Construction Workers

"I'm wearing that dress Friday night you bitch" I spat, yanking my beautiful blue gown from Tessa's hands.

"Uh, no you're not, I am. Besides this dress belongs to both us, though I don't know why since I look way better in it!" She shouted back.

We tugged back and forth until I finally yelled at her to stop. "Listen. The school dance is on Friday and I don't have as many nice things to wear as you do! Plus, I contributed more money when we actually got this dress together, so I think I deserve to wear it!"

"Bullshit Julah, this dress makes me look better than anything else I own. The only way we'll settle this is through a competition. Winner takes all fair and square."

I smirked, folding my arms. "Name your game princess."

Tessa folded her arms right back and squinted her eyes in thought. "I know. We'll have a fuck race. Whoever has sex the most times by tomorrow night gets to wear the dress."