
>Of course you can hardly blame her
>This looks kind of bad
>Like almost possibly yandere bad
>But, you know what they say about not asking questions you didn't want the answers to
>Speaking of
"I have several questions" You announce trying to both break the tension and get to the heart of the matter
>Hehe
>HEART of the matter
>Oh me, you kill me
>"Oh god" Sugarcoat moans hiding her face in her hands
>You doubted she was reacting to your mental pat on the back there
>She's obviously taking this pretty hard
>So you decide to do what you always do
>Try to be funny
"So is it weird that I'm actually kinda okay with this?" You ask trying to hide your own nervousness with a chuckle
>You hear a surprised intake of breath as Sugarcoat takes her head out of her hands "What...r-really?"
>You scratch the back of your head
"Well it's still weird but yeah, I guess I am...you mind walking me through all of this? You know I'm a pretty slow study after all" You say giving her a lopsided smile
>Might as well see where the rabbit hole goes
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>"Al-alright" Sugarcoat says mustering up her confidence before motioning towards the table "We should probably have a seat"
"Okay" You say moving back to the table and plopping down before patting the space beside you
>Sugarcoat nods meekly before taking the spot beside you
>You're trying to be cool about this
>At least on the outside
>But on the inside you're freaking the fuck out
>But in a good way
>Still Sugarcoat looks like she's barely keeping it together
>So the best thing you could do right now was not make her freak out
"Sooo...you..uh..like me huh?"
>Okay, not that subtle
>But you think the two of you passed subtle a long way back
>"Y-yes" Sugarcoat says staring intently down at the table and blushing
"Sooo...has this been been like a thing for a while or am I just that charming?" You ask hoping a joke might make her feel a little more at ease
>Sugarcoat giggles and finally turns to look at you
>She's smiling at you
>But not like before
>You feel like this is the first time she's given you a real, warm, honest smile
>It almost makes you forget to breath
>"No, I mean you are charming..in your own way, but actually I've liked you for a long time now" She says muster up her courage as you two talk more
>Wow
>Honestly you can't believe it
"Seriously? Did I like accidentally do something to impress you or something?"
>"You mean you don't remember?"
>Shit
"I mean...sure I do...but y'know why don't you just tell me anyway...just to be sure"
>Sugarcoat just pinches the bridge of her nose and laughs
>"You know sometimes you really make me wonder what I see in you" She says flashing you a bit of that smile from earlier
>Oh damn
>You feel the pasta about to spill from your pockets
"Well you did say I was charming a second ago" You remind her
>"Fair enough" She laughs "So, do you remember your first week at Crystal Prep"
>What
>What did that have to do with
>Wait
>No
>She didn't mean
>All of a sudden the memory hits you like a ton of bricks
"That was you?!"
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>Flashback
>Be Sugarcoat
>You just left Principal Cinch's office after one of her motivational speeches and were headed back down to the school's main floors
>Which was rather stupid
>Like you couldn't already see what she was up to
>You'd already heard the rumors that there was some new Science prodigy starting this year that Cinch had found and was grooming so she could parade their grades around for the school board
>It was obvious she was hoping to use this fact to goad you into an academic rivalry of some sort
>It was her style
>Pit your best against one another and reap the benefits of their hard work
>Like you actually needed to prove yourself to anyone at this point
>Either way though you were more than confident in your skills
"Crap, why the fuck is this place so big?"
>You're pulled from your thoughts and look down and there at the bottom of the stairs was someone you didn't recognize
>Which was odd
>Crystal Prep was an escalator school
>You'd known most of the student body since the 1st grade
>And word around school was Cinch's new prodigy was supposed to be Vice-Principal Cadence's little sister
>So then who was this disheveled looking boy cursing and trying to make sense of a map
>Before you can ponder this more you feel your body jerk forward as the tip of your foot catches the lip of one of the stairs sending you off balance
>You gasp and drop your books trying to grab the rail but it's just out of your reach as you fall
>Oh no
>You close your eyes
>This wouldn't be pleasent
>But what you hit is significantly softer than the unforgiving floor below
>And floors don't make a loud "Ummph" when you hit them
>You also hear several thuds followed by a string of curses as your books follow behind you
>You open your eyes and find yourself wrapped in the arms of the boy from earlier
>Though he's currently flat on his back now and has a noticeable bruise where you expect on of your books hit him in the face
"Well that sucked, you okay?"
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>You just stare at the boy for a second in disbelief
>He'd actually gone out of his way to save you from the fall
>Taking both the brunt of the impact himself as well as protected you from the following rain of books
>And he was asking if YOU of all people were okay
>You been attending Crystal Prep for years
>And you don't think there's anyone who would have done something like that for you
"Hey, um, did you hear me? You okay?" He repeats pushing himself up onto his elbows
>"O-oh, yes, I'm fine actually" You say dumbly realizing you been sitting there staring up at him this whole time
"That's good, least one of is" He chuckles as he brings a finger up to the spot under his eye where your book had hit him and wincing "You, uh, mind getting up" He says hesitantly
>Again you realize you were so surprised by him that you hadn't even noticed you were still pressed against his chest in the middle of the hall
>Despite yourself you let out a rather girlish squeak and scrabble off him and onto your knees as she sits all the way up
"Yeah, I have that effect on people" He chuckles as he grabs your books and holds them out for you
>"Th-thank you" You mutter as you feel an unfamiliar feeling of warmth rising to your cheeks
"No prob, but hey, do you mind telling me which way to the Principal's office?" He asks standing up and offering you a hand
>You take the hand and he seems to effortlessly pull you to your feet
>"It's just up these stairs, you'd have to be blind to miss it" You say immediately cursing your normally harsh tone
>Why did you always do this
"Oh, uh, thanks" He says looking bashful and scratching the back of his head "I'll, uh, just head on up there then, don't wanna be late on my first day y'know" He says moving to the stairs
>"Yes, that would be a very stupid thing to do"
>There you go again
>No!!
