A Little Crush || Biadore [DISCONTINUED]

-9-

"I've never known one person eat so much pizza in a day." Trinity K Bonet laughed, as me and her sat backstage, and I dived into one of the pizzas that the crew had ordered for tonight's performers. I was dressed in ripped jeans and a baggy Nirvana shirt that almost exposed my chest; yes I felt a bit out of place with all the fancy dressed up queens, but this was me and I wasn't going to pretend I was anything fancier than I was. I had finished my part of the show second, right after Bianca, and Trinity had just come off stage, flustered from dancing.

I shrugged, finishing a piece in less than a minute. "I just fucking love pizza." I replied, smirking, making sure to swallow any food before I started speaking. I had had pizza for nearly every meal now. I'm the morning, Roy, Shane and I had gone around the town, getting coffee and calzones from a small cute Italian place nearby. Then, I'd hung out with Alaska whilst she was getting ready, and she had pizza, so I'd eaten a couple slices.

I was sure if I puked right now, there would be nothing but pizza and coffee. Ew.

After tonight's show, I wasted no time getting to the club with Trinity, and some of my other season six sisters. We sat around a table, and I sat next to Trinity and Courtney. Gia came over with Laganja, and I felt my heart drop to my chest. I politely smiled at Ganj, but she simply looked away, like she was above me. I sighed, leaning against Courtney.

This time, Trinity went up for drinks, whilst we all talked about our days. Whenever I tried to talk, Gia would butt in, and I honestly wanted to scream. I just decided I wouldn't waste my voice trying to talk. Once Trinity returned, I grabbed my vodka and leaned back, in a not so feminine fashion. I quickly drank it, and soon sunk into the strong urge to get drunk. Drink, party, and forget.

Happily, after a few more drinks, Gia, Trinity and Laganja got up and started dancing sloppily with each other on the dancefloor.

"Just the final three." I chimed in, the three of us shuffling closer together. I moved into the middle, and leaned on both Courtney and Bianca.

"I wonder how Joslyn's getting on." Courtney said, sipping her drink. Shamefully, I had almost forgotten about her getting married at the finale; it was so sweet, exactly what a sweet girl like her deserved. I was sad because I thought Joslyn was an absolute sweetheart and I missed her, but she couldn't come on the tour because she was on honeymoon somewhere hot. In nine white bikinis, I smiled to myself.

Bianca smiled. "Probably getting spoilt out of her mind. That or her and her husband are doing sickly cute stuff together and fussing over each other." she replied, sipping her sweet flavoured cocktail.

I laughed. "My mom wants me to get married soon too, so I'll probably have to find me a sugar daddy somewhere." I giggled, finishing my vodka far faster than I should have.

Courtney shrugged. "If you win the $100,000 cash prove, you can be your own sugar daddy." she chuckled.

I put my head on the table, sheepishly. "I'm not gonna win, I just know." I murmured, faking a smile.

Bianca ran her thumb across my hand. "Well, chola, if I win, I'll lend you some cash to go and buy a decent wig or something." she cackled, and I playfully punched his arm.

"You'd be my bitter, old, sugar daddy." I laughed, before Bianca put an arm around me. The movement sent so many tingles up my spine, though it probably meant nothing to her, so I played it cool. She squeezed my hand, and I found that I actually kind of liked that strong grip of hers.

Courtney slurped her drink loudly through her straw. "Don't you dare try and scrounge something off my win." she put forth, and we all burst out laughing.