April 27th

Chapter 12

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Twelve

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"Ouch! Are you trying to kill me?" Paige whined in pain, squirming like a snake as Amanda weaved her hair into cornrows.

"They're gonna get loose if I don't tighten them," Amanda explained, turning Paige's neck to balance her head on her lap.

"I feel like an airhead. Is this what you go through all the time?"

Amanda shrugged. "I'm used to it. Now sit and stay."

Paige laughed. "I'm not a Puppy."

"You sure are acting like one," April supplied with a laugh from the other side of the room, where she hung nearly upside down from the bed with her legs propped on the wall, resting on a faded 'Step Up 3' poster. The other two were on Amanda's bed- well Amanda was sitting on it, while Paige was on the floor with head resting on Amanda's thighs. "You'd make a cute pup, don't worry."

"Arf, arf bitch." Paige laughed.

"Why'd you lie last night?" Amanda asked, bumping her head forward to enable her braid the tail of the row she'd just finished weaving.

"Lie?" Paige hissed in pain.

"You didn't say what your actual answer was...hating basketball," Amanda told her.

She sighed. April knew that sigh all too well.

"You were afraid Nathan was gonna judge your space dreams," she said, double tapping a photo of two people entwined, with the words 'the complex' written in purple on the picture.

"No! I mean- well look what he's doing to you, and yours is just dance."

She chuckled and saved the post to her profile. "I know right?"

"Speaking of lies yesterday," Amanda cut in, taking her eyes off Paige's head for a second. April looked up from her phone, knowing exactly where the conversation was leading. She had heard the words 'lies' and 'yesterday', which translated to one thing. Her.

"I didn't lie, I don't know why you're looking at me," she said nonchalantly.

"We all know you still have that Cartier ring, April. You didn't throw a ring off a mountain, and you haven't spent a night in jail either, meaning you told one truth and two lies."

"No, she threw the ring...I was there," Paige countered. April got the urge to hug her but held it in to avoid looking desperate. Instead, she lifted her brows at Amanda as if to say 'hah, see?'

Amanda merely nodded. "So you did trash the very same ring you once punched Nathan in the face for, which means prom was just as shitty for you as it was for me."

"I'm not saying that."

"Yeah, well you said some things."

April glared at her. "Am I supposed to ignore or latch on to your mixed messages?"

"I don't know, are you supposed to ignore or latch on to the fact that you're making me go insane?" Amanda asked her in turn, tugging on Paige's hair.

"Ouch! Careful!"

"What did I do?" April asked her. She hated Amanda's passive aggressiveness more than her actual anger, and she was in too much of a messed up state to hide it. "Tell me how I upset you this time."

"Some prom date you had," Amanda mocked without raising her voice. "Does that ring a bell?"

"Wait. Are we fighting?" Paige asked, looking from one girl to the other.