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༺ New Year Same Old Habits ༻
"It's gotta be High School Musical Two, right?" Ricky paced around Big Red's basement as Megara adjusted her shirt in the mirror of the basement's bathroom, which wasn't very large. Since her dad was tired from work and taking so many meetings, she'd spent pretty much the whole day at Big Red's house and was therefore becoming agitated with waiting. "I mean, Miss Jenn's obsessed with the trilogy."
"Okay, A, shouldn't we be getting ready for a party?" Big Red asked. "And, B, how are you already practicing for a tryout for a show that hasn't been announced yet?"
"I just wanna be ready. The musical was good luck for me and Megara. I wanna keep our good thing going, or else she'll kill me. Right, Meg?" Ricky asked as he waited for Megara to come out from the corner bathroom.
She turned the light off and decided to join the two. Big Red's basement didn't feel much like a basement, but Megara wasn't sure what it was supposed to feel like anyways because her house didn't have one. She decided to take a seat on the couch behind Big Red's bean bag, wearing a pleated black plaid skirt with a white long sleeve that had lace details on the hems. She also had knee-high white socks with a single black stripe to match her black Converse. She sweetly sighed. "I will appreciate you for what you are, as most loving girlfriends do."
"Thank you," Ricky said. "Okay, you might wanna take a seat, and there's a part where I'm gonna need you to duck and cover. Can you hold this speaker?"
"Sure," Big Red accepted and sat back in his bean bag in front of Megara.
"Alright, Megara, this one's for you, just wait for it," Ricky instructed before a familiar beat dropped. "Everybody's always talking at me, everybody's trying to get in my head..." Ricky began to act out the entire first verse and chorus of Bet On It, complete with jumping high in the air and hitting a high pitch. Megara watched the entire performance amused, and she was sure that if her eyebrows were to raise any higher, they would reach her hairline.
"You're totally gonna get the part," Big Red was the first to speak up when he was done singing, the curly-haired boy looking at both of them expectantly. "You look like Shawn Mendes, and you sing like Shawn Mendes. If I looked like that and sang like that, I— whatever."
"Don't "Whatever" me, lover boy," Ricky quipped with a grin.
"Oh, do I need to leave the room?" Megara sat back, pointing her emerald ring-decorated index finger between the two as a menacing smile crossed her lips. "Give you guys some privacy?"
Ricky rolled his eyes before returning his attention back to his ginger friend. "Don't you got this new thing going with Ashlyn?"
"I'm psyching myself up to kiss her at the party. At midnight," Big Red nodded.
