Juliette was exhausted, like truly exhausted in a way that she had not been in a long time, and she was pretty sure that if she ever had to hear the song Summer Lovin' that many times in a row again, she was going to fucking blow her brains out.
And what was worse?
They still had fucked it up every fucking time. She sighed, resting her arm across Becky's shoulders as they exited the theater, ignoring the sweat that stuck their skin together.
She'd let it affect her later.
"That was the most brutal rehearsal we have ever fucking had, oh my God." Juliette glanced over at Becky, frowning slightly... Maybe there was an explanation outside of them just being terrible. "Did Alison catch you and Carly fucking or something? Is this some punishment she's putting us through, because-." Becky shot her a dirty look, shaking her head.
Damn, got it.
"First of all, that was an insane thing to start with." It was low hanging fruit. "Secondly, no. She did not." Becky said firmly and Juliette nodded, sucking in a breath... Honestly, she was kind of hoping that that had been the explanation, as mortifying and traumatizing as it would've been for Becky, because that would've meant that the frustration was not just at how terrible they were doing.
"Well... Then we really must be in bad shape for her timeline, huh?" She asked, and Becky grimaced, nodding.
"I'd say so, yeah." Oh... Not comforting. "Show opens in like... A month. Not impossible, but I understand why she's nervous." Becky said, and Juliette frowned...
Was that normal?
That seemed like an abnormally late time.
"Damn." That seemed late... She'd never paid attention to when other schools did their musicals, but May seemed like it was late in the year to do a musical... Was it not? "We do our musical late in the year." She said, and Becky shrugged.
Well, that did nothing to confirm or deny her theory... Not that she'd presented it like a theory anyway.
"I'd rather that than early." Juliette nodded, but Becky still kept talking. "Because we'd still be cheering-." Juliette cut her off.
She didn't need to be walked through that, she got it.
"No, I got it." She let out a long sigh, puffing out her cheeks as she thought about watching Leigh Pierce tripping and falling over multiple times on the same mark each time she'd tried to land on her spot... There was no way this was working. "I don't think we'll get Summer Lovin' down by opening night though." She admitted... Luckily, Becky did seem to be more confident than she was.
"We've got time, I think we could probably pull it off." Juliette grimaced, and Becky let out a breathless sort of chuckle as she shook her head. "Like... Alison's expression of dismay that she tried to hide today does make me a little nervous that maybe I'm being overconfident, but I'd bet that we can do it." She explained, and Juliette nodded, feeling her shoulders release as she dropped her arm from Becky's shoulders.
She needed this to work out. She needed the first thing that she'd really chosen for herself in school to not be a failure.
"I'm hoping so... Don't want my first real show to be a complete fuckup." Juliette mumbled, feeling oddly vulnerable admitting that she actually cared about this when she had almost never cared what happened with cheer.
Becky gave her a soft smile.
"It won't be." Becky insisted, her arm slung around Juliette's waist as she felt around for her phone, her heart sinking when she realized it was not in her pockets.
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Borrowed Time Part 2
Romance**THIS IS THE SECOND PART OF BORROWED TIME, PART ONE IS ALREADY ON MY PAGE!** Juliette Smith is aware that everything she does is on borrowed time. Her popularity, her relationship with her father, with her friends... all of it is on borrowed time...
