"I am so exhausted." Steven mumbled, flopping down on our couch. "Me too.." Brandon agreed sloppily throwing his shoes to the side, he was quite tipsy. "What a fuckin night." I groaned, touching my neck where the hickey was, blushing slightly. "Wait, you have a hickey?" Jace asked, noticing me touching it. "Yesssss." I giggled and rolled my eyes, everyone excitedly sat up but quickly laid back down. I saw all of them throw up- except for Steven, he had a tolerance. "Ew- okay I'm out y'all disgusting." I covered my mouth and wobbly made it up the stairs, holding the railing trying not to fall. "Bitch we can't control our body." Jace barely grumbled out, hanging over the single chair in the living room. I ignored him and made my way into my bedroom, although I tripped and fell on the floor beside my bed- I was so tipsy I could care less and just fell asleep.
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"I have the worst fucking hangover ever." I groaned and shut my locker, carrying the books for my first class. I had to wear a shirt that covered the hickey I had, which was simple enough to find. "I'm relatively fine." Steven rubbed his temple slightly, holding his books close. "That's because you are used to drinking." I retorted, before anyone else could say anything I saw Stan walking over quickly. "Hey Stevie." Stan spoke a bit stuttered, hesitating a bit as he had Wendy trailing after him. "Hey Stan, Wendy." Steven seethed slightly but smiled, a fake one smile that is. "Hey! It was nice seeing you sing yesterday, Payton- I was shocked to see Craig do so." She laughed and smiled, acting as if we'd been friends for years. "Well, I beat Asshat." I put a hand on my hip, smirking as I remembered yesterday. "I'm most annoyed at the hangover." Brandon groaned, complaining as he rechecked his books. "Everyone did get sort of crazy with the alcohol huh?" Wendy laughed nervously, a small smile etched on her face. Wendy grabbed Stan's arm happily, to which Stan tried to pull away softly- giving up as he noticed her give him a weird glance.
"Jace~!" Bebe's voice rang through the hall, she called out to Jace happily. She wore a smile, although her face gave off a small hangover vibe. "Bebe, heyy!" we all turned to see Bebe and Clyde walking our way- Clyde looked everywhere but Jace, his face nervous. "Come, come, we can do your try out earlier than I thought!" Bebe threw her arm around Jace happily, Jace glanced at Clyde curiously. Clyde kept shifting his eyes, before finally taking a breath and looking at Jace- a small smile etched on his face. "I have everything ready, and the squad is there for your tryout." Bebe pulled Jace along, side tracking and not really listening to anything he said. "So, do we follow or?" Steven asked, watching Jace get pulled into the gym. "Uh, probably." Brandon began walking fast for the gym, a bit worried.
My eyes widened as I saw how full the gym was- it seemed as if the whole school was here. I looked around desperately trying to find Jace, he definitely would be anxious. "Girl, I can't find Jace at all- there are so many people." Steven stressed, Stan reached to grab his hand making Steven whip his head to him. Wendy seemed nowhere to be found, Stan pointed us to the main floor but further to the corner. "Shit, he seems panicked." Brandon mumbled, sighing, weaving his way through the crowd."Mhhmph Mhhph!" hearing a muffled voice caught us off guard, I saw a bright orange parka- the person's hand was intertwined with Brandon's. "This way, it's easier." I noticed it was Kenny as he pulled down the parka mask, I nodded following them. We weaved through the crowd of people, some not budging as we tried to pass. I grumbled in anger but kept close, trying to make it through the crowd safely. We successfully made it over to Jace just to see Bebe taking a step closer to him- seemingly with a twisted wide smile. "Jace, what's wrong? Didn't you want to join the squad?" Bebe's hand was close to her mouth as she tilted her head, acting innocent. Wendy gave a worried look to the other cheering members. "I- well, yes but- I didn't know the whole school would be..." Jace's hands were shaking slightly, his breathing becoming irregular.
"What? Can't handle the pressure?" Bebe's voice turned to one of slight venom, she turned her head to Clyde as she heard him go to talk, "Bebe maybe you should back off a little bit-" "What babe? Back off of the little twink just so you can kiss him again?" she stomped one of her feet, her heel making a clicking noise. "I- what? No! I mean- I didn't kiss him-" Clyde panicked, stuttering out words. "There is no need to lie, I saw the texts you two sent about it." Bebe pulled out her phone, she had a tracking device attached to his phone- as well as a screen recorder that replayed everything he sent or received. "What the hell? Psycho whore!" Steven shouted, taking a step over to Jace protectively. "You...you have been stalking me?!" Clyde asked, his mouth ajar as he stared at Bebe. "No, no, not stalking- catching you cheating like I thought." Bebe rolled her eyes, she sashayed over to her cheer squad. "Look everyone! Look at how treacherous the new students are!" Bebe turned, shouting at everyone in the gym- the students gasped and muttered to each other.
