"Whatever you do is fine. As long as you aren't hurting anyone."

~Elle Writes

Chapter 1

🌸BETHANY'S P.O.V.🌸

Change. Having a change was the least I could think of. I mean, I didn't even think or care of it for a split second. Never have I ever, wanted to change myself. The boyish, nerdish and childish me. No one even noticed me or talked to me. And here I was, at the mall, with my Aunt Frannie who came home after ten long years, shopping for new outfits, make ups, and girlish stuff I didn't even know existed.

"Aunt Fran?" I asked. She hummed in response. "Is this really necessary? I mean, do I have to do this?" I asked. She sighed and dropped the dress she was holding and placed it on top of the waiting chair. "It's never too late to back out Beth. It's your choice if you want a new change of clothes, face essentials, bags and extremely expensive perfume for free or not." She said. "Expensive? You told me it didn't cost a fortune!" I shouted. "Who said it costed a fortune? It costs the life of freakin' God!" Aint Fran shouted. "No need to shout Auntie. We're in public." I said smiling at the other customers who glanced curiously at our direction. "Fine, try this dress on and I'll buy you a set of lingeries at Victoria's Secret." She said making me groan. "What am I? A stripper? I don't need lingeries Auntie!" I protested. "You'll never know my dear. You'll never know." She winked making me roll my eyes

—*—

So this is the day that I have been waiting for.You suckers will see the new Bethany Emma Rogers! My aunt took me to school since she couldn't trust me and thought that I would hide behind a tree and change and ruin her "masterpiece". "What are you waitin' for?! Get your *** in there! And Bettie," I glanced at her and she smoldered. "Game face on. Your curves are full, you have a thin waist, you have a coca cola body shape, you're almost perfect btch!" She chuckled making me turn around and roll my eyes. I sighed and started to walk. When I reached the Campus' main door, I walked in and the usual, people chit chatting, some flirting and some just staring at the wall. And then I heard someone wolf whistle. Ugh, Clive Jonathan Boyer.

"Well, well, well. Look what we got here boys!" He shouted, loud enough for everyone to hear. Everyone looked at me. Some wolf whistled like Clive did.And some are analyzing me from head to toe. "Oh please Clive just leave me alone for once in your life will ya?" I asked. "What if I don't want to?" He asked stepping closer. He's invading my personal bubble. Arsehole. "Then step out of my way!" I shouted. And then I realized,

Iam so dead!

I calmed down. And to my surprise, he wasn't mad. "What if I don't want to do that to?" He challenged. "Then do something you want." I replied. "This is what I want." He said stepping a little more closer making me step back. If he steps forward, I step backward. Repeatedly. And then I gasped when my back comes in contact with the wall. He rested his hand next to my head while the other grabbed my waist.

I can't breathe! Open your mouth dumbass! I'm trying! Inhale, exhale! Repeat! It doesn't work! Well then, shoot myself for that! "Why don't you go and have fun with Heather huh? She's your girlfriend anyway! And don't come near me ever again. I don't want to get into trouble." I told him. Clive has always been bullying me since the 1st grade. I don't know why but he keeps making fun of me.

My Mom told me that if boys keep teasing you, it means that they like you.

Clyde(his brother) was leaning on one of the lockers and staring at me. When Clive didn't move a muscle, I pushed him and walked away. I can still feel Clyde's gaze when I left. I entered my first class only to be greeted by a loud squeal. I closed my eyes and smiled. "OMG Bethany!!! You look so hot and beautiful! I like it! Please stay like this." My bestfriend Samantha said. "Thanks Sam. But I don't know if I can stay like this." When she was about to reply, a very familiar voice called my name. Sam gave me a knowing look. "Hey Bethany." I turned around and saw Vivian.

Of course every school there will always be a slut.

Like Vivian.

