Chapter 3

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"Cheer squad, are you ready?" I shouted.

"Yes". They replied.

" Let's go". They followed me and the dance began.

I danced, rocked, twisted..... I was thrown up so high and before I came back down they moved from their positions just to make me fall. This is a setup. They want me to land on the floor to break my spinal cord which could also lead to a comma. I descended on my feet. Everyone is shocked.

I dragged Amna's hand out of there.

"You did this".

"What?.... She stammered.

"Stop stammering. I know you had plotted this. You want me to be in a comma or break my spinal cord so that I won't get to participate. Right".

" I don't know what you are talking about". She pretended.

"It's just 2 days to prom. You know I'm going to win that's why you wanted to screw me out".

" What proof do you have". She folded her arms.

"My bro is a CBI officer and I know how things work. I was a ballet and I learned a lot before coming here. I know my stands. I have stamina. Unlike somebody". I hissed.

" I don't know what you are talking about Miss Ballet".

"In two days. You will understand". I threatened.
She left.

" Hi miss cheer captain". Rita said from behind.

"Hello miss musician" I hugged her.

"During my birthday you just bought me a cake and a new pair of shoes". She said.

" Worth 800k". I smiled.

"And now you are throwing a party at millions".

"Chew". Jabir told you".

"Yes he did. It's not your 18th birthday it's just prom and you haven't been declared the queen yet".

" Surely, I will be the Queen". I pecked her cheek. "You don't know what this means to me that's why".

" Okay. I ordered a gown for the both of us and Tahir paid".

"Tahir is such a darling. Yes. Yes". I said happily. " What color?". I asked.

"Blue will suit you with a crown". She laughed.

" I have to be the prom Queen. That girl is all around Jabir. I have to show her what I'm capable of. Do you even know why I want to become the prom Queen?".

"Nope".

" Because of Jabir". I frowned. "I don't know if it's girls that are bringing themselves or he is the one going to them. I can't just fold my arms on the day of prom and see my guy on stage with another girl. You know definitely that he is the king ,no competitor that's why".

" Babe. I understand you even more than you can imagine. But I feel this is jealousy. It doesn't matter if Tahir sleeps with all the girls in the school. I don't care. I know he loves me much more than them. That is what you should keep in mind".

"You are mad". I hissed. " I should fold my arms and be looking. No. Hmmm". "That's crazy". I said beneath.

"Let's go so that we don't miss the house party. You know our house master will slice us if we are late". I held her hand as we moved.

Jabir was elected in his first term as the prom king and the main purpose why I'm fighting hard to be the queen is so that no one becomes his Queen except me.

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