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Emilee’s Just Desserts - Part 1

(Tail end of 11th grade)

*POV: Omniscient*

In the School parking lot at Westmount High, students chattered about their daily lives. It was the last day of school, and people were getting excited for the summer. Any outsider would notice that there were numerous cliques of students bunched in groups around the parking lot. Like most schools, there was a pecking order. And while you could argue the placement of cheerleaders above girl’s soccer, or any other combination, one thing was for certain. That one girl was on top of it all. This mean bitch was the Queen Bee, and she and her clique ruled the school with an iron fist. People observed the same thing that happened every day, with everyone standing in front of the school waiting for classes to start, a bright red Bentley Continental GT Convertible shoots into the school parking lot going 30 mph over the limit. Everyone knew who was in the car. As the luxury car pulled into the best spot in the student parking lot, the same three girls would be there immediately to receive it. These girls were Jessica, Ally, and Taylor, and they were ¾ of the clique known throughout the school as “The God Squad”. And as their leader stepped out of the car, the whole school observed in anticipation. Emilee Cavanaugh, the social dictator of Westmount High, stepped out of her $350,000 car and tossed her gorgeous long dark hair back. Even to those who hated her (of whom there were many), they could admit that she was stunningly beautiful. With perfectly tanned skin and striking baby blue eyes, she was a sight to be seen. As was her magnificent body. Whereas her followers were skinny sticks, she had a body with curves so dangerous it could be criminal. Huge but proportional DD cup breasts, a perfect bubble butt, model-esque long legs, and a bit of a tummy that was neither toned nor tubby, just kind of soft from a life of pampered overindulgence. She had a permanent look of self-assured haughty arrogance on her face, and her cruelty knew no bounds. As the God Squad strutted like peacocks into the school building, chanel bags and designer sunglasses and all, the more normal students watched with a mixture of awe, anger, and fear.

*POV: Lucy*

“Ugh, I hate that bitch” muttered Lucy under her breath.

She was tired already. Tired of 11th grade, tired of this high school, tired of being bullied each and every day. Most of all, she was tired of seeing the spoiled princess that was Emilee Cavanaugh, the meanest and most popular girl in school. She was so happy school was almost at an end, meaning she could go 3 months without needing to see Emilee’s smug face every single day. As she observed the daily spectacle of the God Squad’s pompous entrance into school, she cursed her life. Why had she been born an overweight, poor, loser with little to no social skills. Life was just unfair. As she walked into the school building from the parking lot, she noticed the other kids giggling at her, like they did every day. She wondered if the bullying would have been as bad had Emilee never started picking on her, would she be as much of a loser? She asked herself when something bad would finally happen to Emilee, when the beauty queen bitch would finally get her comeuppance.

“Hey, Lucy”

That was Kelsey, Lucy’s only real friend in school. Although Westmount High had plenty of people considered to be “losers”, people still stayed in cliques. And Lucy and Kelsey were arguably the bottom of the barrell. Not only where they both mildly overweight and homely, they also didn’t possess the level of wealth of those near the higher end of the popularity scale.

“Hey Kels, how is everything”
“So happy school is about to end
“Tell me about it, I cannot wait to get out of here”

Unlike Lucy, Kelsey was in awe of the God Squad, especially Emilee. Like most people, Kelsey viewed her as like an untouchable goddess, who despite her bullying, was perfect. Lucy was one of the only people who hated her and at the same time could care less about her wealth or beauty.

“Oh my god, here comes the God Squad”

Lucy rolled her eyes at this statement. Right on que, the school’s dominant clique strutted down the main hallway and towards Lucy and Kelsey.

*POV: God Squad*

“...So then I said Daddy, get me a fourth pony right this instant”

“Did he do it?”

“Of course he did. He can’t say no to his little Princess, not ever”

Emilee smirked her supremely arrogant grin, as she recounted yesterday’s events to her adoring followers. The story recounted was a daily occurrence, she would demand a substantial gift from her parents and she would receive it without question. In many ways, this was the story of Emilee’s life. Since birth, she had been treated like royalty by everyone around her. Her extremely wealthy parents, the wealthiest in the whole town, believed in indulging (and overindulging) their daughter’s every whim and wish, to the point where she has become the most pampered and spoiled brat imaginable. So disgustingly spoiled rotten is Emilee that being denied even the simplest pleasure or indulgence drives her into a torrential tantrum. This greedy, narcissistic bitch was used to the best in life, whether it be the best clothes, food, cars, mansions, vacations, etc. And it was never enough for Emilee. She always wanted more, more, more, more, and more. Her outlook on life was one of absolute pampered decadence and gluttony, in more ways than one.