"Hi." I greeted. "I was wondering if you would like to come to Heather's party tonight. 7PM Sharp. I'll text you the address. Is it still your number?" She asked and I nodded. "Stay away from Clive. Remember, you have been warned."

And with that, she turned around and left. We used to be bestfriends. And now we're not. But I don't want to stay with snakes and plastics. So I ended our friendship and I made sure to avoid her. "You going Beth? Because I'm not." Sam said. "I don't know. Like I said, I'll think about it. And I didn't ask you to come." When I realized that I was too rude I clamped my mouth with hand. Sam never got tired of me no matter how harsh, mean, or rude I am to her sometimes. And that's what friends are for. "OMG! Sam I'm sorry. You can go to the party if you want and if I decide to go, you can come with me." I told her. "It's fine Beth. I'm used to it. Just no leaving each other okay?" She asked and I nodded and smiled.

We have been bestfriends since Somophore Year. And look at us now. Still together. There is only one thing I'm waiting for..... Chemistry class. Because my seatmate is Clyde Boyer. The hottest, nicest and most handsome guy in Campus. Clive is the womanizer. No wonder he's in a relationship with the Campus' Second Slut. Well, Vivian liked Clyde so, Clive has no choice. Clive and Clyde are twin brothers. They look exactly like each other. Although Clyde's hair and outfit is neat and in a gentelman style..Clive, is the bad boy. He kinda turns me off.

You like him though.

Oh shut up!

—*—

I entered my next class which is Chemistry...

Meaning I'll get to see Clyde!

Oh snap out of it, just take a seat.

I didn't know that someone was already beside me.Until, someone spoke. "Hey Bethany." 'Twas Clyde.

This is rare!

He hasn't talked to me in ages! Maybe it's just because of my new change of style? He has a girlfriend though, Vivian. "Hi." I replied. "I heard you're coming to the party?" He asked. "About that, I'm still kinda thinkin' 'bout it." I replied. "Oh well you should come." He said."Can you tell your girlfriend I can't come?" His eyes widened and he looked at me with a questioning look. Vivian told me to keep away from Clyde. Because he's hers. "Who?" Clyde asked me. "Nevermind Clyde. I don't wanna talk about it." I blushed. "It's okay I won't judge. I promise." He raised his hand, court style. "Uh— Err— Vivian and I used to be very bestfriends. And she knew that you were my seatmate in Chemistry class. And then after a while, she betrayed me. She didn't even deny it when I asked her if she really said a lot of things behind my back. And so, I cut things with her. And then one time, she came near me and told me to stay away from you. I thought she was your girlfriend." I didn't realize that his hand was already on top of mine. "She was never my girlfriend. The guys teased me to her but I never liked her. Well, I did that's why I'm gonna use you." He muttered the last part and I couldn't seem to understand it.."I'm sorry what?" I asked and he tucked a lock of hair behind my ear. "Nevermind Bethany." He replied. "Okay. If you say so." I replied.

I wore my gloves again and continued to mix the potion stuff. It started to errupt like a volcano, meaning I did it properly. The Professor glanced at us and smiled. "Class, I believe we have a winner." He announced. "Good job Bethany." Clyde gave me two thumbs ups. "Was this teamwork or individual work?" The professor asked. I knew just what to reply. "Indi—" When Clyde was about to reply, I cut him off by placing my hand on top of his right thigh. "Teamwork sir." I replied. Clyde looked at me and smiled. He even placed his hand on top of mine. I forgot one thing, Vivian was here.

And then the bell rang. "You did a great job Bethany. You didn't have to do that though. I'm fine with it being individual. You did most of it anyway." Clyde told me when we were on our way to the cafeteria. "Well I had to. I mean, I feel bad if I don't." I replied. "Thanks anyway." He hugged me and I hugged him back and then someone pulled my hair making me turn around.

'Twas Vivian. Fuming with anger.

