After defeating the akuma, LB, Chat Noir, and I went on with our normal lives. (Aka: school kids) Once I finally get back in class, I snuck over to my seat to draw no attention to myself. After a minute of peacefully getting back to my seat, Kim leans over and whispers, "Where were you? I was looking and I couldn't find you anywhere."
"Well," I whisper back, trying to not make it sound like I was fighting the akuma. "I was hiding out in the town, away from the fight." I hated to lie to my boyfriend, but I don't want to get him in danger if he knows my identity. He nods as he puts his hand around my waist, and we pay attention to the rest of the lesson.
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At lunch Kim sat with Mari, Alya, Nino, Adrien, and me. Things were usual with the gang, Alya was on her phone trying to figure out who Ladybug was, Mari was denying almost every girl she chose, Adrien was goofing off with Nino, who was blowing bubbles. And I was with Kim. We were just peacefully sitting there, the crisp wind, lightly kissing our rosy cheeks as we sat there.
After about ten minutes the rest of the gang wanted to start a conversation about random things. Such as, "Adrien, how old were you when you started modeling?" Was what Nino had asked. "About 6-7 years old. My family wasn't that committed to my modeling until..." Adrien stopped a moment and let out a small sigh. "Until my mother disappeared about 2 years ago." He sadly said. "Then my father had at least 2 photo chutes a day, with homeschooling, Chinese, fencing lessons..." He paused, "anything to keep me busy."
We were all silent for a moment. Then Nino said, "Sorry dude, I shouldn't have asked." Adrien nodded sadly, as if trying to brush away the subject.Luckily, it was Mari to save the day. "Hey girls, ya know what'd be fun?" Mari asked. Alya shrugged and I shook my head. "Trying out for the cheerleading squad!" She squealed. I froze. One part of me said 'Yes! Do it Bethanne! It's what you've always wanted, to be a cheerleader!' But the other part said, 'No, what if you get rejected! What if you make it on but you friends don't! What if your friends make it and you don't! What if you become a snobby cheerleader-brat like Chloè! What if...' The list goes on.
"No thanks Mari," Alya said, snapping me out of my deep-in-thought thinking state. "Not really in my strongest field." She continued. All I could say was, "I don't know Marinette, what if I don't get in?" "Hey," Marinette told me. "Don't let it weigh you down." She said putting her hand on my shoulder. Then a smirk appeared on Mari's face. Aw crap. "Besides," she began, "we wouldn't want the quarterbacks girlfriend to not cheer him on, now, would we?" She continued, "It would be awful, not to mention." Then Alya butted in. "Yeah, Beth you'd be amazing! I see you and Mari showing off those crazy split-stretches, and you guys are flexible beasts!" I was beyond blushing now. My face felt like my immunity system was trying to cure my embarrassment. I groan and put my head to my knees. "Why not?" I mumbled. Then the bell rang.
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After school, Mari Alya and I went to cheerleading tryouts. Alya wanted to record it to show us how we did when tryouts were done. Mari and I go to the bathroom to get changed, and Honey comes out. "Do you really think that this is the best thing to do? Imagine, you in a crop top and short skirts in the middle of winter, with your thin Florida skin." She said. "I don't expect to get in, even though it would be great, but do you know who's helping judge?" I said. Honey shook her head. "Chloè and Lila! The two biggest brats in the school that hate me and Mari." I rolled my eyes at the fact. Once I was done getting dressed, I met Mari outside.
"Hey Mari." I said. "Oh, hi Beth, wanna go stretch?" She asked. "Yup! Let's show off!" I confidently said. We sit on the ground and split-stretch in anyway you think possible, and more. We were showing off so much, that three girls just walked out.
When Mari and I were done with our stretches, the "judges" come out. Chloè was wearing a very, very short sleeveless cheerleader crop top that stopped right before her breasts and a skirt so short, you could probably see her butt. (AU- Don't blame me for Chloè looking like a wh0re!) and Lila was wearing something similar, but her skirt was longer, and she had long sleeves.
"Ok, listen up twigs!" Chloè yelled. "We want you all to make a separate routine for yourselves and be back here in half an hour! GO!" She yelled. I did as I was told and made a routine.
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Once Mari and I were done with routines we sat with Alya. "How'd you think you did!" Alya said. "All I can think right now is how tired I am. So I don't know." I wheezed out. I had thirty minutes to practice the routine I made, so I practiced the routine I made for thirty minutes. Mari looked just as exhausted. She worked her butt off in the routine she made.
After a few more minutes of talking, Lila called us all back. "Ok twigs, the ones who made it on the squad are Rose, Bridgette, Skylar, Maryanne, Emma, Kim(girl), Ron, Margret, Louis, and Marinette. The rest of you aren't on the squad, so get out!" Chloè yelled.
I was unfazed. Honestly, I think I knew I wasn't going to get on. But why would Chloè want Mari on the team? I wonder..."Hey Beth!" I heard Marinette yell. "Are you ok?" She asked. "I'm fine thanks Mari. I just better get home." I said. "Oh, and congrats!" I yelled as I ran to the bus stop.
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Zup my fellow bees!
Ok I'll admit it, I'm kinda getting backed up with my cray, cray life.
Buuuuuuuuuut, I did update, didn't I?
Also, next update will either be before, or after thanksgiving.Oh, and by the way...
Somebody save me, they're making a movie!
Anyone else want to hear some spoilers?
LAURA FRIKIN' MERONO IS GOING TO BE IN SEASON 2!!!!!
Ok, so now I've gotta go check my blood pressure...
-bethout
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