Becky's POV
The next morning, I woke up early feeling great, I showered, and got ready for the day, I put in the group chat, "just getting ready, head over Lozza when ya ready, fancy breakfast? If not just let us know." I then went on my phone and played around a little, well more than play, I was building a fake website, it looked the real deal, but honestly you just needed to click the top link to see it was a website template site, it was a life coaching guide, showed how lessons in humility and doing embarrassing tasks helped to stop snooty attitudes, build you to be a better character blah blah, you get the idea, any talk back from Lozza, I'll show her this to convince her, I just about had everything looking perfect, a risky move, but one I was hopeful would pay off.
Lozza's POV
I woke and the smell of McDonald's filled my nose, I grimaced, lifting the covers, and glanced down at my top, I jumped up out of the bed and peeled it off, I put the top in my washing basket, I can't believe I got into bed wearing that, so gross, what was I thinking, who cares if I was tired, I got a message off Becky inviting me for breakfast, I accepted, not wanting to piss her off but I told her I wasn't too hungry so something light would do, I got my clothes ready for college, I put my head out my bedroom door to see the coast was clear, I did not want anyone seeing me in my bra, and I hurried into the bathroom, the shower felt great, I did my make-up and got dressed in same style as I now had to wear it, I still cringe it's so not me, why is everyone at this college happy to look like sloppy tarts, I said good morning to mum and Ben, dad was still in bed, I told them I was going to Becky's, Ben obviously had not told mum about them yet.
Becky opened the door with a big smile, "hey, Lozza, come in, mum is just finishing up the grub, I'm joining you on just having a butty, do you want bacon or sausage, also what sauce do you want?"
"Erm, sausage please, no sauce," I answered.
Becky looked surprised, "no sauce, come on have a little brown, live a little, oh here is another shake, new flavour what you think?"
Becky handed me a milkshake, I took it and thanked her, "thanks, I wasn't drinking last night so don't really need it, ok I'll try some sauce."
I was on the bottom of the stairs about to go up, Becky waved me up, and said, "oh you love the shakes, hangover or not, I'm not going to stop doing you favours remember, babe."
I went upstairs and had some of the milkshake while waiting, and sat on Becky's bed, I started thinking, I wonder if Ben has ever been on this bed, I pushed that thought out my head and had another swig, it was really good to be fair.
Becky came into the room with the sandwiches, "here you go, babes, you'll love this," she plopped down next to me, I hadn't expected to eat in the bedroom, eating in bed was something I never did, I bit into the sandwich and to be fair it was very good with the sauce, I've never rarely had brown sauce, Becky went and showed me the rock Ben got her, Rocko, she was still gushing over it. She then moved onto a different topic, putting back the rock, she said, "I've thought of one of your first humility training tasks, well two actually, you know how I'm shit at painting my toes, well you can do it, and plus it's a nice favour."
I was taken aback. "What? How is this meant to make me less of a snob, not that I am a snob, but," well I was a snob but only because I knew my worth.
Becky finished her sandwich, and had a smug look. "Oh, look I knew you would argue about it, but trust me it's going to do you good in the long run, I'll be like your life coach on your little humility journey, you'll thank me in the end."
Becky bossing me around did not sound like a good idea, I also didn't want to touch her fucking feet, "look, Becky, I'm sorry about last night, I shouldn't have said what I said but..."
Becky interrupted, "forget last night, I'm over it, you just want what's best for Benny, and you showed you are willing to change, but let me prove to you why this works." I took one last bite and finished off the sandwich as Becky dug out her phone.
Becky's POV
I flashed my phone screen at Lozza, but kept hold of the phone, showing her the apparent website. "Look at this," I said, acting so sincere. "I found this website all about the benefits of doing this exact thing, I told you it works, it's a whole self-improvement thing, you do small, embarrassing tasks to humble yourself. It helps people be less... you know YOU!"
Lozza begin scanning my phone as I flicked through the page. My fake website was full of articles with titles like *"The Power of Embarrassing Tasks in Building Character"* and *"How humbling Moments Can Shape You into a Better Person"*. There were even diagrams outlining how "humiliating exercises" worked, complete with testimonials from fake people claiming they'd become more down-to-earth, less uptight, made themselves better people after doing things like getting a makeunder then going out in public.
"I mean, look at this," I continued, scrolling down to a list of more supposed benefits. "It says right here, "by embracing small tasks that push your boundaries, you grow as a person, learning to appreciate life's simpler pleasures without the need for constant validation." Lozza couldn't believe what she was reading, I could see she fell for it hook, line and sinker.
Lozza then said, "I dunno, Becky, I erm, I don't know why I agreed in the first place."
"Look, Lozza, it's worked for these people, let's not go through all this again, treat me like your life coach from now until we think we knock the snob out of you." I think the sentence hit her, she didn't react, almost accepting defeat.
I had to push it a bit further just to rub it in, "See? This woman was literally exactly like you, she got her friend to set her tasks after working with people she thought was beneath her, followed her friends instructions and before she knew it, she embraced all her new work mates."
I casually dropped another task I had for her, but first, "You know thinking about it, the whole Ronald McDonald thing would have done you some good." Lozza looked wide eyed, "don't worry I won't make you do that, I'll keep the tasks between us as much as possible, how about this, if I make a public one, and it won't be as bad as the Ronald thing I'll give you two choices, anyway because you won't be doing my nails until later and anyway that's more of a favour, you're first real task is.... You're going commando to college today."
Lozza's POV
Fuck, what have I got myself into here, now I've literally agreed for Becky to boss me around and I couldn't find a way to get out of it. My mouth opened to talk but closed again as I tried to even think what to say.
Becky smirked, and carried on, "honestly babe it's no big deal, only we'll know but I know you have never been completely sold with how we wear the uniform, so having one item less, you will definitely not be looking down your nose at anyone today."
Suppose I did look down my nose at them, but I was right too, I mean they are just so erm, oh it doesn't even matter, I better get this over with, I need to get to college. I stood up to go to mine and quickly remove my knickers, but Becky wasn't having that, "no way, babes, just take them off here, I'll pass them back to you, I'm sure you're in no rush for them back," I thought about asking to go the bathroom to do it, but I couldn't be bothered with the fight, I tried to do it in the best possible way of not raising my skirt too high, as I pulled them down my legs, I then stepped out of my underwear, and lifted them while keeping my skirt down, it was embarrassing handing my knickers over to Becky's out stretched hand.
Becky looked at my white underwear, and said, "These are so boring babe, you have better than these, reminds me we should have definitely gone bikini shopping and undie shopping yesterday." She then put my underwear in her bed under the covers, saying she didn't want to mix them up with hers, hardly likely, imagine her trying to squeeze into mine.
As we were about to head out, I'd manage to find my nerve on something I wanted to ask Becky, "Hey, what happened to that guy who insulted you on the bus yesterday, Jess said you'll get your own back or something."
Becky grinned, "Oh, you mean that idiot? Don't worry, I got him good."
I self consciously tugged down at my skirt, I don't even know why as I was stood up, "What did you do?"
