Lauren To Lozza Pt 06

Lozza's POV

I woke up the next morning not really feeling any sign of a hangover, but I was certainly not feeling relaxed, the first thought of the morning for me was, "if you lie with dogs, you get fleas," the reason for this thought was last night's sexting with Harry, I would never have done this if I weren't influenced by the low grade people I was suddenly surrounded by.

I had a look at my phone, and saw Harry was surprised at my sudden departure from our texting last night, but he was actually nice about it, wishing me a goodnight and he even sent me a good morning message, no further pictures, I sent him a message wishing him a good morning.

As I started getting my college uniform ready Harry replied, telling me he was looking forward to seeing me at work later, I wanted to send back a text asking him to delete the two pictures from last night but I resisted, instead I just wrote I was looking forward to seeing him as well, I told myself he's already saw the pictures and he wouldn't exactly share them with anyone, I brought my uniform into the bathroom and started the shower, after my shower, I started to get ready.

Becky wrote in the group chat inviting me to breakfast, I was going to decline but when I was ready I went downstairs and saw my mum, Mum was sitting at the kitchen table, nursing a cup of coffee. She looked very rough, her hair a mess, her tired eyes looking up at me, very unlike mum but she looked so unkempt, the hangover had really done a number on her.

"Morning sweetheart," she croaked, taking a sip of her coffee. "How was your first day at work?"

I hesitated for a moment, weighing whether or not to tell her about the incident with Tony. The pro argument was she would not be very keen on Becky and her mum if she knew Becky could get drug dealers to back down but In the end, I decided to leave it out, not wanting to worry her.

"It was fine," I said, I then added, "I'll find something better soon though."

Mum nodded, she let out a long yawn before asking, "how are your workmates?"

I responded, "everyone was welcoming."

Mum smiled back at me, "that's good darling. Work can be so much easier when you have friends there, don't worry about looking for something much better, it's only your first job and you have college remember."

As I was about to ask mum about last night, she covered her mouth, and looked like she almost threw up, she apologised and then said she can't stomach any breakfast and may go back to bed.

I could just have something on my own or with Ben, but he wasn't down yet and dad was still in bed because of his now nightshifts, I would be spending the day with Becky anyway, so I decided I'd accept going to hers.

My mum headed to bed, with a glass of water, I wished her well before heading to Becky's, I hadn't replied on text and just knocked, Becky's mum answered, (Julie is her name btw, I don't think I mentioned that before).

"Hey, Lauren, Becky is upstairs just go up," I went upstairs,and knocked on her bedroom door and she shouted come in, I walked in to be greeted by Becky unashamedly stark naked.

Becky smiles at me and says, "hey, Lozza, joining for brekky then, I'm just getting dressed, sit ya arse down."

I nodded awkwardly, and sat on the bed, which was cluttered with clothes, I was not sure where to look. As Becky sorts out getting some clothes, I try my best to act natural and glance around the room, I still can't believe how trashy Becky is by flaunting her naked body without a care in the world. Becky excuses the clothes on the bed, saying she is seeing what clothes to sell as she wants to buy some new things later and needs more space.

Becky quickly changes topic, turning to show me her naked backside. "Hey, Lozza," pointing to her right cheek. "I'm thinking of getting a tattoo here, something funny, what do you think?"

I swallow hard, "Uh, whatever you want to do, I guess," I reply, trying to sound casual, I did not like tattoos.

Becky turns to face me, smiling. "Come on, Lozza, help me out here," she says, cupping her breasts and pouting her lips playfully. "What would you think if I got 'Bite Me' with a cute little cherry just here?" She points to the spot just above her right breast.

I force a smile, trying not to betray my discomfort. "It's your body, Becky," I say, shrugging. "But maybe something more... meaningful?"

Becky slipped on some knickers finally, and asked, "meaningful like what?"

I tried to think of suggestions at the top of my head, "some kind of quote that means something to you, or a symbol of something important in your life or that matters to you."

Becky paused for a moment like she was taking my thoughts in, "so like something relevant to me, like goals, life or a future career."

"Exactly, a first tattoo is a big decision, you are less likely to have regrets if it's something relevant to you," I responded, I was happy I was passing my wisdom on to Becky, maybe she's learning from her betters now.

Becky's eyes light up. "You know what, Lozza, you should get one too!"

"What?" I squeak, absolutely stunned at the suggestion. "No way."