"Yeah, sounds about right" He says chuckling again as he starts heading up "Well see you around" and like that he heads for Cinch's office
>Flashback end
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>"Imagine my surprise when you turned out to be in almost all of my classes" Sugarcoat said blushing and playing with one of her pigtails
>Wow
>Just wow
>You remember your first day at Crystal Prep pretty well
>Getting lost and running around looking for the Principal's office
>Getting snubbed by basically all the students for being the new kid AND charity case
>And then trying to save some random girl who fell down a staircase at you
>Try being the operative word
>You'd attempted to pull off a "Princess Carry" catch
>Only to realize too late that she wasn't falling at the right angle for that and ended up crashing into you and knocking you on your ass
>You'd tried to play it cool, but she didn't buy it and promptly took the piss outta you
>The rest of the day hadn't gone much better so you'd kinda spent the rest of the week keeping your head down and trying to stay under the radar
>But who would have guessed that girl was actually Sugarcoat
>This was like something out of one of your animu cartoons
"Wow, that's crazy" You say scratching the back of your head "But, uh, if that was you then how come you never really talked to me again until this whole assistant thing? You ask
>You can't help but notice Sugarcoat flinch at this and stare down at the table
>"W-well the thing is, you know I have a bit of a problem with being...blunt, as it were"
>That would be putting it midly
>But you don't say anything
>"It has led to problems in the past"
>You remember her telling you about her falling out with her dance class earlier
>"And, well, I might have been a little afraid that I would say the wrong thing and you wouldn't want to ever talk to me again" She said turning redder the more she went on
>Ah
>That kind of made sense
>Though it it was kinda of crazy for a girl like Sugarcoat to think a schmuck like you could ever turn her down
>"The funny thing is, I actually hadn't planned on, um, blackmailing you at first"
>What
"What"
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>If Sugarcoat had looked sheepish before, now she looked down right ready to either curl up into a ball or bolt for the door
>But she had just dropped a bombshell on you
>So you sure weren't gonna leave this alone
"So you just randomly got the idea to blackmail me out of the blue one day?"
>"Um...yes, no, it's...complicated" Sugarcoat says fidgeting next to you and looking back down at the table
>"You see I'd noticed how you'd sneak out of class from time to time so I thought one day I'd see where you go" She began to explain "Once I realized you were sneaking off to smoke, which I still don't approve of by the way," She said finally turning back to you to give you a stern gaze before turning looking away and blushing
>"But I realized that if I waited for the next time you snuck away I'd have a chance to talk to you, just the two of us"
"Okay, makes sense...but I'm still not seeing the connection to the whole blackmail thing"
>"I'm getting to that" Sugarcoat snapped before yet again blushing and looking away
>You had to admit this was pretty cute
>"So I followed you out a few times, but every time I kept getting scared I'd end up saying the wrong thing" Sugarcoat says sounding disappointed in herself "Then the other day I mustered up the courage to at least take a quick picture of you, but immediately I was afraid that if someone saw it you might get in trouble"
>Aw
>She really did care
>...
"Wait you don't mean that's when you..."
>Sugarcoat's blush somehow deepened
>"Well I just thought, what if I could make you stay no matter what I said" She said sheepishly "I mean I'd be to embarrassed too show the picture to anyone anyway, but you didn't have to know that"
>Holy
>Shit
>That was so awkwardly devious
>"And things just sort of got away from me after that, I never thought there'd be all these rumors, or that you'd get pulled into fights, or that I'd make you do my laundry, or..." Sugarcoat listed off getting more and more nervous
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>Be Sugarcoat
>And this was not going as planned
>Anon wasn't supposed to see what you'd done with the picture
>He wasn't supposed to find out like this
>You'd wanted the moment to be just right
>You'd spent the last two days planning it
>You'd even gone to the trouble of reading those magazines Sunny had forced on you a few weeks ago when you'd mentioned there was a boy you'd like
>HOW TO GET A MAN IN 10 STEPS
>You hadn't even gotten to step five yet
>You hadn't even had a chance to shower yet
>And now here you were telling him this had all been a poorly conceived plan to get him to like you
>Sure he'd said he wasn't mad
>Actually he'd even one so far to say he was okay with it
>But he was probably just being nice
>How could he even trust you after all of this
>Sure you'd done your best to try to appeal to him
>Just the thought of how embarrassing it was to give him your underwear that time is enough to make you cringe
>HOW TO DRIVE A MAN CRAZY, indeed
>But it had seemed to work
>And thankfully over the last few days he'd shown he was interested in more than just your body like so many of the other boys in school
>He'd even complimented your dancing
>But still
>You weren't sure what to do
>And now here you were
>Rambling on and on
>Heart thumping
>Cheeks red
>Trying to keep it together
>Then you feel a hand on your shoulder hear him say
"Sugarcoat"
>You nearly jump at the contact but force yourself to turn and look at him
>He's staring at you with what looks like concern
>Great
>You must look like a mess
>If you'd known something like this was going to happen you'd have at least tried putting on a better outfit
>Maybe even some sexier underwear to impress him
>But he just keeps staring at you for a minute then slowly bring his hand up to your cheek
>You blush
>What is he...
>Before you can think he leans in and plants his lips against yours
>....
>Oh
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>You are Anon
>And you have no idea what you're doing
>One moment you were watching Sugarcoat starting to freak out about all this weird blackmail business
>And you knew that you had to calm her down
>The next thing you know you're leaning in and kissing her
>SONUVABITCH
>You'd acted on instinct like before with Gilda
>And just like then you have no idea what to do now
>Her lips were soft though
>Like really soft
>Fuck focus here Anon
>Even if she likes you girls typically aren't a big fan of getting randomly kissed out of nowhere
>And even if she was okay with it you still weren't exactly an expert on kissing etiquette 
>Hell this was your first kiss here
>Well your first kiss sober
>There was that one time Adagio managed to get you to admit when you were drunk that you'd never kissed anyone before and she'd given you a quick peck on the lips
>But that had been mostly thanks to the booze and the fact she wanted to hold it over your head and tease you with it
>Though if this doesn't blow up in your face you probably shouldn't mention this to Sugarcoat
>But the point is last time it just sort of happened to you
>You didn't have to think about stuff
>Like were your lips too wet
>Not wet enough
>How were you supposed to breath while doing this
>Were you actually a bad kisser
>Either way you decide to pull back
>You've been kissing her for what feels like forever
>As soon as you do you can't help but miss the feeling of her lips
>You glance back at her and you see she's sitting there stunned and blushing
>Shit
>You knew you'd fucked up
"S-sorry about that, I don't know why I thought that would calm you down. Maybe because you like romance books I guess."
