I went home and sharpened my mother’s sewing scissors. The final scene happened at the town pool, after hours. Megan had lured the entire football team there with a text that said “skinny dipping and no consequences.” She was in the water, floating on her back, when I walked in. The boys were already gone. The pool was pink.
And underneath that, smaller:
I’m still hungry too.
She blew on her nails. “Chip was a boy. And he tasted like insecurity and AXE body spray. Next question.” Jennifer--s Body -2009-