Just My Kind Of Girl - ON HOLD...

Chapter 10 - Twins, Food, and a Sexy Chick

Dennis and Dustin over top the right------>>>!!!!!! 

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"Come on!" I yelled at Jason, who took his merry time walking down the stairs of the building. He stopped looked down at me and flipped me off, running a hand through his hair.

"Don't fucking rush me. I don't want to go to school, or even get out of bed, so what makes you think that I'll want to be quick about it?"

I sighed. "I don't know, but Step team tryout are today," I said, throwing my Adidas work out bag in the back of the car, "And I heard that the captain is one mean son of a bitch."

He grumbled something under his breath, threw his football stuff in the back and slid in to the passengers seat. I started the car, and tore out of the neighborhood.

"Kriss."

"What? Something wrong?"

"Take me home, please."

I slowed down in front of a red light and looked over to him. "Why?"

"I don't wanna go to school today. There's too much drama."

"Drama?" I gasped. "You don't say!" I watched as a large truck made a turn going down the street I just came from.

"Kriss! Don't fucking start! Turn around."

"No." I said. I pulled off, driving into the parking lot of the school. I parked, and quickly, looked around, noticing that some of the teams were also pulling in.

"Get over it. She cheated, with your team member. So today, since there's only tryouts and pratice and no actual school, just use that anger to show everyone up. Don't let what she did actually bother you. I thought you were better than that."

He tensed. He climbed out the car and walked over to the drivers side. I shook my head, grabbing my stuff and quickly climbing out, handing him the keys.

"Don't forget to come and get me."

"I won't. Sorry Kriss. Just tell coach I, um, got the stomach flu Friday and will come back tomorrow."

I shrugged, walking off to the building. I quickly made in to the class where all the girls waited for tryouts in the gym. They all were in their little groups, talking and babbling. I waited near the back of the class, quickly throwing my long blonde hair in a ponytail and slipping on my sneakers. I slid into a seat, waiting for the Step Team Captain to come in.

"Hi babe!"

I turned around to see Amanda, long dark brown hair pulled into a bun on the top of her head and her heavy make that she wore on a daily basis was just a light mascara.

"Hi, hon. How long are we waiting?"

"Rumor has it, we may not even try out now, with the storm that's coming and all. Saying its a category 4 hurricane."

"No way. Then why the hell are we here? Shouldn't we be home?"

A few girls agreed with me, and a bunch of others eyed me with caution.

"Hey!"

We all turned to see a long brown haired girl walk in. She looked around, and sighed.

"All tryouts are cancelled, due to inclement weather. Go home. Tryouts begin whenever they tell me."

Everyone groaned, grabbing their stuff and filing out the classroom. I grabbed my cell and called Jason.

"Hello?"