“So girls...” Emilee’s arrogance shone through in every word that came out of her mouth. “As you should know, my birthday is in 2 months and 14 days. I hope you guys brought me some early birthday presents!”

Without hesitation, Jessica, Ally, and Taylor reached into their Chanel bags and pulled out a present for their Queen Bee.

“This is an Hermes bracelet with gold trim, I got one in white and one in red, I didn’t know which one you would want” Ally said nervously, she hoped her gift would measure up to Emilee’s standards.

“Gimme both” Emilee said greedily, and snatched them out of Ally’s hands and into her bag. She wasn’t entirely pleased with the bracelet(s), as she already had this exact bracelet in every color, but she was mildly satiated for now.

“Next!” she said impatiently.

Taylor presented her with a diamond necklace from Cartier. “Diamonds are a girls best friend” Emilee said snottily as she tossed the gift into her purse without so much as a thank you. “Next!”

Jessica was Emilee’s favorite, her second in command, her right hand woman. Her gift was the best of the three, an all platinum and diamond Rolex that had her full name (Emilee Paige Cavanaugh) engraved into the back. Emilee looked pleased with this gift, and blew Jessica a kiss as she slapped it on her wrist. “This will do for now”.

This may seem ridiculous to the outside observer, but this was just a day in the life of Emilee Cavanaugh, receiving presents of the highest order and treating them as if they are an average gift card. There was one more person however who owed Emilee a present. She spotted him across the hall. “Zachary!!!”, she shouted loudly, not caring about the other students in the hall.
Just on cue, a tall and handsome jock came up to her, picked her up off her feet and kissed her right on the lips. The couple had been dating for 5 months, and things were getting serious (according to the rumors). As he set her down he presented her with his gift.

“Here ya go Princess”

He pulled out a white box from the Momofuku Milk Bar (a very fancy dessert place in NYC), and opened it to reveal a baker’s dozen of Chocolate Malt Cake Truffles, one of Emilee’s favorite snacks. She flashed a bitchy smile, “We have a winner”

The other girls were in shock! How had their expensive jewelry gifts lose to a dessert? But Zach knew something about Emilee that they didn’t. She already had all of the jewelry in the world, and it stayed put in her mansion. Food however, disappears no matter how much you are given. And Emilee only wants more, more, more. Of course, the girls knew about Emilee’s sweet tooth, but they did not understand the extent of which it played into her hedonistic lifestyle.

As if confirming these thoughts, she reached out a perfectly manicured hand into the box and pulled out 3 truffles, each one roughly the size of a golf ball. “These look tasty” she said, almost to herself, salivating just looking at them. Licking her lips, Emilee picked up all 3 truffles and crammed them into her mouth. Her cheeks puffing out like a chipmunks, she barely paused to chew before swallowing them gluttonously.

“Hmmm, soooo yummy” she muttered, her lips licking any stray cake that didn’t go down her greedy gullet.

She glanced at her boyfriend with lust, and minced over to him sexily, her $1,700 Louboutin heels.

“You deserve a reward” She whispered softly into his ear. The power couple proceeded to make-out in the middle of the hallway, without a care in the world.
While most of the students looked on in either admiration or jealousy (or perhaps both), only Lucy felt pure hatred for that rich bullying bitch.

*Fast forward three hours: Lunchtime*

*POV: Lucy*

Finally, her favorite time of day. Lunch! Not that she didn’t love her academics, but she was mercilessly bullied by members of the so-called “God Squad” and other meanies, she couldn’t wait to just eat her sorrows away. Of course, the rest of her grade was in the lunchroom, but people more or less kept to their table. She was sitting, as usual, with Kelsey alone. There were plenty of loser tables, but it could be argued this fat nerdy duo’s table was one of the lowest on the totem pole. Both girls sat down with their unhealthy and kind of gross hot lunches.

“Thank god, only 3 more hours till summer, and I can live my life in peace” Lucy muttered.

“Yeah, let’s make this summer awesome” Kelsey said excitedly

Lucy was trying her best to be excited as well, but as long as she was in the same room as Emilee Cavanaugh, she could never be at ease. She snuck a quick glance at the God Squad table.

