I'm Waiting | ✔

Chapter 6-

Vanessa's POV

"Hey, did you hear...," whispers trail around the room.

I don't pay any attention to them, confused at why Carly's missing, along with Beckett. Another chill goes up my spine. What if they're...doing something together like making out? I shake the thought from my head.

Carly wouldn't do this to me unless it was an emergency, I don't think. I'm trying so hard not to doubt her right now. But then, it's not like I told her that I have a crush on him...sort of...right? I'm regretting that now. I should've told her from the beginning.

And Beckett. What should I expect from him? Envious boys do stupid things, I've come to know. Does that mean he and Carly would get together to make me jealous? Are they together right now?

A sharp pain launches up my leg, and it flops down ungracefully. I guess that's what happens when you stretch your leg too far.

I test my leg out again, trying hard not to grimace when I realize I've pulled a muscle. Wonderful way to start class, isn't it?

"Miss Morita," the ballet teacher choruses from across the room. "You need to focus."

"Yes, Ms. Hellswheel," I reply quietly, barely keeping the snark from my voice.

It's so hard to imagine her as Beckett's mom. Her image is so...strict. Nothing like Beckett, I guess. But I can see where he gets his seriousness and the great poker face; Hellswheel's a master.

"You aren't angry?" Jenna whispers to me from across the bar.

My head snaps up as I stare at her in confusion. "Why would I be angry?" I hiss softly.

"You didn't hear?" Sasha whisper-asks me. "Carly and Beckett got into a fit with each other at lunch and got taken to the principal's office."

"I heard that Beckett slapped Carly," Jenna adds, sending me a worried glance.

"He did what?" I make my voice lower, more serious to fit the situation.

I'm trying so hard to control my anger right now. Why would he even do that? I kind of want to march over to wherever he is and slap him.

"I know!" Sasha exclaims. "Who would've thought?"

"I don't believe this," I mutter under my breath, loud enough for only them to hear.

"Believe it," Jenna snaps. Her eyes flash with an unknown emotion. "This might be a disaster for your friendships with the two of them."

I wrinkle my nose and look at her. "How?"

"Well, Carly or Beckett might give you an ultimatum, you know?" She glances at me expectantly.

I still don't get it.

With an exaggerated sigh, she continues on. "You might have to choose between Carly and Beckett. It's basically your friend, or your boyfriend," she rambles.

"He's not my—"

"You have to think of the reality of the situation, Vanessa," Jenna hisses.

Sasha just looks amused from next to her. I roll my eyes.

"I'm sure that's not going to happen," I say, not sure if I'm reassuring her or myself. Whether I like it or not, she's just planted a seed of doubt in my mind that I won't be getting out of anytime soon. I need to see them.

Ugh. Now I'm distracted; not something I want to be for dance class, when I need to live up to my potential as the best student.

I can't dwell on things. I just can't.

Carly will be okay, right?

Beckett too?

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Author's Note-

Hey, guys! How are you all doing? 

Do you think Jenna's being over dramatic? Would you react the same way?

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