Christine and Jenna were currently in Christine’s room, reenacting a scene(they’re reenacting “Freeze Your Brain”)  from ‘Heathers: The Musical’ when Christine stopped them to inform Jenna of her...experience.

“But like...s-she says it could make me cool and guys would w-wanna date me, which means Jeremy would want to date me….but whaddya think?”

“Chloe is scamming you Chrissy, no way this thing is even remotely real.” Jenna mumbled, readjusting the trench coat Christine had given her before beginning to drink the blue slushy she’d been saving all day.

“But what if she isn't? I just have...have to give the girl who torments me every single day...six….hundred...yeah she’s scamming me! I’m gonna be a loser until I die!!” Christine screamed, shaking Jenna violently. She stopped for a second and released the taller female. “What was I saying?”

“That you’re gonna be a loser until you die.”

“PROBABLY AFTER THAT TOO!!” Christine moaned into her hands, and Jenna wrapped an arm around her.

“Chrissy, you are the single handed coolest human I know. I mean, I know a lotta people, but they don’t like me, but you do. And I know you well enough to say you’re cool. And I mean, theater nerds are cooler in this post Hamilton era, aren’t we?” Jenna chuckled and Christine smiled at her, which caused a flush of red to make its way on to Jenna’s cheeks. “Yeah, we have literal hell as our highschool but that doesn’t matter, do ya know why?”

“W-Why?”

“Because, we got each other. We’re gonna win the war that is us vs society, just like how our tiny angry little Ham kicked some ass and helped win the war. We’re gonna change the world Chris, you just don’t see that yet.” Jenna plopped on the bed and smiled at Christine, offering her the slushy.

“Thanks Jen. You know me so well don’t you?” Christine took the slushy and drank it, that’s when the door opened and Christine’s adoptive father came in.

“Christine, are you in here with a boy….oh hello Jenna.” Her father was...overly dramatic about everything, even asking her such a simple question.

“Sup Mr. Reyes.” Jenna muttered, scrolling through her phone notifications.

“D-Dad...did you...did you get dressed? Or are you on purposely not wearing pants...and wearing a tanktop….with holes?”

“Well I auditioned for another Shakespeare play, but, that dream was crushed. SO I’m staying home.”

“Most people wear clothes around home...especially when they have guests.”

“Jenna practically lives here, anywho, I came to ask if you two girls wanted anything.”

“We’re good!” Jenna yelled and Christine’s father nodded, closing the door after mumbling something along the lines of ‘good chat.’ “God your dad gets stranger every day Chris.”

“I know...but he was nice enough to adopt me...and with my supposed to be step father dumped him, he kinda got...depressed.”

“Kinda isn’t the term I would use. Anyways back to the Squip thing.”

“Y-Yeah. Chloe told me her hookup was at the back of a Payless Shoe store. Why don’t we head to the mall and check it out?”

“Chris…” Jenna muttered, sounding kind of sad. “If this...if this Squip thingy works….will you be….will you be too cool for m...musicals?” She asked and Christine hugged her.

“Of course not Jenna. You’re my favorite person in the world, I would never be too cool for our obsession.”

“Awww, am I weally your favowite person?” Jenna asked in a playful voice and Christine nodded.

“You bet you are. Nobody could replace you, and if I do get cool, I’ll still be your best friend. Ya got me?” Jenna nodded and the two smiled before standing up and stretching. “Now. We need to get ready to get that Squip. I have 600 dollars…”

“Chris, that’s your money saved for Hamilton though... Or is it for something cheaper?”

“No...it’s my Hamilton money…” Christine sighed, walking over to the safe in her closet and pulling out the stash of cash she’d been planning on buying tickets with. “B-But...if I’m cool, I can earn this money again….right?”

“Well, that’s your choice Chrissy. I’ll support you in whatever you choose.”

“Alright. W-Well. We have a Squip to buy.”