>Great, now you were the one rambling
"But, um, the thing s I guess I just wanted to help you relax and say I like you back...and hey actions speak louder than w.."
>You don't get to finish though as Sugarcoat wraps her arms around your neck knocking you to the floor as she crashes her lips against yours
>Oh
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> [YouTube] Daniel Bryan: YES! YES! YES! (embed)
>If this was a dream you didn't want to wake up
>Cause here you were
>Flat on your back
>Pinned to the floor
>With Sugarcoat kissing you
>And this wasn't like the kiss from before
>And it was certainly nothing like your little kiss with Adagio
>Your kiss before was awkward, mostly you just kind of holding your lips against hers with the two of you too afraid to really do anything
>And the one with Adagio, well that was like three seconds of her basically getting you hot and bothered so she could laugh at how awkward you were
>But this...
>This was heaven
>Sugarcoat was going at your lips with as much passion as she can muster
>It's like she pulled the cork out of all the emotions she'd been bottling up and was trying to let it all out through her lips into yours
>It was all you could do just to keep pace with her
>As her hands move from your neck and up to your head, knocking your hat off in the process, she starts running her fingers through your hair
>You take that as your cue to do something with your own hands
>You bring up to her waist and begin rubbing them up and down her sides in time with the kiss
>And wow
>You can feel the amazingly toned muscles under your hands
>It makes sense
>What with the yoga, ballet, and pole dancing
>Her core must be fucking amazing
>You feel the muscles contract as she moans into your mouth
>A choir of heavenly angels couldn't sound half as sweet as that
>And it spurs you on
>Mustering your strength you manage to bring the two of your up to a sitting position with Sugarcoat nestled comfortably straddling your lap
>Finally the two of you have to come apart for air and just sit there resting your foreheads against each other and staring into each other's eyes
>"You have no idea...how much I've wanted...to hear you say those words" Sugarcoat pants with a huge grin on her face
"If I'd known you'd do this...I'd have said them sooner" You joke back
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>Sugarcoat giggles and plants another quick kiss on you
>"Oh I plan to DO more than just that" She says before recapturing your lips again
>To quote renown philosopher and wordsmith Lil Jon
>WHAT!?
>What happened to the girl who insisted she was proper and respectable
>Not that you were complaining
>But you felt like you were skipping like...a couple of steps
>And you knew that you wouldn't be able to keep thinking clearly for much longer
>Man
>This girl was a wild cat
>DAMNIT MAN KEEP IT TOGETHER!!!
> It takes a few tries but you finally manage to pull away from Sugarcoat's kiss
"2m...are you...really sure...you wanna keep going" You pant heavily
>Shit
>For once you're glad you hadn't had a cigarette in a while
>Cause at this rate Sugarcoat was bound to suck the life out of you
>"Anon" She says in a husky tone
"Y-yeah"
>"What have I told you about lying to me" She asks still in that smoky voice
>Shit
>It should be illegal to ask someone a question in that voice and expect an answer
"B-but I'm not...I mean I wasn't..." You try to focus as her hands slowly slide from your head down to your shoulders where she begins to firmly but gently massage them
>"You say that" She says giving you a laugh "But Some-THING tells me me otherwise" And for emphasis she wiggles her ass in your lap
>Ho-ly shiiiiiiiiit
>You were right
>Her ass was VERY well toned
>"And as for me" She says leaning in towards your ear "I've been waiting for this moment for months, I'm more than ready"
>Dick Status: Now arriving at Bonertown USA
>She leans back and gives you the biggest and smuggest smirk you've ever seen her give you
>"That is unless you can think of any reason why we shouldn't"
>....
>Loading
>System error
>Rebooting Anon.exe
>You shake your head dumbly unable to take your eyes off her as you watch her smirk widen
>"Good" She leans in closer to you "You know your friends the Dazzlings may like to keep you for themselves, but tonight...you're all mine" And kisses you again
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>Wow
>As Sugarcoat begins to deepen the kiss there is nothing that could possibly tear you away from this
> [YouTube] You Call Me A Bitch Like It's A Bad Thing (embed)
>SONUVABITCH
>Seriously
>As Adagio's ringtone keeps loudly playing from your phone you fumble your hand towards the table to ignore the call when Sugarcoat pulls her lips away
>She tilts her head to see the screen and you start to get a bad feeling when you see her grin
>"Aren't you going to answer it?" She asks
>Say what now
"I wasn't plan..."
>She picks up the phone and hands it to you
>"But Anon, it would be rude to ignore your friends" She says as you swipes the accept call button on the screen and moves your hand up to your ear
>You're starting to have a really bad feeling about this
"Sup?" You say dumbly as you answer the phone
>"Hello Anon, having fun on your little study date?" Adagio asks playfully
>While She asks Sugarcoat busies herself by leaning up against you and teasingly runs her finger over your chest in little circles
"Y-yeah, you could say it turned out better than I expected"
>Sugarcoat smiles into the side of your neck before she starts kissing and nibbling on it
>Shit
>What are you doing
>Damn that feels good though
>"Really Anon, you sound a bit tense. She hasn't been running you ragged or anything has she?"
>"Not yet at least" Sugarcoat giggles
>Oh lord
>"What was that?"
