27 || Mean girls

"So the school has asked us to perform at the winter rally," Britney announced at the beginning of practice. "And I've decided we'll be doing a remix to jingle bell rock inspired by mean girls but with my own adjustments."

I share a glance with Nikole and Chanel.

"So we have a few days to come up with a routine. But before that let's talk about outfits!" She claps. "We'll be wearing red Santa dresses-"

"Objection!" I raise my hand.

She glares at me. "What?"

"I refuse to wear red."

"Excuse me?"

"I will only participate in a pink Santa outfit."

"But the Christmas colors are red and green," Britney says annoyed. "You can't wear pink!"

I shrug. "What's one less dancer?"

"But you can't!" Britney shouts. Megan shoots me a dirty look.

"You always have to cause problems Aubrey. Why can't you just do the right thing for once?"

Nikole laughs. "You're one to talk

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Quiet!" Britney snaps. "Aubrey this is ridiculous. You'll be the only on wearing pink!"

"I'll wear pink with her," Chanel says.

"And me!" Nikole piped up.

I cross my arms and give her a smug look.

"Fine!" She throws her hands up. "You guys can wear stupid pink!"

I internally cheer to myself. Britney starts barking orders about how the dance routine will go.

"For the beginning of the dance we'll be using props. Three of you will be carried in holding stockings filled with candy which will be thrown to to audience while the rest of us follow shimmying our hips. Like this," she demonstrates. "Then the ones being carried will get down and we'll do the mean girls routine."

"So much for original," Nikole says sarcastically.

"I'm not finished," Britney snaps. "After our routine the beat will drop and we'll start our hip hop routine with some stunts added." She plays the music.

I have to admit, Britney really knows how to sell. This will be one hell of a performance.

"Who will be the ones being carried in?" Emery asks.

"The flyers obviously," Britney rolls her eyes.

Of course. Why did I expect it wouldn't be us?

Britney claps. "Okay everyone time to practice!"

I get up and stretch. Nikole and Chanel follow suit.

The mean girls dance is not hard at all. In fact I kinda already knew the dance since Mean Girls is one of my favorite movies. The hip hop routine is a little more complicated especially with the stunts and flips added.

"Ugh stop!" Britney yells. "Your supposed to do this!"

She demonstrates sliding her hands down her right leg before dropping and kicking her left leg out.

I don't think it's hard but some of the girls aren't catching on. For the flips I'm supposed to do a succession of back flips in front of the dancers before landing in a splits. It's a workout, that's for sure.

"I'm pooped," Chanel pants after practice. She gulps down her entire water bottle.

"I'm meeting Ivy at the mall so I'll see you guys later," I sling my bag over my shoulder.

"Bye!" They hug me.

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I meet Ivy at the food court for some much needed grub.

"Have you decided what to get the girls?" She asks dipping a French fry in ketchup.

"For Nikole that makeup kit from Sephora she wants so badly and for Chanel some cute scarfs for her collection."

"What about me?" She smiles cheekily.

I laugh. "As if I would tell you."

"So, any Carter updates?"

"Not even," I bite into my burger. "It's definitely not going anywhere."

"Because you won't tell him!" She stresses. "Tell him how you feel!"

I shake my head. My fear of rejection is too great.

Ivy sighs. "You're hopeless Aubrey."

"I can't tell him Ivy. He doesn't like me. Remember when we had those fake ID's and snuck into the club?"

She nods.

"Well I got super wasted and I might've....made a move on him."

"WHAT!" She screeches. "And you didn't tell me?"

"It was humiliating!" I cover my face with my hands. "We were making out but then he pushes me off because I'm drunk!"

Ivy scrunched up her face. "Um Aub that's a good thing. It means he didn't want to take advantage of you."

"I know but the next morning when he asks if I remember anything I lie and say no and he's relieved! He's relieved I don't remember the kiss!"

"Why did you lie!" She smacks me upside the head.

"I told you it was embarrassing!"

"Omg you have no idea how much I want to strangle you! You are self sabotaging this!"

I pout and take a sip of my soda. Everything is just way complicated.

"He likes you Aubrey. He got you an entire PINK set. Do you know how expensive that is?"

"He could've just been being nice. For once."

She huffs.

"I'm sorry Ivy but I need more proof than that."

"What do you want, a declaration of love?"

"That would be nice."

She just shakes her head at me.

I know how frustrating this must all be to the girls but they just don't understand how I feel. I really like Carter and I don't want to muddle up what we already have by getting my own feelings involved.