"Vivian what the hell?!" I asked. "I told you to stay away from him!" She shouted. "Well who are you? My mother?! You can't tell me what to do. And Clyde isn't yours so stop warning me. Because I will be the one warning you. Just because you like him, doesn't mean he's yours! Why don't you just leave my life alone?! After calling me a slut and *****! Are you describing yourself Vivian?! Just leave me alone! " I walked away but Clyde followed me.

Hugging my waist. "Bethany please don't go." He begged. "Oh God you smell so good." He complimented. I chuckled. "Fine." I replied and he hugged me, again. "Can you warn me if you hug me?" I asked. "Oh yeah, sorry. Can I hug you?" He asked. I laughed and nodded. We hugged for a while. And then we decided to go to the cafeteria. We turned around and walked towards Vivian. I mean walked past Vivian. Her mouth was open. "Close the door!" I shouted not daring to look back. And someone's hand was interwined with mine.

"You can't control feelings. Thus, you can't control love."

-Elle Writes

Chapter 2

⚜BETHANY'S P.O.V.⚜

Me and Clyde exchanged numbers. I can't believe we flirted a lot in the cafeteria. He even took me to their table! They say that if you take a girl to your "bro's table" meaning you're claiming that she's yours. Clyde likes me? Well, I like him too. Me and Vivian always squealed when he was around. I heard a familiar car honk. "Chop chop slow ***!" Aunt Frannie said making me laugh. I ran to her car and opened the passanger seat door. "Any plans for tonight?" She asked and I shook my head. "Actually. I'm attending to a party." I told her and her eyes widened. "Party?! As in highschool party?!" She asked and I nodded. "Well then, finally we're gonna use those pumps we bought yesterday!" She shouted.

Ugk. I am the luckiest niece in the world.

Aunt Frannies's words.

Shhh!

—*—

I was hella ready for the party. I wore a red checkered button up shirt with a black spaghetti strap shirt inside. Black denim skorts (it's like a skirt but it's a skort) and I decided to wear my boots. I didn't want to wear a dress because all the dresses we bought are too revealing. "Kick some *** Bethany!" My Aunt shouted. If my Dad heard me saying that, he would disown me. He said it was unlady like and I shouldn't be shouting stuff like that because I'll be humiliated.If he heard Aunt Frannie shouting that he would probably send her out.

"I'm glad Mum and Dad aren't home." I told her. "Yeah me too. Because I gotta hold this angelic mouth of mine if they were." She replied. I rolled my eyes."You call that angelic Auntie? Well lucky you. They won't be back until next month." I told her.

I guessed that Vivian wouldn't text me the address to Heather's house so I texted Clyde.

Bethany:

Hey Clyde it's Bethany. I was wondering if you know the address to Heather's house?

Clyde:

Yes. You know what? I'll just pick you up and we'll go together. What's your address?

Bethany:

Habsburg St. House #24. See ya!

Clyde:

Yeah see you. Don't miss me too much ;)

Bethany:

Trust me, I won't. Maybe you're the one who's missing me :)

Clyde:

Ya bet.

I locked my phone and told Aunt Frannie that I'll wait for Clyde.

—*—

"Are you ready?" Clyde asked me as soon as we arrived at Heather's house on his bike.

I'm glad I tied my hair into a bun because Clyde isn't the type of guy who likes to wear helmets because his hair is "too precious" for those stuff (his words not mine).

"Better ready than never." I replied biting my bottom lip. "It should be now or never." Clyde argued. "Yeah whatever. I'm coming up so we better get this party started!" I sang and sang and made my way inside the house.

"That's the spirit!" Clyde shouted and put an arm around my waist.

"So... Do you um— l-like m-me?" The words slipped out of my mouth without knowing.

He started at me. Completely shocked.

He opened his mouth and closed it again.

When he was about to reply, Heather came into the picture.

"Yo Clyde! Oh and Bethany! What's up?" She greeted.

"Oh you know, the sky, the moon and stars. The usual." I joked.

