Chapter 6 by daughterofdeath

Ben dropped me off at Britt’s house that afternoon. Her mom was gone, and didn’t even notice I was gone all night. Britt and Sam wanted me to tell everything, from when I saw Derrick kissing the girl Stephanie to Ben

dropping me off at her house. Just as I thought, Britt was proud of me when I took Ben’s hand and walked out.
“It’s exactly what he deserved too,” Sam said, “He shouldn’t have done that at all. And then for him to do that at the party and you were there. He’s lucky I don’t know him, or…..” Sam continued with a lot of threats that left me with my jaw hanging down.
“Ok Sam, I think that’s enough cussing and threats for you for one day. And Tiff, it’s about time you stop acting like a goody too shoes. You always made us seem like we were the bad people compared to you. Now we’re all bad girls together.”
Of course, as my best friends, they asked for every detail about what happened after I left Derrick’s house. So I gave it to them. They were laughing when I told them I didn’t know how I got in his room, but ended up in his bed that morning. We had so much fun; I didn’t want to go home. My mom is really strict and we have school tomorrow, so she would never let me stay.

The next day, it seems like everyone knew me and Derrick broke up. People who I knew only by face, not name, came up to me asking why I broke up with him. I became a celebrity in school, and I liked it. These people acted like my slaves. If I told them to do something, they did it, no question. It seems like my mom was right, as much as I hate to admit it. Maybe I was wasting time hanging out with

my friends, well, my old friends. I started hanging around them less and less everyday. I became the most popular girl in school, just because I broke up with Derrick.
The girls I hung out with were a lot different from everyone else I used to hang out with. They were hard drinkers, out every weekend, and come to school hung-over, and sometimes drunk. I still didn’t drink that much, but the more I hung out with them, the more I started drinking. I guess your friends do influence you. My crew had four other girls in it, Breanna, Tiniqua, Skyler, and Aurora. I knew we weren’t really friends; I couldn’t really talk to them about anything important. They were just there with me to gossip. That was one reason I didn’t tell them anything about my life; if I did, the whole school would know about it tomorrow.
Ben, on the other hand, seems to have forgotten what happened on Saturday. He doesn’t talk to me as much as he used to and told me he wasn’t my boyfriend. Even though I knew I shouldn’t have, I kept having sex with him. It was just something I wanted to do. I guess I did it because I really liked him, and to him, I’m just a girl he fucks every once in a while. It’s weird how someone could feel so good and so dirty at the same time. I was mad at him after he told me he wasn’t my boyfriend, but I got over that by the next week. He asked me to come over his house.
“When do you want me to come over?” At this time, I was hoping he was going to invite me back over.
“What about now? Who class you got?”

“Mr. Jones. But I don’t care, nobody wanna go to that man class.” Which is true, no one does. Besides, I can just copy off of Britt and Devin tomorrow.
“Come on then.” I know that Ben is just using me for sex, but we’re even, I’m just using him for sex too. Britt thinks I’m lying. I was talking to her on the phone last night; which is our only way of connection now with my new friends in my life; and she tried to tell me that I’m falling in love with him. I think I would know before her if I was falling in love with someone. She thinks she knows everything about me because she’s known me for that long. I didn’t tell her that though, she is still my best friend, even if we are drifting apart.

Now that I’m having sex with Ben regularly, I start seeing him all the time. I always saw him at drama practice, but now he starts showing up in my classes. He came in my art class one day and told me he was in the class now. I start seeing him in the hallways, which never happened before. He even has my lunch period now.
I sit with my new friends at lunch now, which I don’t think Britt is very happy about. She doesn’t like these girls at all, and she really doesn’t trust them. She is starting to act like Michelle. Britt has always tried to protect me, but she usually lets me do my own thing. She says my parents are strict enough; I don’t need her telling me what to do too.

Since Ben knows these girls, it gives him a reason to come over to our table without gossip starting. We have a code, everyday he walks over to our table to say hi to everyone, he wants to meet me back stage during last hour. Everyday he does that, he is never late for practice.
Today at lunch is one of those days he graces us with his presence.
“Hi beautiful ladies.” This is how I ended us sleeping with him. He could sweet talk a nun out of her clothes.
“Hey Ben,” all my so-called “friends” giggling like little school girls. He’s not even that cute. No, I’m lying, he’s perfect. A girl would be dumb not to like him. Besides, even if they don’t, he is a smooth talker, he can make them beg him to be with them by the time he’s done. I mean, he got me. I didn’t really like him like that before Derrick’s party.
After lunch, Britt asks me to talk to her.
“Are you still sleeping with Ben?” She just jumps at me like she’s my mom.
“Yeah, why?”
“He’s using you. Why won’t you see that? I’m sorry honey, but he’ll just fuck you until he finds someone new and then you’ll just be a girl he used to fuck.” She always tries to bring this up. Doesn’t she know I already know that he doesn’t want to go with me? She always tries to throw in my face that we’re only friends with benefits.
“Ok and how do you know I’m not just fuckin’ him just because I want to?”

“Because I know you Tiff. You’re not the kind of person that sleeps around; at least the Tiffany I know doesn’t do that. Tiff, what have you been doing to yourself for the last few weeks?”
“Well, you know so much about me, why don’t you tell me?” I’m starting to get really upset.
“Because we don’t talk anymore. You don’t come to Mr. Jones’ class anymore and you don’t eat with us anymore.” At that I walk away.
“I’ll call you later.”
“Of course you will. That’s the only way of contacting you these days.”
The only reason I walked away is because I know she’s right. I know Ben’s using me, but it was a lot easier when I pretended it didn’t happen. Britt made it all real when she threw it in my face. That and the fact that she’s right about something else. I am starting to fall in love with him.