Otherwise things could get messy.

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"Welcome to our 2016 Winter Rally!" The principal announces. Loud cheers erupt. 

I can't believe Britney is making us dance in these long boots. Our cheer shoes would've been a whole lot easier.

"I'm nervous," Nikole admits. "Do you think the team got the dance down?"

"I hope so," I adjust my Santa hat. "Otherwise we're screwed."

"I'm going to go find Ryan. I think he's with the basketball team."

"I'll come with you," Chanel hops up from the locker room bench.

I remain seated and she turns back to me grabbing my arms. "Come on!"

The team is hanging outside the gym doors. They're supposed to be honoring them or something. Nikole skips up to Ryan while Chanel and I hang back.

"Don't you want to see Trevor?" I ask.

"I don't want to leave you by yourself."

I laugh. "I'm just gonna go back to the locker room."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. We'll see each other in a few."

"Ok," she smiles and goes to meet Trevor.

I sigh and turn to go but a voice stops me.

"Come to congratulate me?"

I turn to Carter. "For what?"

"MVP."

"I don't think I want to inflate your ego any more than it already is."

"My ego is not that big," he scoffs.

"Please. That is as much the truth as the fact that I can't sing my abc's drunk."

He raises a brow. "How do you know you can't sing your abc's drunk?"

"Duh because I tried it that night at the club and-" I stop.

Oh shit.

He stares at me. "I thought you said you didn't remember anything after the dance floor?"

Good job Aubrey, way to blow your cover.

I swear I hear Ivy's voice. Should've told him the truth.

Not now Ivy, not now.

"Well.." I flounder for an excuse. "I guess that part just came back to me."

"It just came back to you?" He asks, his voice dripping with skepticism.

"Yeah I mean I was pretty black out drunk so it's normal for me not to remember everything."

Right?

"Am I supposed to remember something else?" I keep up the dumb act.

My palms are sweating and I surreptitiously wipe them on my dress.

"No," he finally responds. "You aren't."

"Cool. Well I gotta get back to the locker room. See ya," I rush off. That was too close.

Our performance goes off without a hitch and the school loves it. Britney is eating up the attention, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd. Nikole, Chanel, and I share a look.

She is such a crowd pleaser.

"Finally its winter break," I unzip my boots. Ivy runs into the locker room

"You guys were great!" She exclaims.

"You actually watched?" Nikole teases her.

"Yes I watched," Ivy playfully shoves her.

I change back into my regular clothes and leave them to go to wash off my makeup. Then I stare at my reflection in the mirror.

"I need to re-dye my hair soon," I mutter to myself.  The pink was starting to fade and turn into a weird light russet color.

I exited the bathroom only to ram straight into Carter.

"Damn your chest is like a brick," I rubbed my face. "What are you doing here anyway? The school day is over."

"Just getting some stuff from my locker," he replies.

"Ok," I drag out the word and move to step around him but he steps in front of me.

"Do you mind?"

"Not at all," I try again to get past him but he steps in front of me.

"What's your problem?" I glare at him.

"Why'd you lie?"

I roll my eyes. "What are you talking about? Lie about what?"

He looks annoyed. "Lets not play stupid. We both know you remember everything that happened that night."

Nothing gets past him does it?

"So what?" I shrug and decide to play it cool. "Maybe I remembered more than I let on but why does it matter?"

He crosses his arms. "I don't know maybe because you lied about it and I'm curious to know why."

I honestly don't have an answer to that. At least not an answer that doesn't lead me to admitting I like him. So I improvise.

"I was drunk so don't take it so serious," I shrug. "To be honest it was kinda embarrassing. I just wanted to forget it." See? Half of the truth right there.

Carter is weirdly upset about the whole thing and I'm confused as to why. Shouldn't he be happy that I lied anyway seeing as he didn't want to relive the kiss?

"Whatever," he finally replies. "You suck at lying."

But I fooled you.

Of course I don't say that.

"I believe that's a good thing. I wouldn't want to be such a compulsive liar that I actually get good at it."

"It has its perks," the corners of his mouth lift.

"So you're saying you're a liar? How can I ever believe anything that ever comes out of your mouth again?"

"I don't know how can you?" He brushes past me. I stare after his retreating figure.

That was weird.

What's up with Carter?🤔 he's acting so unlike himself and it's freaking me out

QOTD: what are some of your new year resolutions?

For me I just want to become a better person, write more, and when I start something follow through with it and finish it.

I'm going to try and update again tonight.

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