"You're funny. But, you're not my type." She replied.

"You're not funny. And sluts, and pompoms aren't my type." I replied.

"Girls can you keep it down?" Clyde asked.

"How can I keep it down Clyde?! Huh?! This slutty btch decided to dress up and steal you from Vivian! And now you expect me to keep it down?! Come here Vivian and kiss Clyde! And show him that you are worth it and nothing like Bethany!" Oh boy.

"Yeah Vivian come here. I don't wanna waste my time on kissing you. So, I'm just gonna waste it on rejecting you. No matter how you look or no matter what you do, I'll never like or love you back. And you were never my type keep that in mind. All I ever wanted was Bethany. She is the only girl that I ever liked. She never talked to me but I always liked her. So shut the fck up and leave me and Bethany alone." I was shocked. And happy at the same time.

Vivian was crying. I know she felt humiliated so she disappeared.

Clyde Boyer liked me back?! As in for real?!

Oh my mother fcking rainbows and unicorns!

Am I dreaming?!

And then he slowly walked towards me.

Leaned in.....

And kissed me.

I kissed him back.

Aunt Frannie told me to just move my lips and let my heart take over.

And don't be nervous because I didn't wanna be called a bad kisser.

—*—

"Meet my friends. That's Jake." He pointed the hot guy with blonde hair.

"Hey yo Bethany. What's up?" Jake greeted.

"The sky." I replied.

"Hahaha you're funny!" He said pointing his index finger at me.

"And that over there, is John." He pointed the guy with light brown hair and green eyes.

"Hello." He greeted.

"And that is Philip. The goody-two-shoes of our squad." I smiled at him.

"You must be Bethany. Nice to finally meet you!" He said.

He offered his hand and I shaked it.

"Nice to finally meet you too." I replied.

"Where's Clive?" Clyde asked them.

"I think he went to get some drinks. He'll be back anytime soon." Jake replied.

"Let's get wasted!" I heard a very familiar voice say.

Clive....

He's so hot!

I thought of something to make him jealous.

"Tell Clive I'm your girlfriend."  I whispered to Clyde.

"Hey bro! Meet Bethany.... My girlfriend." Clive's eyes widened.

I knew he likes me!

Oh shut up!

You know that you're talking to yourself right?

Whatever!

"Can I talk to you for a second?" Clive asked.

I didn't know if he was talking to me or to Clyde.

Then he was staring at me as if waiting for me to go with him.

I pointed myself.

"Me?" I asked.

"No, the chair." He replied.

I rolled my eyes.

"Have fun talking to the chair." I replied.

"Of course you Bethany!" He shouted harshly.

"Woah, woah, woah. Don't talk to my girl like that." Clyde warned him.

"Oh right I'm sorry. Now come with me I just need to talk to you." He said.

I thought of something to tease him.

"Say please." I smirked.

"What?" He asked.

"I said, say please. Or no talking." I said.

He groaned. "Fck this! Please?" He begged.

I followed him.

Heather will kill me if she sees us.

"I bet Heather will kill me if she finds out I'm with you." I said.

"No she won't. I won't let anything or anyone harm you." He muttered and I didn't understand.

"I'm sorry what?" I asked.

"Nothing. Just follow me." He said.

I obeyed.

We climb up the stairs and entered one of the rooms.

We switched on the light and saw that the bed was occupied.

Two people making out.

Heather and a guy.

"Heather?" I asked and looked at Clive.

He looked shocked as hell.

"Baby. No, it's not what you think. I—I—" Clive shook his head.

"Don't call me baby. We're over." Clive said and walked out of the room.

I followed him and grabbed his wrist.

"Clive, please calm down. If you're just gonna leave and then you just wasted my time coming here." I said.

"I'm sorry. I won't leave. I just got shocked. Heather promised me she wouldn't do such a thing." He replied.

I hugged him.