"Fi-fine, I said I was fine" You try to recover
>"Uh-huh" Adagio says sounding skeptical "Well we were just wondering if once you're done playing good little boy for Miss Short skirt and pig-tails if you'd wanna come over for those drinks you owe us"
"Sorry Dagi, we've still got a lot of stuff to cover here" You say trying to keep your cool as Sugarcoat continues kissing up your neck "I'll probably be here for a w-HI-le" Your voice cracks as Sugarcoat nibbles your ear
>"When's that ever stopped you"
>Sugarcoat decides to stop playing and grabs the phone "Sorry but I'll be keeping Anon busy for tonight" Then hangs up
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>Across town and one block from Anon's apartment
>You are Adagio
>And you and the girls are sitting on the couch staring at your phone
>You hadn't mentioned to Anon, but you'd had him on speaker phone
>Though judging by how the call just ended that wouldn't really have mattered
>"Did that bitch just..." Aria obviously can't handle what just happened
>"O-M-G" Sonata gasps with her hands over her mouth
>You sigh but can't help but smirk
>"Well girls looks like our little Anon is about to become a man"
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"You did not just do that" You say in disbelief as Sugarcoat just smiles and tosses your phone over by the pile of stuffed animals
>Adagio wasn't going to forget something like that
>And lords know what would happen if she tells the others
>"I do believe I just did" Sugarcoat says smugly
>You recognize that look
>She's riding a high of true pettiness
>"Now why don't we go and get more comfortable" She says fluttering her eyes at you and giving you that same confidently lusty smile
>Part of you wants to argue that you're pretty comfortable right here
>With the kissing
>And Sugarcoats ass nestling against your boner
>But then again you could always be MORE comfortable
"O-okay" You say dumbly
>"Good boy" She says running a hand through your hair before taking your hand and leading you towards her bed "Have a seat Anon" She says giving you a light shove
>You oblige and nearly sink into the huge plush mattress
>"Now Anon I need you to do me a favor and close your eyes" She says stroking your cheek as you see her start to blush
"Uh...why?" You ask just a little confused while also pulling off your hoodie
>"Because I have a surprise for you and I don't want to spoil the fun" She says seductively "Also because I said so" She deadpans giving you a slightly annoyed look
>Ah right
>As awesome as this whole night is turning out, it was still basically her show to run
>Aria was right
>Even without the blackmail Sugarcoat had you whipped
>But you could live with that
"Gotcha, you're the boss" You say giving her the finger guns before shutting your eyes
>You hear her giggle "Thank you, now wait here and no peeking" She says as you hear her head towards the closet and begin to hear the rustling of clothes
>You sit there in darkness for what feels like ages as thoughts of what she's got planned for you run through your head until finally
>"Okay, you can open your eyes"
>You open then and they nearly pop out
>There she is standing in a white set of Cat Keyhole Lingerie
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>No way
>No FREAKING Way
>This can't really be happening
>Not even in your wildest weeabo fantasies had you ever imagined you'd get to experience something like this
>But there it was
>Sugarcoat
>Standing there, hands clasped in front of her and slightly blushing
>In honest to god Cat Keyhole Lingerie
>Which looked amazing on her
>Sure they were mostly made for girl with bigger breasts
>But Sugarcoat's B-cups look amazing in it and the panties hug hips just right
>"So, do you like it" She asked not sounding as confident as before
>Right now your brain can't even words
>So you just nod furiously not caring that your mouth is probably hanging open
>You see Sugarcoat smile and start to relax
>"What's the matter Anon" She asks returning to her sexy tone from before as she saunters up to you and sits down sidelong across your lap and rests her hand on your shoulders
>"Cat got your tongue?" She grins
>Normally you'd make a sarcastic quip back at something that lame
>But you really wouldn't mind if Sugarcoat wanted to put your tongue to use
"You look amazing" You finally manage to spit out
>"Why thank you Anon" She says "Though I can already tell how much you're liking it" She giggles while once again wiggling in your lap
>In fact..." She smirks at you as she slides herself off you and onto the bed besides you "It looks like it's starting to get to be too much for you to handle" She whispers into your ear as her hand finds it's way to your bulge
>You groan ass she begins slowly stroking up and down
>This goes on for a few minutes with the only sounds in the room being your occasional moan or Sugarcoat giving a husky giggle
>After a while she stops only to whisper "I think he's ready" as her hand moves up to your zipper
>With surprising ease she manages to slip her hand through your now open fly and manages to free your dick
>She just sits there and stares at it for a few moments
>"O-oh, oh my" She says letting her confident persona slip
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>You are Sugarcoat
>And you're staring at a penis
>Anon's penis to be precise
>Wow
>It seems a whole lot...
>Realer
>Than you imagined
>Of course that would be the point
>And it wasn't like you were unfamiliar with penises
>Well more like the idea of penises
>You'd read more than your share of romance novels after all
>Not just the young Adult ones either
>And you'd even watched some pornography to get an idea of what Anon might find enticing
>But you'd never actually SEEN one in the flesh
>And here you were not just looking at one, but lightly holding one...that until moments ago you'd been fine with just stroking through Anon's pants
>Calm down
>You can handle this
>Anon has loved everything you've done so far
>You can do this
>"M-my, you certainly are excited aren't you" You say trying to ease back into your seductive persona
>The magazines had said that attitude and a sexy voice could make a man putty in your hands
>And it was working better than you anticipated
>Though what was in your hand now seemed considerably firmer
>You continue stroking it for a few moments
>It was odd
>It felt warm to your touch
>And you could feel it lightly pulsing with each stroke
>But you couldn't help but feel yourself getting excited as you went on
>The way Anon reacted to your touch, the way his breath hitched when to ran your thumb over the head of his penis, his little groans and gasps as you sped up or slowed down your ministrations
>This was all yours
>And only yours
>And the thought of that was beginning to take effect you
>You lean in and begin to kiss him again feeling him moan into your mouth
>This was something you could get used to
>Slowly but surely the kiss deepens as you run your tongue along his lips and he welcomes it
>You explore his mouth for a time while slowing down your handjob
>After a while you finally break apart for air
"2M" He pants gazing at you longingly "K-keep going, please"
>How could you refuse that face
>"Only because you said please"
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>Be Anon
>AND SWEET HOLY SHIT DESCENDED FROM ON HIGH
>You knew Sugarcoat was a tease
>But this was ridiculous
>Not that it didn't feel great
>Because you might as well be James Brown
>Because
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>Like you never understood why people fucked around with hand jobs before
>Seemed like the lamest of foreplay
>But Sugarcoat had firmly changed your stance on the mater
>Feeling her soft, soft hands working up and down your shaft had felt amazing
>Add that to the way she kissed
>And it was almost torture how she still hadn't let you cum
>And that's when you feel her take her hand off your dick
>What
>NOOOOOOO!
>HOW YOU GONNA DO ME LIKE THAT
>But it's not just her hand you notice is gone
>You notice she's no longer sitting next to you either
>You focus back in on reality and see her getting up and moving in front of you
>Hot damn does she look amazing
>Like a fucking goddess
>Except now she's the one who's kneeling
>Wait!?
