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My name is Jackie Smith, and I'm a teenage brat.

That sounds like a bad thing, almost kind of like admitting you're an

or a drug addict.

Well, being a brat isn't that bad, but I can be a royal pain in the ass.

My parents at times will ask me why I'm such a brat.

To tell the truth, I don't know why.

Well, maybe I do.

It's because I'm a young teenage girl, 19 to be exact, and everybody.

And I mean everybody wants my sweet schoolgirl ass.

I'm not joking.

Every guy in town, from the mailman to my own preacher, gives me that look.

You know the one.

The one that says, God, I would die for a piece of that fresh pussy, or I'd lick

her like a lollipop.

If you're a young, desirable girl, you know what I'm talking about.

Anyway, with that being said, I'm probably worse than the average

I was spoiled rotten by my folks.

And was very popular in high school.

You see, everyone wanted to be around me, to enjoy my beauty.

And it went to my head.

I figured there was a price for that.

And the price was, if you wanted to enjoy me, I would act any way I damn

pleased.

Anyway, I'm a brat. I'm proud of it.

Whoever don't like it, you know what? Too bad. I don't care.

You be damned.

It's what I do now.

There was nothing wrong. I just like to keep my boyfriend on his toes.

Now he would be kissing my ass for the rest of the day, trying to figure out

what I was upset about.

I liked that.

There is one thing that I forgot to mention.

I'm pure.

I've never done it before.

I've had boyfriends, lots of them.

But to tell the truth, I've never thought any of them were good enough for

Why am I mentioning this now?

Well, I just don't want anyone to get the wrong idea.

He may be my boyfriend, but he isn't getting any. Look, I don't know what I

to piss you off, but I'm sorry, okay?

Whatever.

What?

Nothing. That's what I thought.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I mean, you are such a spoiled brat.

I didn't do nothing to you. I just picked you up to give you a ride to

Just forget it, okay?

No. We need to talk about this.

All right?

What about your house after school?

Whatever.

Hello?

Hi, Jackie.

Oh, hi. I heard about your argument with Brandon.

Who told you that?

The color is cool.

And who's the one spreading it, you?

Who cares if we had an argument? That's our business.

Whatever. You know Brandon's telling everyone, unless you stop being such a

spoiled little bitch, he's breaking up with you.

He never said that.

Yes, he did.

And do you know what? I don't blame him.

Whatever. Get a life or something.

Grow up, okay?

Everyone's side of you, bratty -ass dude.

I couldn't believe that bitch, Jenny.

But Brandon really pisses me off.

The nerve of them to say that.

You see, nobody breaks up with me. I break up with them.

Well, did you have to tell everyone at school about our argument?

What are you talking about?

It was all over school today.

What?

I mean, all I did was talk to your friend Jenny.

What did you tell her?

Look, that's not why I'm here.

We need to talk about our relationship.

It's just not working.

Whatever. What is that, the only fucking word that you know?

I mean, we've been dating for four months now. Not once have I pressured

sex. I've totally respected you, and you've just completely treated me like

shit. Whatever.

I'm going to give you what you probably deserve for a long time, you little

brat.

I'm sorry, Brandon.

That's just not good enough.

You promise that you're going to behave and stop acting like such a little brat?

I promise.

Will you let me up now?

No.

What I want now is what I've been kissing your ass for for the past four

What do you mean?

This.

You like that, don't you, little brat?

By the way, where are your folks?

At work. They won't be home until six.

So we've got a couple hours.

Yes.

Ugh!

la la la la

Mmmmm.

um um

um

Mm -mm.

I would.

Do you promise to behave and stop being such a brat?