Bat Girl (Chapter 2: Heather)
I had this friend, Kelly. I wouldn’t have called her my best friend, but then again. I never played favorites. I wouldn’t call her the quiet one, far from it. She almost never had trouble speaking up, and expressing herself. So, when she did, at least I noticed. It didn’t even take me long to figure out that it was whenever the subject changed to boys, and things you did with boys. So, I waited until she left, and told my friends. “Guys, I don’t think she’s comfortable with all the dirty jokes.” “Yeah, she such a prude.” “Well, she’s also our friend, so have a little respect for her feelings, and just save it till she’s not around.” “She left,” the Villar twins noticed, “So, we don’t have to watch our mouths now.” So, …