"Promises, promises. You shouldn't believe in those not to be mean or anything. Just stating the obvious okay? Heather's a mother fckng btch arse slut." He chucked and hugged me back.

"I know." He replied.

"Now, what were you gonna tell me?" I asked.

"I am not destroying my brother to you or anything. It's just that, he lied to you. He told you he never liked Vivian but honestly, he did. He even had sex with her on 8th grade. They were together for a month and then she broke up with him because he started cheating on her. He said all those stuff a while ago because Clyde already changed. And Vivian wants her back. But, he just used you to get Vivian to go away." He said.

"We aren't really together. I—I just told him to pretend we're together to—to— m—make you jea—jealous." I replied.

"The reason why I always teased you because I liked you. And now, Bethany I think I love you." Clive confessed.

"I'll be hurting Clyde if—" He cut me off by kissing me.

I kissed him back.

He pulled away.

"As long as he doesn't know." And then he kissed me again.

You slutty btch.

I told myself.

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that."

~Martin Luther King Jr.

Chapter 3

⚜BETHANY'S P.O.V.⚜

I woke up, my headache is shattering my head into pieces.

I glanced at my alarm clock and saw that it was already 8AM.

I drank two tablets of aspirin and went inside the shower.

I undressed myself and throwed my clothes in the hamper.

I turned on the shower.

Memories from last night's party started flashing in my mind.

Sht.

I did drink!

Flashback

"You're just in time guys! We are about to play, spin the bottle!" Clyde said as soon as we and Clive were done making out.

A couple of spins.

Clyde's bottle landed on me.

We kissed for a little while before I pulled away.

It was my turn to spin the bottle.

It landed on Clive.

I kissed him a little longer than I kissed Clyde.

And then it was Jake's turn.

In landed on me.

Oh fck am I gonna kiss all of the boys in their squad?

And then John, Philip and Clive's bottle landed on me.

They said it was unfair.

But I didn't care.

They even said I was the lucky girl of the night.

And then we placed pass the card.

We passed the card with our lips.

And if the card fell, you're gonna have to kiss the guy next to you.

Mine fell.

And Clive was next to me.

End of flashback.

Oh my God I kissed a lot of boys last night!

When I was done taking a shower, I brushed my teeth and went outside.

My phone started ringing.

Someone was calling me.....

Clive....

"Hello?" I answered.

"Oh Hi, Bethany. I'm sorry if I bothered you but, Jake wouldn't give me my phone if I didn't call you." Clive replied.

"It's fine." How did we even exchange numbers?!

"So.... Uh— did—did you enjoy last night?" He asked.

"Yeah I did. Uhh— err— well, did you?" Why do I keep stuttering?!

"Yeah well, it was supposed to be like the normal parties but— when you came, it became more fun. With you suggesting games, keeping the conversation flowing you and kissing me?" He said the last word questioningly.

;What the hell is that Man?!

I bet that was Clive.

;Did you not enjoy kissing her?

Jake.

;I did but, do I have to tell her?! You will pay Jake! You will pay! I will make sure to eat all the burritos and food in the refrigerator!

;Oh really? I'm eating them now!

I heard something hitting flesh.

Oh God these boys.

He must've put me on speaker and forgot to turn it off.

"Oh shit you're on speaker?" Clive asked.

"I believe so. But trust me, I didn't hear anything." I replied.

Clive let out a sigh.

;I swear to God Clive! If you don't ask her out, I will drop your toothbrush in the toilet!

;Okay, okay. I will.

"The reason why I—I called you because, I was wondering if—if you wanted to hang out?" He asked.

I can imagine him rubbing the back of his neck right now.

"Yeah sure." I replied.

I heard him whisper.

;She said yes! She said fckng yes!

;Clive and Bethany sitting on a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

I heard Jake say.

"Am I still on speaker?" I asked.

"Yeah, why?" He replied.

"I have something to say to Jake." I told him.

"Okay. Jake listen to this!" Clive said.