"Come on," she says, her voice excited. "It'll be a laugh! Plus, it'll be like a bonding thing for us."

I shift uncomfortably on the bed, looking anywhere but at Becky.

Becky continued on, "we could choose each others, I pick your tat and you pick mine."

Becky put on her bra, she looked like she was having a serious think as she did this, then as if she got a lightbulb moment she said, "how about the McDonald's logo."

Her suggestion catches me off guard, I spit out, "what? On me? Why would I do that?"

Becky smiles, "Because it's your first job, babe. It's personal you know, where it all began. You'll look back on it and remember your first steps into the working world and it's cute, a little golden arch."

The idea of having the McDonald's logo permanently inked on my body made my stomach churn. "I think I'll pass on that one," I said, shaking my head.

Becky rolled her eyes, but smiled. "Alright, no worries. But just think about it--maybe someday you won't be chicken and agree, also think of one for me ok?"

I wanted to move on, I quickly changed the subject. "So, what's for breakfast?"

Becky grinned, she was finally putting on her college uniform. "Mum makes a mega breakfast, especially after a night out, you'll fucking love it, oh here is a milkshake, any hangover?"

Becky picked up a bottle from a pile of mess nearby, tossing it at me, I caught it, I told her I had no hangover but still took the milkshake, they was so nice, I took a big swig, we then made our way downstairs.

Unlike at mine we didn't sit at the table, instead I was on a couch next to Becky, waiting for Becky's mum to bring out the plates, I had planned to only have a very small portion, I did not like the thought of a load more greasy food after the last few days, Becky's mum insisted she was bringing us both the works, "I went a bit crazy and maybe overdone it on the food, but seeing as we have a guest I pushed the boat out."

Now my plate on my lap was literally full, two bacon, two sausages, beans, scrambled eggs, two toast, black pudding and mushrooms.

Was Julie insane, no wonder she has a fat daughter, surprised she's not the same, mum would serve a variety of options at times, Ben would certainly indulge, while I always had just the right amount for a small treat and maybe go a little overboard at times, whereas this plate was a joke.

Becky had the same amount as me, hers covered in brown sauce though. It was certainly too late to reject the food now, I'll just leave most of it, and say maybe I have an hangover afterall.

"So, good night last night, mum?" Becky asked, her mouth full of eggs.

"You wouldn't believe it, we came second," she said proudly. "We were someway off those smug twats in first place though, you know the ones."

Becky nodded. "Maybe if you didn't spend so much time flirting with the quiz master, you'd actually win." With a wink she added, "or maybe if you did more than just flirt."

Julie laughed it off. "Well I wouldn't kick him out of bed is all I say."

Their relationship to chat in such a way should have been a shock, but I was not actually surprised at Becky.

Julie then turned to me, "Vic was great, Lauren, we will be great friends I can tell, you're mum was so pissed by the end of the night I had to put her to bed, hope I didn't wake you."

I blushed at the mention of last night, while I was sending pictures to Harry, "no I didn't hear, that's unlike mum, thanks for helping her."

Julie just waved my thanks off, "no problem, gal, what are friends for, oh I forgot to make the brews, did you want a cup of tea, Lauren, or you ok with that drink you got?"

I passed on the tea, picking up the milkshake I had some more, the refreshing taste soaking down some of the breakfast.

I'm guessing Julie might have also had Becky's hangover cures earlier or even if she was the original maker because she had zero signs of a hangover.

As Becky's mum headed to the kitchen, Becky gave me a nudge. "You gotta eat up, Lozza," she said, gesturing to my plate. "Mum went to a lot of effort, and she hates wasted food."

"Ok, I will," I reluctantly said, the food was actually very good, despite the mountain on my plate. I'm fit and healthy so indulging a little won't hurt, Becky on the other hand could do with slowing down on her mum's cooking. Speaking of which Becky had practically scoffed hers down like a pig, she was almost finished.

I started eating more, dipping my toast into my beans, while Becky was now shoving some bacon and egg into her mouth while continuing chatting even with her mouth full at times.

Just as I was about to finish my bacon, Julie re-entered the room, I was going to ask if she had originally made the milkshakes, maybe even see the exact Ingredients so I could do them myself, but Julie just went into neighborhood gossip before I had a chance to speak, something about someone's sisters-boyfriends-brother, I don't know how people find this kind of thing interesting.

