Mean Girls: Andi Mack AU

Make It Right

When I️ entered the dance, Dr. Metcalf was on the stage right in front of the mic stand, the Spring Fling king and queen nominees standing behind him. All of them except for me, that is. I️ knew there was no way that I️ actually won and I️ didn't even want to at that point so it didn't matter.

"All right, do we have all of our nominees for king and queen on the stage?" he asked. A moment of brief silence. "Okay, good. I️ just wanted to say that you're all winners. And I️ could not be happier that this school year is ending. Here we go. The of the Spring Fling King: Walker Brodsky," he announced.

Walker accepted his crown and Dr. Metcalf continued.

"And your Spring Fling Queen, future co-chair of the Student Activities Board and winner of two gift certificates to the Spoon, Andi Mack. Where is Andi?" He said.

I️ swallowed nervously. I️ thought about running. Maybe no one would see me. I️ then remembered Bowie's words. I️ wasn't a warthog: I️ was a lion. So, I️ had to be brave.

Slowly, I️ made my way to the stage.

"There she is," Dr. Metcalf announced once he spotted me.

I️ accepted the crown from him. At first I️ thought that perhaps this was the universe punishing me. I️ mean, I️ probably deserved it. But, then, I️ realized something: maybe this wasn't punishment. Maybe it was atonement. Maybe this was my opportunity to make things right.

"Wow. Thanks," I️ said before clearly my throat and coming up to the microphone. "Well, half the people in this room are mad at me. And the other half only like me because of what's probably the biggest mistake I've ever made. So that's not good."

Dr. Metcalf leaned toward me.

"You know, it's really not required of you to make a speech," he hinted.

I️ nodded.

"I️'m almost done, I️ swear," I️ said to him before continuing. "To all the people who got hurt by the Burn Book, I'm really sorry. You know, I've never been to one of these things before. And when I️ think about how many people wanted this and how many people cried over its and stuff...I️ mean, I️ think everybody looks like royalty tonight.So...why is everybody stressing over this thing? I️ mean, it's just plastic. You could really just..."

I️ trailed off, breaking off a piece of the cheap plastic tiara in my hand. The room was still mostly silent, aside from Cyrus who gasped loudly. When I️ spotted him in the audience, he looked like he was in physical pain and TJ immediately consoled him. I️ guess he finally told Buffy and asked TJ to Spring Fling. And I'd missed it. But there was no time to dwell on what I'd missed. I️ was making amends.

"Share it," I️ said. "A piece for Kira Wieners, a partial Spring Fling Queen."

I️ threw a piece back to Kira which she caught.

"A piece for Buffy Driscoll, who I've been a horrible friend to, but I️ hope she can forgive me," I️ said, tossing a piece back to Buffy with a pleading expression.

She caught it and nodded, seemingly accepting the peace offering.

I️ looked down, sighing. I️ knew what I️ had to do. I️ was nervous but then I️ remembered: nothing left to lose. I️ held the fractured crown in one hand and took the microphone in another.

"Most people just take the crown and go," Dr. Metcalf pointed out, but I️ ignored him as I️ walked toward Amber.

"And a piece for Amber Kippen, the confusing, amazing girl I've had the privilege of meeting. Amber, I'm sorry. I️ don't even have the words to say how sorry I️ am. I️ screwed up, big time. I don't know where to go from here, but what I️ do know is that I️ care about you. A lot. And somewhere in all of this insanity I️ fell for you, hard. And I'm probably making a fool of myself by admitting it in front of everyone, but it's true. And I️ needed you to know that. So here," I️ said with a sigh, handing her a piece of the crown.