>KNEELING
>Sugarcoat was now sitting on her knees in front of you and using your utter surprise to her advantage to pry your legs open and leaning forward
>You must have the goofiest look ever on your face because she just giggles huskily as she takes your dick in her hands again
>Holy shit
>Just the feeling of her breath on it right now is driving you wild
"S-Sugarcoat" You moan
>"Don't worry Anon" Sugarcoat says before planting a kiss on the head of your dick "I'm gonna make it all better" She smirks before leaning down and taking the top of your dick into her mouth
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>It was everything you ever hoped for and more
>You didn't know how to take it all in
>The feeling of her lips, tongue, and mouth all came together to wrap you in a sense of all encompassing bliss
>While you were already in heaven she went to work
>Bobbing up and own in time with her hand which gripped and stroked your shaft while she focused her lips and tongue on the head
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>Were all blowjobs supposed to make you feel like Kanye West
>Because NO ONE MAN SHOULD HAVE ALL THIS POWER
>Seriously
>This was pure bliss
>You hear Sugarcoat make a curious noise
>Like something that started annoyed, then amused, and ended in a moan
>All of which you could feel through your dick at the moment
>And wow, were you a fan of that
>But still it prompted you to open your eyes and look down
>Oh shit
>That's why
>It seems you were so wrapped up in your BJ induced Wonderland you hadn't noticed you'd moved your hand down to the top of her head
>That would explain the annoyed part of the earlier
>But she'd seemed okay with it now
>In fact she'd removed her hand and had begun taking more of you into her mouth now
>Taking this as your cue you stroke her incredibly soft hair as she bobs up and down on your member
>Occasionally pressing down on the back of her head to urge her on
>But never too hard
>At one point you you ponder if you should take advantage of her hair and use her pigtails like handlebars
>But then a smarter voice in your head reminds you how it's not nice thing to do that to the sexy flexible and amazing girl currently blowing you like a stubborn birthday candle
>And who still has incriminating pictures of you and with your dick in between her teeth
>Finally you reach your limit
"Sugarcoat, I'm getting close" You warn as you feel your orgasm building
>Sugarcoat lets out a hum halfway down your dick as she sucks hard before slowly leaning back and pulling your dick from her mouth with an audible *pop*
>"Aw, really?" She says with mock disappointment "Can't you last a little longer, I haven't even managed to make it all the way down yet" She says in her sexy voice as she licks up the length of your shaft and flicks her tongue as she reaches your head
>You feel a shiver run up your spine
"2M please"
>"Fine" She says planting a light kiss on our shaft "But you have to promise me a favor"
"Anything"
>"I'll hold you to that" She grins
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>And like that she takes you all the way in
>SWEET HOLY SHIT
>She keeps it up to bobbing up and down never letting more than half of you out of her mouth at one time
>All the while sucking and running her tongue all along your dick
>You have to steady yourself with one hand and grip the sheets as the other goes back to her hair
>She doesn't seem to mind
>Or even notice for that matter
>She just keeps working your dick like it's her new job
>And damn was she a workaholic
>After about another minute you can't take it anymore
"Sugarcoat I'm gonna..."
>Sugarcoat leans back again letting her tongue run along the underside of your dick
>"Go ahead Anon, let it all out" She said opening her mouth, closing her eyes, and sticking out her tongue
>There's not a man alive that could have resisted that sight
>You blew your load
>You watch as Sugarcoat tries to take it but she hadn't exactly been as prepared as she thought
>The first shot or two managed to make it close to her mouth
>But you figure nothing really prepares you for the feeling of taking a load to the face
>So she couldn't help but flinch as you sputtered through the rest of your orgasm
>You do your best to help and try to keep any from getting in her hair
>But you were kind of distracted at the moment to be fair
>So the result was a very messy Sugarcoat sitting there on the floor in front of you blushing furiously
"I'm sorry Sugarcoat, I didn't mean to..." You begin to apologize only for her to hold a hand to stop you
>"I-it's fine Anon, I just wasn't as ready as I thought" She reassures wiping a glob from her forehead with the back of her free hand
>You'd managed to cover most of her face and glasses
>And some had even managed to drip down onto her tits
>The sight alone was enough to start breathing life back into your boner
>"Did you enjoy yourself" She asked seeming to give an testing lick to the corner of her mouth
>You smile and pass her a nearby tissue
"Sugarcoat that was fucking amazing"
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>She gave you a laugh as she took the tissue and started cleaning off her glasses
>"I'm glad you seem to think so" She said smirking up at you
>Dear lord
>Even without her glasses and a face half smeared with your jizz she still managed to look smug
>And hot
>Boner level:25% and rising
>"Now there's just the matter of that favor you owe me" She said once she deemed her glasses properly cleaned
>Ooooooooooh
>SHIT!
>Only now that the fog of your hormones had lifted do you realize that you'd done goofed
>Sure, you trust Sugarcoat
>Especially given the last hour or so
>But you'd agreed to do ANYTHING she wanted
>And broadly speaking that was true
>But it was still a check your mouth had written that you really hope your ass didn't have to cash
>Seriously
>You didn't want her to put anything in your ass
"O-oh...yeah, sure" You say feeling a bit nervous "What did you have in mind?"
