Malia somehow ended up in the bathtub as Simon sat at the end of it staring at her. Neither of them knew what to do. Malia had told the blogger practically everything not thinking about her future consequences. "So what do we do now?" Simon asked. The brunette shrugged. She had two options and neither of them she could do with talking to someone. "What do you want to do?" He changed the tone of the conversation making the girl think.
"I think I need to talk to Nate." She said slowly like she didn't actually know what she was saying. The boy looked sceptical. Then it was like suddenly the nervousness and responsibility of the problem actually came crashing down on her. Her eyes went wide and Simon's eyebrows rose at the abrupt change of behaviour. "Holy shit! I can't be a mom. I can barely be a human let alone be responsible for one." Malia scrambled out of the bathtub, slipping slightly. Simon followed her lead, as she ran out of the bathroom.
As Malia sat down in the cafeteria her entire body started aching. "You know sometimes, on days like this quitting the team seems great." The team had qualifiers in a couple of weeks and Miss Stevens was pushing them to their limits. Amelia had no idea why it wasn't like they never passed it but here they were.
"I think I'm gonna die," Amelia complained slumping down next to her. Roman and Jess looked at each other shaking their heads and laughing slightly. The girls watched them with piercing glares. "What?" the dark-haired girl snapped.
"You guys know it wasn't that bad," Roman commented.
If Malia wasn't so tired she could've responded but her body wasn't the only thing under so much stress. "Just because we don't work out two times a day plus practice twice a day does not mean that today was an easy lesson." Amelia bit back. It was very common knowledge that the two girls got crabby after rehearsals.
Jess raised his hands in defence. 'Okay, fair. This time it was hard." Malia let out a little smile but that faded when the entire cafeteria's phones went off. She didn't reach for her phone immediately as her nerves twisted in her stomach. But when none of her friends reacted towards her, she opened the stupid blog.
Breaking news on Bayview's baseball MVP. Turns out Cooper Clay isn't the natural talent everybody thinks he is. OJ isn't the only juice fuelling those fastballs.
Malia's eyes widened and she and Addy shared a look over Roman's shoulder. They both knew it was her turn soon.
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Malia was slightly on edge. She had a big fat secret that she openly told a well-known gossiper. Now all the secrets of the Bayview Five are getting spilt with only her and Bronwyn's left. She was snapped out of her own thoughts when her phone let out an ear-piercing ring. She frowned at who was calling her in the middle of practice and also the fact her phone wasn't on silent. Seeing the name asshole on her screen was even more confusing. She answered the call making her way to the locker room for some silence. "Give me a second." She ignored the looks of some of her teammates entering the quieter room. "Why are you calling me?"
"Hey to you too."
Malia huffed. "Hi." She drawled. "What do you want?"
"Weird question. Do you know if Simon was friends with Bronwyn's younger sister?" Nate just had a very interesting rendezvous with Brownyn and her father, with him accusing of selling Brownyn drugs so now he was more determined to figure out who the literal fuck was doing this.
The blonde's face scrunched up in confusion. "Why the fuck would Simon hang out with Maeve?"
"That's what we are trying to figure out."
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THE UGLY DUCKLING, nate macauley
FanfictionTHE UGLY DUCKLING ! "oh my god! we're the swans"