Becky found a gap in her mum's gossip to say, "hey, me and Lozza we're talking about tattoos, will you show her yours mum."

Julie jumped up, spun round, and moved her hair away from her neck. "Sure, this is my star sign."

Becky's mum showed off a black zodiac symbol on the back of her neck, before turning back around and taking off her right sock. Now I think I might have literally gasped, on Julie's foot was a pink sprinkled donut with one word above it, and one below, reading "Donut worry."

Becky giggled. "And that's not the last, you gotta see the tramp stamp, it's my favourite, Lozza."

Julie grinned, adjusted her bottoms and top to reveal it. "This one is the last I got, I love it."

It was multi coloured, I'm not certain on the correct terms for tattoos but it was like flourishes that was shaped in a way that left a heart in the middle and then all spread out across bottom half of her back.

I'd kept eating because I did not know what to say, with my mouth full it allowed me just to smile and nod.

Becky with a now empty plate and cup of tea in her hand said, "Mum got them when she was younger, you love all three don't cha, Mum."

Julie now sat back down, and replied, "yeah, I planned the neck one and the design exactly how I wanted and the other two we're spur of the moment, you'll never regret a tattoo aslong you don't get it for a man or about a man, that's my tip for you girls."

Never thought I'd hear someone pretend to be wise whilst they had a donut on top of their foot, but I just nodded and thanked her for sharing them with me, Julie went back to some idle gossip, I just about finished the mega breakfast when Julie reminded us both we better get a move on for college.

We said our goodbyes to Julie and headed out.

Becky and I stepped out of her house, and started walking in the rare nice weather, Becky had a smirk on her face and gave me a little nudge with her elbow, and said, "so I saw you blush when mum mentioned about not disturbing your sleep, so spill why."

I tried to downplay it and deny anything but Becky pushed on, she started guessing, "I reckon you got your little vibrating friend out and was giving yourself one," at that I came clean, "I was texting with Harry," I admitted, glancing away.

Becky's eyes lit up. "Oh, I'm guessing it wasn't just a 'goodnight, sleep tight' text, huh?"

I sighed, knowing there was no hiding it from Becky, she would push until she found out, and I had no fight left. "Fine, I sent him some pictures.

"Pictures? As in, nakey pictures?" Becky's grin widened, and she gave a mock gasp. "Lozza, you naughty girl, come on let's see em."

I reluctantly showed her them, Becky had insisted it was no big deal as she sees me naked all the time, that wasn't by my choice though, it was super embarrassing to be holding my phone out to Becky as she looked at my exposed breasts, I didn't show her the pictures Harry sent and she didn't ask.

Becky gave a little laugh when she was done looking, and said, "wow, Lozza, them nips are rock solid, you sure you didn't play with yourself after."

I was shocked again, and said, "no your mum came in and I went to sleep, I swear."

That just triggered Becky to laugh again, "soo if it weren't for mum, Harry was going to be treated to some very x-rated pictures then."

I went to protest again, Becky just said she's having a laugh and I need not be so uptight.

Becky started chatting away about something else before talking about the shopping trip later, "Anyway, you looking forward to shopping later?"

I didn't want to say I didn't have the money, I was never a poor person, and I didn't want to admit that I would struggle to afford new outfits at the moment, instead I made the case that I didn't really need more clothes which was true, Becky wasn't having it though, and also figured out the money reason as well. Becky put her hand on my shoulder, "Lozza, I'll help you out, I'll lend you the money for all your new stuff later because you really need an updated wardrobe, I'll shift some of your old clothes online for you and give you the money, I'm always selling stuff online."

I looked at her puzzled, "what's wrong with my clothes?"

"Nothing," she said quickly, "if you were still living in your old neighborhood. But around here? People are gonna take one look at your designer stuff, and assume it's all fake. Trust me, Lozza, it's better to just sell it. You'll make a killing online, and then you can buy a whole new wardrobe."

The idea of selling my clothes felt weird, why replace good clothes with cheap ones.

"I don't know," I said hesitantly. "Those clothes are really expensive. Selling them feels..."

Becky waved a hand dismissively. "That's exactly why it's a great idea! You'll get good money for them, and then you can bulk-buy a ton of stuff that'll help you blend in better. Think about it--one designer top out, and loads of new different options. Plus, as I said everyone around here who doesn't know your background will think you got them from some dodgy market stall or your shagging a drug dealer or something."