>Sugarcoat's smile just widens as she gets to her feet and leans forward leaning her arms on your shoulders
>"Why Anon, you're not thinking about backing out of my favor now are you?" She asked in her seductive voice
>You're starting to remember why you'd agreed to it in the first place
>Boner level:52% and rising
"Wh-what? Of course not" You say nervously
>Okay
>Maybe you could convince her to be gentle
>Just the tip and see how it goes
>"Good" She smirks before pushing you back onto the bed before you know what's going on "Because despite how much fun it's been playing with you I rather think it's my turn for some attention"
>As she says this she hooks her thumbs into the waist band of her panties and slides them off and tosses them on your face
>You barely have time to register the dampness of the tiny cloth before you feel Sugarcoat climb on the bed and up your body until her lovely thighs were straddling your head
>You look up and come face to face with Sugarcoat's glistening slit
>"Maybe now we can put your smart mouth to some good use" She winks before lowering herself down
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>And now you were face deep in Sugarcoat's pussy
>Today was just full of new experiences
>But yet again you find yourself in a tricky situation
>Now earlier you'd had to come to grips with how you didn't know Jack Dick when it came to kissing
>So it was no surprise that you knew even less about how to eat pussy
>That is to say it wasn't you didn't have a basic IDEA of how it was done
>But there was a difference from watching it in a porn and having one plopped down on your face
>Hell it was all you could do not to let it overwhelm all your senses right now
>Like literally you could smell how horny Sugarcoat was right now
>And it was quite a heady smell indeed
>Absentmindedly you part your lips and stick out your tongue to wipe some of Sugarcoat's juices off your lips and instead find yourself grazing a different pair of lips
>Sugarcoat lets out a husky moan as her head tilts back and her thighs tighten around your head
>Normally you'd try to think about what just happened and how you could improve on that
>But honestly you were too busy processing Sugarcoat's taste at the moment
>It was by far the weirdest thing you'd ever tasted
>It was hot, sticky, musky, with a hint of salty sweetness to it
>And yet
>You kind of wanted more
>Cautiously you bring your hands up to Sugarcoat's gloriously firm ass and begin to grope it as you stick out your tongue again
>Sugarcoat hums appreciatively as you begin slowly running your tongue along her folds
>"That's it Anon" She says stifling a moan as her hands move down to your hair "Keep going"
>Like you needed to be told twice
>As you continue you start to become more accustomed to what you're doing
>Enjoying Sugarcoat's moans and gasps as you run your tongue along her slit and begin slowly pushing in past her folds
>She begins rocking her hip against you and moaning loud
>That's when your tongue finally manages to find her clit
>The second you flick the sensitive little bud you feel her tense up and sigh loudly
>Jackpot
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>Now seeing as you are a truly petty bastard at heart
>Nothing truly warms your heart like getting a rise out of someone
>And as far as reactions go
>That was a solid 10
>And considering she'd kind of been fucking with and teasing the shit out of you for the better part of the last few days
>Some payback was in order
>So you begin licking her slowly now
>Taking your time to run up the length of her slit
>Only going up as far as her clit every third or fourth lick
>Then stopping to tease her by kissing or sucking on her pussy lips for a bit
>You can tell it's having quite the effect on her
>Her moans are becoming more needy and she's starting to bite down on one of her knuckles to keep you from hearing all of them
>She's also picking up the pace with her hips and is getting more aggressive every time you move away from her clit
>It's to the point that you actually have to take your hands off her ass and move them to her legs to keep her situated for you to keep playing with her
>"A-Anon" She finally pants leaning down so she can look you in the eyes from where she's sitting
"Yeshmph Suggghcohht" You mumble into her pussy causing another shiver of pleasure to run through her
>"I want you to..." She gasps as you begin circling her entrance with your tongue
"Yeshmph?" You are enjoying this far too much
>She takes a minute to catch her breath and fight off the overwhelming stimulation
>"Anon pl-please," She moans rocking against your face "Stop teasing m-me, I need to c-cum"
>That was exactly what you needed to hear
>You dive right in and attack her pussy
>Licking, sucking, and kissing every nook and cranny you can reach
>While paying special attention to her clit
>And you must be doing a good job
>Because Sugarcoat starts moaning louder than ever
>Finally you manage to hear her breathing pick up and she buries her hands in your hair
>"Anon I'm..."
>You take that as your signal and take her clit between your lips and suck as she let's out the loudest moan yet
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>And like that you feel her tense up as her legs tighten around your head, She arches her back, and loudly moans your name as the dam breaks
>And boy did it break
>Now you know how she'd felt earlier when she hadn't been prepared for you load
>You'd though you'd get a few spurts and then clean her up as she came down from her orgasm
>What happened was Sugarcoat let loose with spray that went right down your mouth and left you coughing and sputtering as she proceeded to blast your face with the rest of her orgasm
>So Sugarcoat was a squirter
>Who'd've thunk it
>It takes Sugarcoat a minute to catch her breath "Anon, that...was better than I could have expected" She smiles down at you before rolling off you and onto the bed "I just...need a minute before we go on"
>Shit
>So you really are going all the way
>Giving up the old V-card
>And to Sugarcoat of all people
>What is real life right now
>Well not like you'd questioned anything else at this point
>You sit up and wipe some of Sugarcoat's juices off your face
"You know you could have mentioned you were a squirter" You say sarcastically before licking your fingers clean
>This was a taste you could get used to
>You can see Sugarcoat try to give you a sexy and confident look
>But considering she's still mid-afterglow it comes out as more of big goofy smile
>"Well since you went and marked me like some kind of animal I thought it was only fair I did the same with you" She chuckled
"Marking your territory huh?" You say giving her a smirk deciding it's finally time to start taking off your own clothes
>"I hope your friends the Dazzlings won't mind" She says sitting up and reaching out to grab the hem of your shirt "Here let me help you with that"
>With surprising ease she manages to help relieve you of your shirt
>"My, football really has done wonders for you" She says looking you up and down
"And dancing's done the same for you" You say taking in her body once again
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>The two of you just stare into each other's eyes
>All you can think about is how beautiful she is and how much you want her right now
>Finally the waiting gets to be too much for you
"So Sugarcoat, you ready to keep going?"
