It was a rare privilege to be able to sit at Summer Evans's lunch table. Only a handful of girls ever got that coveted honour bestowed upon them. Once you did, though, your entire life changed instantly for the better. You were one of the elite - one of the most popular girls in school.
My name is Megan. My younger sister Libby and I moved here three months ago. Six weeks later, we got the invite- we became part of Summer's inner circle.
It was everything I could have dreamed of and more! Suddenly we were the "it" girls at school! Nothing like this had EVER happened to either of us where we used to live.
Libby and I made a pact to make sure neither of us did ANYTHING to mess things up.
One afternoon, a few weeks after becoming part of Summer's clique, I was held up at the end of english class and found myself running late getting to the cafeteria.
'Shit!' I thought to myself, as I hurried through the bustling halls. People made way for me, of course - I was one of Summer's friends after all - but by the time I got to the table, everyone else was already there!
I'm sure Summer noticed, and I cursed myself as I quietly took my seat- not wanting to interrupt the conversation already in progress. Libby shot me an admonishing look for being late, and I responded with an apologetic one, before turning my attention to what was being said at the table.
"I'm REALLY excited, but so nervous!" Dawn enthused. She was another of the girls who had very recently "made it" into the group.
Summer scoffed. "Please! What do you have to be nervous about? HE should be the one who's nervous! He's about to go on a date with one of Summer's goddesses, after all!"
'Summer's goddesses' was the nickname she had given our little group. It was kind of silly, but made me feel super important whenever she referred to us that way.
"Oh... I... I know, but... Well, it's just that I really like him, and it's our first date! I just hope I can... Well, I just hope that I know how to... to satisfy him...you know?"
Oh God... Dawn was rambling! I shared a look with my sister. We both knew she wouldn't last long at this table behaving like that!
"I mean, I've never even... um... k-k-kissed anyone before..." The poor girl's face was beet red at this point.
Summer sat up in shock. "You what?!? You've never kissed anyone?!? Oh girls, we have GOT to do something about that!" She looked around the table and a murmur of agreement quickly circulated through us.
"You must have practiced with girlfriends, at least, in the past." Summer continued.
Dawn's eyes grew wide as saucers. "N-n-no! I never..."
"Well, that's the solution, then. You just need to have a sleepover with one of US before your big date! We'll make sure you're an EXPERT in time for that stud of yours." Summer gave a wink and a chuckle. "Am I right, girls?"
The other girls at the table all agreed enthusiastically. Libby and I chimed in as well, though I still wasn't totally clear what we were all saying. Was Summer suggesting that she and the other girls... MAKE OUT with each other sometimes??
"You never know, Dawn... maybe you'll like the way a girl kisses better than your man does!"
"I know I like the way you kiss better than my boyfriend, Summer!" Robyn quickly chimed in.
"Me too!" Chantelle added.
This was getting TOTALLY nuts! Was I sitting with a bunch of lesbians?? I did my best to keep my cool, and glanced over at Libby. She seemed just as shocked by our new friends' revelations as I was.
At this point Dawn was speechless, her face a bright shade of crimson.
"You know, sometimes I wish I shared my bed with one of you girls every night!" Summer sighed. "Girls just know their way around a pussy, am I right?"
My jaw nearly hit the floor when she said that! They were all being so casual about it, too! Like licking pussy was something EVERY girl did on a Friday night!?!?
"What about you, Libby?" Summer continued. "You and Meg must LOVE sharing a room together."
My little sister's face went pale and her eyes widened. "I... Well I... Um..."
Shit! She was choking!
"Oh yeah, of course!" I quickly interjected, trying to help Libby save face. "We make out practically every night!" I lied.
I saw my sister mouth the words 'thank you' to me as I continued.
"Libby's a REALLY good kisser. She gets me, like... SO wet when we go at it!" I struggled to keep myself from blushing as I spoke. I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth!
Summer seemed impressed, though. "That's like, SO hot... You girls will have to sleep over at my place some time soon!" She gave me a wink, and I nearly fell out of my chair!
"To-totally!" I squeaked, going red. Thankfully, Summer didn't seem to notice. She turned back to the rest of the table and changed subjects almost immediately.
I couldn't hear a word she was saying, though, as I struggled to process what had just happened. From the looks of it, Libby was doing the exact same thing.
Thankfully, it wasn't long before lunch ended, and the bell rang announcing afternoon classes were starting. Relieved, I quickly stood, eager to leave the cafeteria. Libby hurried to do the same.
"Hey, scissor sisters!" Summer called out, causing us both to freeze in our tracks. "How does this Friday sound?"
"This Friday?" I asked. "W-w-what about this Friday?"
"Our sleepover, silly! So I can find out how awesome a kisser Libby is!" She gave a playful wink and laughed. "Dawn's coming too, so she'll be ready for her big date! It should be a blast!"
With that she turned, not bothering to wait for us to actually accept her invite. "See you girls Friday!" she called out.
We were both too shocked to reply. I turned to share an incredulous look with my baby sister.
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That night, as I brushed my teeth, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about what would happen Friday at Summer's sleepover. Libby and I hadn't said a word about it to one another. In the caf, I'd quickly made a lame excuse and scurried away from her, too embarrassed to confront the situation I'd gotten us into.
I was already dressed for bed in a pair of red flannel pj pants and an old grey tank top. When I entered our room, Libby was already sitting in bed, propped up on her pillow. She was wearing a long t-shirt and boxer shorts- her usual sleep attire. She had been looking at her phone, but put it aside when I came into the room.
"H-hey.." I said in what ended up being a surprisingly timid murmur.
"Um.. Hey..." she replied, just as shyly.
I went to my bed and crawled under the covers. We both sat in silence for a really long time.
"Uh... so..." Libby finally began. "What are we gonna do about Friday?"