;Hi Bethany.

"Hello. You sang the Kissing song right?" I asked.

"Yep. Why?" Jake replied.

"I have one for you. Jake and a bunch of whores sitting on a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G!" I shouted making Clive chuckle.

"That was a good one Bethany! But mine's like this, Jake had lost his virginity. With a girl that has herpes. I know it sounds corny but he feels offended." Clive said.

"Bethany's song is better!" I heard someone say.

"Hi John!" I greeted.

"Yeah, we just got home. We went downtown to buy some food. And Philip just lives upstairs so, we all here." He informed me.

Even Clyde?

"Hi baby. I missed you." I heard someone say.

Clyde.

"Hi. I missed you too." I replied.

"Hello Bethany! Did you have fun last night?" I heard someone say.

"Yes I did. I had super duper fun Phil!" I greeted.

"So, I believe that's everybody. I'll text ya later. Bye!" Clive said.

Without giving me the chance to say goodbye too, he hang up on me.

Rude.

He must be mad.

Or jealous.

—*—

I went to Coffee Overdose to meet up with Clive.

It's already 10AM and I figured we can still have coffee.

"Hi." I turned around and saw Clive.

Wearing a black leather jacket, with a white tee inside.

And blue faded denim pants.

And black sneakers.

"Hey." I replied.

He gestured for me to go inside and I smiled at him before going inside.

After eating our breakfast, we decided to just walk around.

"So, you guys are living in an apartment?" I asked.

"Yeah. We got a five-star apartment. It has four rooms, a wide kitchen, five bathrooms, a guestroom, a dining room, living room and this place we call, "stock room" It's were we put our food, shampoo, shaving cream/foam, soap and stuff like that." He said.

"Condoms." I murmured.

He must've heard it.

"I'm sorry, what?" He asked.

"I said, condoms. I'm sure you guys got a box full of it." I said.

"To be honest, we do but it's really Jake's box and he gives us condoms. And says 'I do not want to be an Uncle too soon. Take care and don't have herpes.' And then shoves a plastic full of condoms." He says and I chuckle.

"Why won't Philip live with you guys? I mean, your apartment has four rooms. And it probably is wide. So, why won't he fit in?" I asked.

"Philip likes studying. And with us around, he said he can't concentrate so, he decided to have a separate room. He pays the full price on his own which is $1,000. He said it's fine with him." He replied.

I laughed, again.

Not because of what he said but, because of how we are right now.

"I don't know why you find that funny." He said.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't laughing about that, I was laughing about us. I mean, we absolutely hated each other since Elementary and look at us now, two crazy in love people." I laughed again.

"But to be honest, I never hated you. I just teased you, because I liked you. And I think you're the one who hated me because I was annoying." We both laughed.

"Seriously though, why couldn't you just say 'Hey Bethany I like you.' Instead of teasing and pissing me off?" I asked.

"I don't know." He replied.

"It would've been easier if you did. So if you don't like me anymore, and start to like somebody else, don't make the same mistake again." I said.

"Whoah there, since when would I stop, liking you? I have liked you ever since I knew how to write my name. I have liked you the very first time I entered the school gates. I have liked you ever since I heard you talk. And I still like you. It will never change." She shook her head.

"I don't know Clive, I mean. You're still young, you don't even know if I'm the one. You haven't reached that end of your life. And I think you haven't even started it. Don't make me hold you back, because you'll just regret wasting your time on me if you found out I wasn't the one." I told him.

"It's just that, you struck me. So hard that I fell, I fell in love with you. And I am very proud to admit that to the world. I just know that you're the one. I know that we're meant to be. You owe me sex if we end up together." He said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Sex? Seriously? How horny are you?" I asked.

"Very horny when you're around." I rolled my eyes again.

"I'm always around Mister." I told him.

"Yeah, exactly."

I cannot believe I am in love with a very insane, horny bastard.

And I'm proud of it.