>Sugarcoat gives you a big hungry smile "Oh I'm more than ready Anon, but there's just one thing I need you to do first"
>Before you can even ask what Sugarcoat grabs you by the shoulders and throw you down onto the bed
>"You can assume the position" She grins as she straddles your lap
>You can feel her still wet pussy rubbing against your dick as she leers down at you
>"Now I know this is your first time so I'll try to be gentle" She says leaning down and planting a kiss on you
>Now in a normal situation you'd roll your eyes and point out how it was also her first time too
>But she's currently taking your dick and positioning it just below her entrance so you don't
>You move your hands to her hips and give her a smile
"I'm all yours" You say dumbly
>But she smiles so you figure it must not have been that dumb
>Slowly she begin to lower herself down, taking in the tip and letting out a long sighing gasp
>Or was that you
>You can't even tell
>You've never felt anything like this before
>It's so tight and warm
>She takes more of you in now
>Reaching to almost halfway down your shaft
>You tighten your grip on her hips and groan as you feel her walls tighten around you
>Sugarcoat leans forward panting and puts her hands on both your shoulders
>"Th-that's it, just a little m-more"
>You aren't sure if she's talking to herself or you
>But then resumes bringing down her hips until you're all the way inside her
>Wow
>This feels better than you could have ever imagined
>Sugarcoat takes a minute to catch her breath before looking down at you with a pleased expression
>"Well Anon, is it everything you'd hoped it would be?" She asks looking more than a little hopeful
>You smile up at her
"Everything and more" You say as you reach up to kiss her
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>So no shit here you were
>Balls deep in one of the hottest girls in school as you made out on her bed
>And you could tell how much she was enjoying this by the way her pussy was gripping your dick
>As the kiss deeps you move your hands from her hips to her ass and give it a good squeeze and feel her moan into the kiss and rock in your lap
>Shit
>That felt amazing
>Sugarcoat breaks the kiss and gives you a cocky smile
>"Good, I'm glad you like it" She says before pushing you back down onto the bed with a triumphant smirk "Because I'm not done with you yet"
>Again as if to spite your penchant for witty comebacks she begins moving
>Nothing too intense
>You were both still new to all this
>But having a beautiful girl slowly and rhythmically riding your dick does have a tendency to pre-occupy a guy after
>And the way she rode you felt indescribable
>In short you were in Heaven
>You laid there mesmerized by the girl on top of you
>From the faces she made as she carefully rose and fell on your dick, to the way her boobs jiggled in the cat themed bra she still had on, to the way she moaned every time you twitched inside her
>Combine that with the feeling and you were in pure bliss
>Once you thought the two of you were getting used to everything you decided to get a little more adventurous
>The next time she went up you gave her ass a nice firm squeeze prompting her to moan loudly and look down at you while blushing
>"What was th..."
>This time you were the one to cut her off by pulling her back down while also bringing your hips up
>This got an even louder moan
"Just doing my part to make sure you enjoy yourself too" You say smugly as you pull yourself up and move to start kissing her neck
>"How gentleMANly of YOu" She moans as you begin slowly rocking your hips in and out of her
"Well I do try" You grin and you begin kissing down her neck
>She just moans and does her best to match the rhythm of your hips
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>The two of you go on as you get in better sync with one another
>Sugarcoat rocking herself back and you pulling her back towards you
>For your part you do your best to keep up this simple rhythm while kissing up and own her neck
>Occasionally you give it a little bite and feel her tense up around you
>You know she'll probably get mad at you for leaving hickeys
>But honestly with all her talk about "Marking territory" earlier you can't help but like the idea of Sugarcoat walking into school Monday with little reminders that she's your GF to show off
>Shit was hot
>You give her another playful little bite right under her jaw and she moans loudly and leans into you pressing her chest against yours
>That's when you feel the soft material of her bra rub against your bare chest
>It feels nice
>But you think it's high time you get to see Sugarcoat in all her glory
>With a heavy heart you pull one of your hands from her ass and trail it up her body
>You think you actually might have heard her give a slight moan of disappointment as you did that
>Which you will definitely file away for future reference
>But this hand had an important mission
>You do take a brief moment to feel Sugarcoat's amazingly toned stomach on the way up
>But then complete your journey up to her tits
>She lets out a surprised moan as you make your way up and give her right breast a little squeeze
>It was cute little sound
>And she makes an even louder one when you then move your hand down and grab the her bra and pull it up and over her breasts
>You pull yourself away from her neck and take a moment to sit there and take in her tits
>They were just the right size for her and her small dark nipples looked incredibly sexy
>"I-I'm sorry" She mutters breaking you from your stare
>Huh
"For what?"
>"That they're not as big as..."
>You cut her off by cupping them in both hands and taking her right nipple into your mouth causing her to moan
"They're perfect just the way they are, just like you"
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>Sugarcoat blushes so much she actually brings her hands up to cover her face for a moment
>"D-do you really m-mean that"
> *Doki doki intensifies*
>You reach up with one hand and pull her hands away from her face
"Of course I do" You say with a big smile as you watch her blush get deeper and feel her pussy tighten around you
>"W-well good" She mutters looking away to hide her blush
>Dear lord
>You're not sure which is sexier
>Sugarcoat's whole lusty dominant side
>Or her cute flustered side
>Either way you were more than happy to have both of them all to yourself
>You move back down to her tits and begin kneading and playing with the tender flesh
>They were so soft and fit just perfectly in your hands
>After a bit you move your thumbs to her cute little nipples and circle and flick the sensitive little buds
>And boy were they sensitive
>It seemed like every time to circled her areola her breath would hitch
>And every time you flicked the nipple she'd actually let out a moan
>It was like Sugarcoat was an instrument you could play
>And boy did you enjoy the music she made
>You lean your head back down and take her left nipple in your mouth and lightly suck on it and hear Sugarcoat moan your name
>That only spurs you on
>Soon you're switching back and forth between her boobs playing with one nipple in one hand while using your lips and tongue on the other
>All the while all Sugarcoat can do is pant, moan, and ride on your dick
>"Th-that's it Anon...just like that....don't stop" She moans wrapping her arm around your head and pressing her tits even more into you
>While she's doing this she picks up the speed of her hips bouncing up and down faster and faster
>"A-Anon"
>You look up at her as she takes your face in her hands
"Yeah?"
>"Kiss me"
>You lean up and kiss her with all you have and feel her tense up around you which sets you off
>Feeling her loudly moan into your mouth you shoot your load into her
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>This was the orgasm of your life
>You'd never felt anything like it
>And it was only helped by fact that Sugarcoat was right there with you
>Kissing you with all she had
>Wrapping her legs around your waist
>And judging from the way her pussy was trembling, cumming her brains out right alongside you
>So you two just sit there, kissing each other until you've just about run out of air
>Lost in the post orgasmic haze until finally you fall back on the bed with Sugarcoat on top of you
>As you lay there you try to catch your breath and realize sleeping with Sugarcoat is its own kind of physical conditioning
>You're glad she waited until the off season to finally confess to you or else you might not have survived
>Hell right now you were too tired to even pull out of her
>Just letting your semi-hard member rest comfortably in the soft warm embrace of her pussy
>Not that you could even if you wanted too with the way Sugarcoat still had her surprisingly strong legs wrapped around you
>So you just lay back and soak in the amazing feeling while alternately reminding yourself just how lucky you are
>That is until a certain soft voice get's your attention
>"Mmmmhhhmmm, Anon?"
