Borrowed Time Part 2

Chapter 208

Juliette hated when any event had her measured for something - she'd skipped the last two years of cheerleading because she knew Ingrid could guess, but this was out of her bound of comfort.

She hated that she had to be measured for a costume... It was weird, something about it not being a uniform made her feel odd.

"So, remind me again why they have to measure us?" Juliette asked, drumming her hands on her thighs as she did... She didn't really like the idea of someone tightening a tape measure around her right now, and she hated even more the knowledge that someone else might know how big or small she was. "Only asking because I think this goes against my therapist's treatment plan for how I view myself." Her joke fell flat, with the entire group blinking at her like she'd said something alien.

Come on, there's no way none of you have that as well...

"Huh?" Only me?

Huh.

"I obsess over forms of measurement." Juliette clarified, hating that she had to say that to begin with - it would be so great if just one singular thing about her could be normal enough to not need clarification.

Peyton nodded, leaning her head back against Yvonne's shoulder as she did.

"Ah. Fair." She closed her eyes, turning to burrow a little bit into her as Yvonne chuckled, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, giving her a look that was nothing short of completely and utterly fond... It was sweet to see. "And because we need to know what size costume you need." She mumbled, and Juliette nodded. That made a lot more sense.

Now, what did not make sense was why Jackson had been in there for twenty minutes... Unless they were handcrafting the goddamn tape measure, he should've been out of there ages ago.

"Jackson's been in there forever." Juliette sighed, hoping against hope that maybe he'd just walk out of the doors right as she'd said that like it was some kind of cue, but no... No, she was still stuck standing here, waiting for whatever the hell kind of ritual was happening in that goddamn costume room to be over.

It couldn't be that hard, right? Danny wore a shirt, jeans and a jacket for most of the goddamn thing from what she could remember from Esme showing her Grease... But she hadn't really been paying much attention.

It was really hard to pay attention when Esme's hand was down her pants, she had better things to do in those moments... Esme was the better thing to do.

Beside her, Carly sighed, resting her head on her shoulder.

"Well, it's a costume fitting, sometimes those can take a minute." She said, and Juliette nodded. Obviously she knew that, but that wasn't going to make her any less impatient - she wanted to be able to leave in a timely manner today, and if things were going to continue to go at a snails pace, there was no way in hell that that was something that was going to happen.

Yvonne let out a heavy sigh across from her, examining her nails as she shook her head.

"Yeah, especially if they're hooking up, because like... Marley's doing his fitting, so-." Juliette coughed, watching as Peyton lifted her head quick, smacking Yvonne's arm as she did. Yvonne grimaced, rubbing the spot as she glared over at her. "Ow." She snapped, and Juliette watched Peyton shift up, stretching her back before she turned to fully look at her.

Damn. Violent.

"Why would you say that?" She hissed, and Peyton shrugged, resting her chin on her hand as she looked away from Peyton. Juliette chuckled, leaning her head back against the wall as she watched the interaction unfold... She could see where Peyton was coming from, that putting that energy into the world when Yvonne was in love with Marley was probably a terrible idea...