I considered her words, I was appalled at her suggestion that people would think I'd be sleeping with someone who sold drugs, I had to carefully choose my response, I could half agree and later at shopping I'll just say I couldn't find anything worth buying. "Okay, maybe you're right, but I still want to pick what we sell."

"Deal," Becky said, grinning. "We'll go through your wardrobe, pick what to ditch on the weekend, once I sell enough to pay me back, I'll start giving you the profits." I would have preferred to choose the clothes without her there, and as I went to point that out, Becky praised herself, pointing out she's doing me another favour.

Becky's POV

I couldn't wait for college to be over and done with today, get out of here, hit the shops and then get Benny in bed later. The only interesting thing to happen is little Emma trying to act tough, I'd just left the college toilets with Dani, when I heard voices getting louder around the corner, I came from behind Emma as she was shouting at Aimes, "we broke up two minutes ago, and you fucking slut jumped on him," she practically barked.

Aimes smirked at her and told her to fuck off.

Emma went to rant again as I appeared behind her, I put my hand on her shoulder, I asked what's going on.

Emma swallowed hard. Her gaze flicked between me and Aimes, and I could see the wheels turning in her head. She might've thought she could bully Aimes, but with me here? She knew better than to try.

She tried to hold her ground at first, "This doesn't concern you, Becky. It's between me and Aimes."

I leaned in, a smirk on my face I said, "If it concerns Aimes, it concerns me. And trust me, Virgin, you know not to piss me off."

Emma quickly realized she made an error, she told Aimes she didn't want any trouble, and she'll back off, but that wasn't quite good enough for me, as she went to walk away I tightened my grip on her shoulder, I told her, "You know, I just came from the toilets, and I've been thinking... a swirly might be the perfect way to cool you down. What do you think?"

Her face paled instantly. She knew I wasn't bluffing, "I'm sorry, please don't."

I whispered in her ear, "good girl, you won't bother Aimes or Jake again will you?"

Emma said she wouldn't and hurried off.

After watching Emma retreat, I turned to Aimes. "Well, that was... unexpected."

Aimes told me she was giving her shit on Facebook as well.

"Oh, did she now, well I swear one more wrong move, she's going head first into the toilet, clean or not, so did I miss anything else?"

Jess then said she was just about to tell Lozza about a custom video she did on onlyFans after Lozza had asked her about some of the content. Perfect, giving me a golden opportunity to bug Lozza a little.

"Oh, you thinking about doing it yourself," and I added with a giggle, "or you looking on becoming a subscriber of Jess, I'm sure she'll give you a discount," Lozza turned red and just shook her head, she had looked a bit wide eyed as I bullied Emma away. Aimes then changed the topic back to Jake, quick mover is our Aimes, went from talking to Jake to date night just like that, two minutes after things ended with Emma, good for her.

Lozza's POV

I headed home when college was finished to have tea, and get changed for shopping, earlier on Jess had been talking about her onlyFans, and how she got new subscribers last night, I had to ask her about it, I found it so demeaning that the was women out there doing this sort of thing, she went to tell me about a custom video she did for a new subscriber, but I was left in the dark still when Emma came over to have a go at Aimes, it was quickly ended by Becky scaring the life out of her, I won't go into detail, instead I focused on eating the meal mum had prepared, she seemed over the hangover, and I asked Dad about his job, and he said it went well, he seemed a bit shy when I asked him about his colleagues, Mum chuckled softly, she said to dad, "come on, why don't you tell Lauren about your little 'initiation'?"

Dad shot her a pleading look. "Really Victoria, you know I hate singing."

"Singing, you," I said in shock, my dad was no singer, I've never actually heard him sing once in my life.

"Oh, come on," Mum said, nudging him playfully. "Come on it's funny, Besides, you know it's important to fit in, even if it's a bit silly."

Dad sighed, clearly mortified, but he reached for his phone anyway. "Alright, but apparently it's an initiation, and everyone who is new does it, so I didn't have much choice."

He fumbled with his phone for a moment before finding the video, and handing it to me. As I pressed play, the screen filled with the image of my dad standing awkwardly on a wobbly plastic chair in what looked like the warehouse break room. He was holding a microphone, his face a picture of discomfort as the opening chords of Oasis's "Wonderwall" began to play, it looked like he was reading the words, they must have been on a screen facing him.