"One of the Girls"
Part 5. Kenny's Revenge
"Guys! Guy! Oh my God! You are never going to believe who just texted me," squeals Bebe, jumping up and down as the other girls crowd around her.
"Who? What is it?" asks Red.
"It's Kevin McCormick!" Bebe giggles. "He says he wants to meet me behind the 7-11 right away!"
"Lucky!" moan the other girls as Bebe rushes out of the gymnasium.
The night is dark and foreboding as Bebe walks down the streets towards the 7-11. At last she spots it. The lights flicker "7-1" with one of the digits burnt out. Nervously, she walks up to the building and glances in the window. A middle-aged man is mopping the floor of the establishment.
Nervously, Bebe walks through the alley between two buildings and reaches the rear of the 7-11. No one is there.
Clutching her cell phone, Bebe glances at the dumpsters and heaps of cardboard boxes where someone might be hiding. Suddenly, she hears the sound of someone walking through the alley.
"Kevin?" Bebe asks nervously. "Is that you?"
Sure enough, Kevin McCormick emerges from the alleyway. He looks confused, but Bebe looks thrilled.
"Kevin!" she squeals. She takes a step towards him and is suddenly drenched in gallons of lime green dye, apparently poured from the roof of the 7-11. Bebe freezes in horror once the deluge subsides, gaping up at Kevin, who looks confused, but not alarmed.
"Oh my God!" Bebe cries. "What's going on?"
"I don't know. I'm just here 'cause someone texted that I'd get five bucks if I showed up," Kevin says, annoyed. "I want my five—"
Before he can finish, a small figure darts past him, dropping five dollars on the ground. Kevin smiles, picks up the money, and walks away.
Bebe stares after him, drenched in dye and devastated. Just then, a man walks around to the back of the building. He sees her, then looks at the wall behind her.
"You've got a lot of explaining to do, missy!" he shouts.
"Wh-what?" Bebe stammers.
"From the looks of it, you went ahead and painted yourself and my wall," he says sternly. "Luckily, I was just doing some janitorial work myself, so…" He steps away, then returns a moment later with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge.
"Here you go."
Bebe looks up at the wall behind her. Painted in the same shade of green as the dye that soaks her body is a massive question mark.
Charlie might be a dumb bitch, but she's his dumb bitch.
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