She observed the Queen Bee in her kingdom, as Emilee sat smugly around her friends attempts to gain her favor. As she listened to a story Jessica was telling, Lucy watched Emilee mow through the rest of the Momofuku truffles. She would never be caught dead eating school hot lunch. Lucy had once overheard her describe it as “poor-people food”. Lucy scowled in disgust.

“Look at that fucking bitch” Lucy whispered, so as not to be heard by the masses.

Kelsey turned, a mouth full of nachos, and said “Yeah she is so mean. She told me in first period spanish that I was a “cerdo gordo”, which means fat pig, and told me to stop eating or I would float away like a big fat balloon” she began to tear as she said it.

“Kels thats horrible! Did you tell a teacher, a TA, a Principal?”

“No, I’d rather just take it and not have to deal with it”

“Well she is one to talk. The way she is shoveling those cake balls in her mouth, she looks like a pig herself.”

“Yeah, but she isn’t fat, she has real curves” Kelsey whined. “She never exercises at all and she has a rockin bod, she must have a crazy metabolism its not fair”

“She is rich” Lucy said, stating the obvious. “Rich people have access to the best of everything, and their ways to avoid weight gain, through massage therapy and stuff. So even if you are as lazy as Emilee, you can still eat yourself round and not gain a pound.”

“Well whatever” Kelsey said crossly.

Lucy had something that would lighten her up. She reached into her bag and pulled out her end of year gift from her Grandma, a large chocolate cupcake with her name on it. “You wanna split this?”

Kelsey’s face lit up, she loved sugary food.

Lucy cut the cupcake in two halves and handed one to Kelsey.

“A toast, to a better summer than ever before”

Just as they were about to dig in they hard an evil laugh.

“Well well well, look what we have here.”

Lucy and Kelsey spun around nervously to see their worst nightmare, the God Squad. As usual Emilee was at the helm, her classic snotty smile on her face and a malevolent twinkle in her baby blue eyes.

“A couple of fat piggies gorging themselves on sweets”

She snatched the half cupcake out of Kelsey’s hand, and wagged a finger in her face like a disappointed parent, albeit with more perfume on.

“I thought I told you earlier that you don’t need anymore food fatass”

“I...I...I” Kelsey stammered

“Here let me help you” Emilee gloated, and she greedily stuffed the half cupcake into her own mouth.

Emilee snickered in Kelsey’s face and poked her in her fat love handles, “Don’t worry, unlike you, sweets just go straight to my boobs”

As she said this she jiggled her massive tits, her cleavage welling out of the top of her skimpy designer top.

“No wonder your tits are so huge” Lucy said brazenly.

Emilee spun to face Lucy and laughed obnoxiously in her face.

“You would know wouldn’t you, you have got to be the fattest girl in school. You are a beached whale!”

The whole cafeteria erupted in laughter at this, partly out of fear of Emilee, partly to fit in, and partly because of its truth. Lucy was huge.

“You gonna finish that” Emilee said haughtily, pointing to the half cupcake still in Lucy’s hand. Before Lucy could react Ally and Taylor wrestled it out of her hand and presented it to their leader.

Emilee, who scooped it up with glee, had to taunt her victim first.

“Aw, am I eating the fat baby’s snack from Mommy” She giggled with malicious glee. “Well thats too bad. I’m feeling a bit hungry, and I always get what I want. Always.”

The spoiled rotten bitch picked up the cupcake and crammed it into her mouth.

“Hmmmm delicious. I’d ask you if you had any more, but judging from your size you probably ate them already”

Lucy felt tears well up in her eyes. “Well, you… you… you…” as she stuttered, trying to think of something, anything to say back.

“Duh duh duh duh” Emilee said, imitating Lucy’s stammering. “I’m perfect. And I could buy your loser life if I wanted to”

Then Emilee got close to Lucy, her huge DD boobs brushing against Lucy’s fat flank. She leaned in and whispered evilly “Have a great summer Ms. Piggy”. She laughed her bitchy laugh as she tossed back her perfect brunette mane and winked her baby blue eyes.

Right then, the lunch bell sounded, and Emilee snapped her fingers and was carried off by her cronies out of the cafeteria. Lucy and Kelsey were the only two still at their tables, with fat stomachs and eyes full of tears.