"Yeah 2M" You say not really mustering the energy to do more than just stare up at the ceiling
>"That was...amazing" She says breathlessly
>You can't help but find this new much more relaxed side of her sexy
"Yeah, it kind of was" You agree stupidly "I wasn't too rough with you or anything was I?"
>Sugarcoat giggles and you feel her pat your chest
>"No Anon, you were perfect. Of course it didn't hurt that I'd already torn my hymen due to dance years ago, but still you made this the best first time I could have ever hoped for" She say now stroking your chest
>Holy shit
>Your ego couldn't get any bigger than this right now
"Hey, you weren't so bad yourself" You joke earning another giggle
>"So..." She says after she stops her giggling "Are you ready for round two?"
>WHAT!?
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"A-another round" You say in surprise "Already?"
>Whatever happened to just cuddling
>"Why not?" Sugarcoat says pushing herself up and unsheathing your cock from inside her as she got to her hands and knees "Like I said I've been waiting for this moment for months, so I want to enjoy every minute of it as much as possible"
>She gave you the most determined but still sexy look you'd ever had the pleasure of being on the receiving end of
>Hell you could already feel yourself starting to get hard again
>"That is..." She fluttered hey eyes at you before flashing her usual smirk "If you you're up to the task"
>Oh
>So that's how she was gonna play this
>Okay
>Two can play at this game
"Y'know the funny thing is I know you're playing me, but you're right" You say smirking back up at her
>The things you do for love
>"Good, I was hoping I wouldn't have to do all the work" Sugarcoat said giving one of her pigtails a flip
"Are you implying I wasn't pulling my weight?"
>"Oh I just thought considering how you're a big strong football player you wouldn't have so much trouble handling a poor frail little dancer like me" She teased dismounting you and then stretching
>Specifically stretching in a way that showed off her well toned stomach and pushed out her chest
>You couldn't help but lick your lips at the sight
"Well I guess it's a good thing that I AM a big strong football player..." You say sitting up and matching her ridiculous stretch with one of your own
>Making sure to flex your arms while doing so
"Because having sex with you is a workout all itself" You can't help but notice how Sugarcoat's eyes look you up and down and how she bites her lip
>"Oh Anon..." She says leaning closer to you "I hate to break it you, but that was just the warm up" She purs before kissing you again
>God, Santa, Heavenly Budha, Kamen Rider...
>I don't know which of you to thank for this
>But you the man bro
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>1 hour a several orgasms later
>You and Sugarcoat have collapsed back onto the bed
>Your arm is trapped under her as she lazily cuddles against your chest
>You don't mind though
>Mostly because either you did such a good job in bed or, more likely, she is too tired to care that you'd lit up a cigarette to help you catch your breath and clear your head
>And now that you've got blood pumping back to your brain all you can think is...
>Wow
>Just...
>WOW
>That all really just happened
>All of it
>Even the sexy bits
>You and Sugarcoat were dating now
>And she'd just rocked your world like you were the hero of Strip club rock anthem
>But as more of your clarity returns to you an important concern rears it's ugly head
"Hey...Sugarcoat" You say hoping she hasn't passed out on you
>Because while you enjoy having your new naked girlfriend cuddled up next to you
>It would be awkward to try explaining that to Joe if he showed up with his usual sense of timing
>"Hmmm, yes Anon?"
"We uh...we didn't use any protection during any of that did we" You say nervously voicing your realization
>"No, we certainly didn't" Sugarcoat says bluntly
"That's...uh...that's what I thought" You say trying to keep your voice from shaking by taking another drag of your cigarette
>"I am however regularly taking birth control so you can stop your worrying" She says matter of factly causing your sphincter to un-clench "Though if I were to get pregnant I would expect you to take responsibility and make an honest woman out of me" She went on unable to hide the amusement in her voice
"I mean of course...I'm just not really ready to be a dad"
>Hell most days you were hardly ready to be a functioning human being
>"True, and a baby right now would get in the way of our plans for college"
"Yeah...Wait, what!?"
>"Why else did you think I was tutoring you?" Sugarcoat asks turning to look up at you "How else could you get into Manehattan U with me after we graduate?"
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>Now this was hardly the first time Sugarcoat had floored you with something
>Looking back on it, you're short and now official relationship had mostly been a series of you being shocked by the pig-tailed girl
>Still
>This shit had caught you off guard
"S-so you mean when you were talking about MU the other day it was because..."
>Sugarcoat blushed
>"Because I wanted to go to the same school as you after graduation, yes" She said simply "I mean it would be stupid to start dating only to have to break it off because we ended up moving to two different parts of the country for school" She added hastily still blushing
>Damn she was cute when she got like that
"Okay, okay I get it" You say with a bit of a chuckle "But even if we couldn't get into the same school that doesn't mean we have to break up. We could try the whole long distance thing"
>Sugarcoat just sighed
>"Statistically speaking Long distance relationships are doomed to fail" Sugarcoat rattled off "Plus well..." She trailed off muttering something under her breath
"What was that?" You asked reaching down and tilting her chin up so you could look her in the eyes
>She was blushing even harder now
>"I said I don't want to worry about some other girl snatching you away from me okay" She huffed before looking away
>Now sure, you'd only been "Officially" dating Sugarcoat for a few hours now, but even you can admit what you did next was stupid
>But you couldn't help it
>You laughed
>Out
>Fucking
>Loud
>Sugarcoat didn't take this so well
>"What's so funny?" She demanded glaring up at you
"S-sorry, but seriously...you actually think another girl would want to go out with me, sorry but that's too funny"
>"This isn't joke Anon" Sugarcoat chided slapping your chest "Plus you might not think much of yourself, but I can think of a few girls who'd want to steal you away from me"
"Oh really, name one" You say deciding to play along
>"Okay, how about that obnoxious bully girl we met today for starters"