Switched

Chapter Thirteen: Competition

"Isabell!"

Still half-asleep with her head against the wicker of the outdoor couch, Isabell tiredly raised her gaze to someone banging on her door and yelling her name. It was Jamie. Isabell frowned, looking at her hands. She hadn't really been asleep, and she didn't remember a nightmare, so why--

"Holy shit have I got a story for you! Come on, we need to get good seats! Ass up!"

Isabell groaned and put her pillow over her head, checking the time. 9am.

Jamie wrenched open the door and stalked over, tugging her by the ankle and pulling her off her comfy position on the couch while she loudly protested.

"You have no idea what just happened," Jamie grinned, turning around and pulling her to her feet. "So Lucio's got a city-sized crush on Bug, right?"

Isabell yawned, pulling on a shirt proclaiming I'm a bitch. Get used to it. She nodded. "He didn't exactly do a spectacular job of hiding it at the party."

"So Bug got out last night," Jamie continued, throwing shoes at Isabell. "Yeah? And she's sitting on the roof, taking in the night and all of that shit, and McCree, Lucio and I are all sitting outside teasing Lucio."

"Mhmm," Isabell muttered, lacing her shoes and rubbing the back of her neck where one of them had hit her.

"And then Genji shows up and they're talking, and it's all good until he sits down next to her and she sits on his lap and they're talking and getting closer and Lucio's terrified that Genji's got feelings for her too." Jamie hung upside-down from the railing on Isabell's four-poster bed while she did up her shoes. "And then Sombra hacks his stereo - you know the one that's on all night? - and puts on this mushy shitty song that's kinda sweet at the same time--"

Isabell grinned. "That is so something she would do."

"And he's freaking out, because Bug and Genji both seem to know it," Jamie continued with a massive grin on his face, "And he can't shut it down and then - get this - they start dancing."

Isabell laughed. "No way."

"Yep. You know they've got history, right? I reckon Bug taught Genji to dance when he was a teenager, 'cause he knew every step to that song once he got going. And Bug's the type that'll listen to almost any music so I'm betting it was her. Now Lucio's freaking out because he thinks that Bug likes Genji--"

Jamie was interrupted by a gust of wind and a flash of blue light as Tracer Blinked in. "Sorry, so sorry Isabell love!" she said quickly, her hair still moving from her sprint up here. She had Isabell by the shoulders in seconds. "I completely forgot to tell you! Training competition today. We all go one-on-one, get a partner and try to beat them. You don't have to compete, of course, because you haven't had the time to train--"

"Are you kidding?" Isabell grinned. "Another chance to beat you?"

"Hey, we drew last time," Tracer protested.

Isabell grinned. "No way I'm missing out on this. Just gotta pray I don't get matched with Reinhardt..."

"You would get destroyed," Jamie grinned. "Barely anything to deflect, so barely anything to absorb, so no abilities and definitely no ultimate. You'd basically just be seeing who could smack the other one the hardest with a big stick and two little sticks."

"Then you better start praying for me," Isabell laughed and shoved Jamie out with Tracer. "Now let me get into my suit and go save me the best seat in the house."

"I didn't finish my story!" Jamie howled.

"Then tell me from the other side of the door!" Isabell hollered back and walked into her closet, pulling out her neat and perfectly-hung suit (unlike everything else in her closet). As she was searching for her goggles, Jamie reluctantly continued.