Three girls cramped in one stall could only mean two things. A perfume scented hotbox, or a lesbian orgy. In the case of Apple, Eliza, and Betty, they were in there to do something far worse. Squeezed into that shitty, graffitied cell, they were brewing a scheme to cause all hell to break loose in Buckingham Academy. 

Apple was terrified. Her and Cassian hadn't spoken for years. And when he had first appeared in front of the headmistresses office, she had been stunned. She could barely hold herself back from shaking.

As soon as she had gotten to her dorm, she had thrown up all of the garbage she had had last night. And Apple did not get hangovers. Then to top it all off, he just had to do whatever the was in lit, bringing back memories she didn't realize she was suppressing. Bringing her back to a time she wanted to forget. She had stabbed through her palm with her nail to force herself to march to that desk. One sign of fear. One sign of weakness. And everything she had worked for would have crumpled into nothing. Maybe she was being dramatic, everyone always called her a drama queen, but they just didn't care about things as much as she did. She cared about her looks, she cared about her grades, and most of all, she cared about making sure everyone thought she didn't care. And whenever she felt weak and terrified, whenever she felt like the girl she was back in middle school. She always did things that reassured herself of the control she had over her life. The control she had over everything.

"Oh, this is MEAN," 

Betty chuckled, looking over Apple's shoulder.

"Maddie would LOVE this!"

Apple just smiled. It hadn't even taken her 30 minutes to find out everything about the bimbo on Cassian's lap. Her name is Mackenzie. She was another senior. She had started bleaching her hair since the 8th grade. And her and Cassian had met at a party two months ago. Apple also learned that Mackenzie just so happened to be at the rave last night. And that one of Apple's manwhores had got a picture of her leaving coach Landon's home, way after the rave had ended, and long after his wife and kids had fallen asleep. 

"This is life ruining," Eliza cackled, sucking at her roll of weed. 

"It's just a little prank," Apple fluttered her lashes innocently, 

"come on Lizzy, the cakey bitch deserves it, no one messes with my Pie,"

Betty threw her arms around Apple's neck and kissed her cheek. Apple only let her closest friends call her that. 

"Btw, has anyone heard from Maddie?" Betty took a swig from Eliza's weed.

"No I think she's gone M.I.A again," Eliza rolled her eyes.

The girls all huddled around the phone screen as Apple hit post on her burner. The one with her alt tumblr account, a Buckingham academy gossip account she had cleverly named 'Snow's Poison'. And not even 2 minutes go by before the comments are flooded with 'slut' and 'home wrecker'. Class isn't enough to stop the students of Buckingham from keeping up with every s.p update.

The girls browsed and laughed at the comments for a bit, but Apple soon got even tired of that. You could never tie her to one thing for too long. 

"Let's do something crazy," 

she suddenly blurted. Betty and Lizzy smiled mischievously at each other. Betty was the one to speak first, 

"My cousin Tony is in town, he could get us into his club tonight if you want," that was just what Apple needed. 

"Let's skip last period, I wanna go buy some new slutty outfits." 

The two other girls didn't need much convincing. The three left the bathroom and ran to the back of the school to avoid the hall monitor. "Fuck I'm not built for this shit," they giggled breathlessly when they reached the gate. And while they were helping each other climb up the gate in a fit of laughter, two witnesses worst then the hall monitors were perched on a brick wall. Cigarettes in hand.

"Speak of the devil,"

 Reggie sighed, as the two watched Apple get thrown over to the other side, yelling playfully at her friends without a care in the world, as if they were not in the process of ditching school. 

"Mhm,"

Cassian was the first to look away. He was serious when he was determined for that to be the last of it. For it to be nothing. He had given into his impulses. Had gotten his little revenge. And that was that. It wasn't that big of a deal. Soon he and the rest of the school would forget about it. And that part of his past would die for good.

"She's so sexy man,"

 on the other hand, Reggie was busy checking out Betty's ass as she dangled off the top the fence, flashing the whole world her black thongs. 

"You fucked that up bro, have some dignity and give up." 

Reggie just snorted "It's not like I wanna wife her up or anything, I just wanna fuck the bitch again, god she knows how to suck cock,"

that cracked a smile in Cassian, and the two had a good laugh at Betty's expense.

But when their laughter died down, Cassian remembered his hollowness again. And suddenly, he felt an urge to do something wild, something thrilling. An adrenaline rush to make him forget the darkness inside of him. And to make him forget this morning faster. 

"Let's do something crazy."

Reggie smirked, "I knew you would say that, that's why I had the boys make us some fakes, were hitting up the clubs tonight with the Mulberry girls." 

Cassian smiled. Reggie was a complete jackass, but he was quick on the uptake, and had his uses. Cassian had decided. Tonight, he would go out, party like there was no tomorrow, maybe fuck one or two of those mulberry girls, and finally, bury that part of his past for good.