Britney/Brittany

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a/n - get ready for drama kids...

a/n - get ready for drama kids

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"Bailey Reese Pierce!"

"Shit," Bailey muttered, slamming her locker shut and rushing down the hallway, trying to get as far away from the person calling her as possible.

"Bailey!"

"Leave me alone!"

"Bailey, quit avoiding me." Julian grabbed the younger girl's arm and she turned around to face him, tears forming in her bright blue eyes. "We need to talk about this."

"There's nothing to talk about," Bailey said, running a hand through her blonde locks. "We got drunk at a party. One thing led to another. It's over. It's done with. You can go back to being a douche. Just leave. Me. Alone."

"I feel bad about how things went down between us," the older boy said. "I promise I wasn't just using you."

"I know," the blonde mumbled, lowering her gaze. "We both knew what we were doing. I wanted it just as much as you did."

"It wasn't just some hook up for me." Julian sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I shouldn't have ignored you the rest of the summer. That was a dick thing to do, and I'm really sorry. I was just scared."

"Scared?" Bailey scoffed, crossing her arms. "Nothing scares you."

"I'm scared because even though we were drunk out of our minds... it made me... feel something. Something I've never felt with anyone before."

"You better hope that for your sake Brittany and Santana don't find out about this," the younger girl said. "They'd both kill you. I'll see you in Glee Club."

Bailey turned and walked down the hallway, feeling sick to her stomach. She ran into the closest bathroom and into one of the stalls, clutching onto the sides of the toilet as her breakfast from that morning came up. She felt a pair of hands pull her hair back and flinched at first, but then relaxed when she realized it was just Tina.

Bailey reached a shaky hand up and flushed the toilet before standing up and gently pushing past Tina. She made her way over to the sink and rinsed her mouth out before splashing her face with water.

"Are you okay?" Adalynn asked as she handed the blonde a paper towel. "Tina and I saw you come in here. You look pale."

"What did Julian want?" Tina asked, leaning up against one of the sinks. "You looked stressed out being around him."

"He was just asking about the chemistry homework," Bailey lied as she patted her face dry. "And as for the puking... I have no idea. I just got really sick all of a sudden."

"Here." Adalynn went over to where she had set her bag down and pulled out a can of ginger ale. "I always come prepared. It should help you feel better."

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