“Hey Kel.” I greeted my best friend Kelly as she met me at my house to walk to school. It was our daily ritual.

“Hey Spence… so you know how Glen dumped Stacy-”

“Yeah finally. That slut was holding him back.” I rolled my eyes. Stacy was on the cheerleading squad. She was a good cheerleader I guess. But Jesus what an attitude. She called one of the girls fat and that girl went anorexic. What a stupid statement can do to somebody huh? I noticed my use of the word ‘slut’ hadn’t gone unnoticed by Kelly at all. She just stood there gawking at me. I never swear, well on the outside anyway. “What?”

She shook her head at me. “Nothing, nothing. So yeah anyway seeing as he dumped the hoe, would you mind if he took me to the dance next Friday?” She asked hopefully. Yeah, trading one hoe for another? That should be interesting.

“Of course.”

“Thanks Spencer. You know I was kind of worried you were gonna go all psycho bitch on me.” She laughed. Hilarious. I’ll psycho bitch her. “Hey Mr and Mrs. C.” She waved to my dad and Paula.

“Hi Kelly. You want some breakfast before you two head off for school?” My dad asked sweetly. I love my dad.

“Thanks dad but we haven’t really got time.” I checked my watch, we had plenty of time really. I hated Paula and Kelly together. My mum and my best friend getting along more than my mum and her own daughter? Now that’s just fucked up. He smiled at us and I dragged Kelly along with me with a quick ‘bye’ to the parentals.

We walked down the path to the field. It’s quiet. Kelly has a fag lit as always and I just walk beside her in silence. I like this. Not many people walk this way, over the field I mean. Most of them drive their Porsche’s, or Lambs, or whatever sports car that’s in. Stupid rich kids. Ok I’m not exactly poor or anything but still.

So we get to school. ‘Morning Star Christian School’. Paula’s idea. Go figure. It sounds like a friggin’ pre-school. I don’t mind school, you know if you like that whole ‘oh my god she told me that you said that he said that she went out with him on Saturday’ kind of thing, or even the ‘you know she called you a bitch right? I heard it. Honest’ even though they are lying out of their teeth because they have nothing better to do. One word to explain those girls. Barbies. Full blown out slutty Barbies.