"Her or me?" A tear rolled down Michelle's puffy cheek, "You have to make a decision."
For Michelle, life has always been about control-control in the studio, in her friendships, and even in the secrets she hides. But with an unexpected pregnancy...
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When I walk into the foyer, I immediately notice Kenzie and Lily talking at the bar. Of course the first thing they prioritise is drinking. But honestly, I'm glad. I could do with a couple of drinks myself.
This place is huge! According to some research that I did, it's one of the largest stages in America. The fact that I'm going to be dancing a solo is quite scary but also exciting.
I begin walking over to Lily and Kenzie, and both of them smile when they notice me.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Kenzie says.
Lily asks me, "Did you just get here?"
"Yeah, literally." I sigh dramatically. "Well, I would've got here the same time as you if the both of you idiots hadn't decided to take an earlier flight last minute."
Kenzie explains what happened: "Oh, Lily dragged me here early so that she could talk to– who was it again, Lily?"
"Uh... Jones." She lets us know, and I immediately roll my eyes.
"Oh, come on, Lily!" I show her that I'm disappointed in her for still chasing this delusion of hers. "Seriously?! I thought you'd already gotten over this."
Kenzie furrows her eyebrows, not knowing what I'm talking about. "Is there something that I don't know about?"
I explain what happened. "Lily likes Jones, and she stupidly thinks that he likes her back, even though she saw him with his fingers inside Michelle's vagina after our performance at the soccer game!"
"Lily, what?!" Kenzie gives Lily a shocked look.
Kenzie then asks her, "Who even is this guy?"
"Jones Lambert." I immediately tell her his name. "He's from J-Cruise; everyone knows him." I add, "Oh, and he's Michelle's baby daddy."
Kenzie's eyes widen slightly in shock. "Jesus."
I watch as she begins to search his name on her social media platforms. She scrolls through photos of him, and I can't help but notice that Lily looks embarrassed. If only we could get through to her so that she'd understand that this little crush is a waste of her time.
Kenzie asks Lily an important question: "Anyway, Lil, I thought you were sleeping with Kingston."
"I am, but–." Lily replies, "I don't know, I just want more."
"You mean, you just want the rich guy."
Lily quietly says, "I just want to be treated like a princess..."
Kenzie looks at me, and the two of us roll our eyes at Lily.
"You know, sometimes it's better to go for the guy who will treat you better. Jones sounds like a stuck-up dickhead." Kenzie tries to make her see sense, but I know that it's gonna take a whole lot more for Lily to stop fantasising about her and Jones.
