Just A Story

Chapter 13: Sometimes There's A Fork In The Road

"I don't have to go."

"Yes you do you stubborn jackass!"

"No-" Jean's protests were cut off as Maggie threw a piece of clothing at her face. Glaring, she grabbed the clothes off of her face and threw them down on the floor. She looked down at the floor as the bed dipped under Maggie's weight.

"Jean... You have to get over him." The sudden softness in her voice caused Jean to look up at her friend.

She bit her lip as her gazed focused on the ground once more. "I...I just can't. He was my first kiss and boyfriend. I mean he kissed another girl, Mags. That was the most heart wrenching thing ever; seeing someone you love kiss someone who they used to love. It just made me realize that I was never anything to him."

Maggie sighed loudly and then turned to face Jean fully. "You're going to this game. It's senior year and you've never even been to one. It's a tradition!"

Putting her head in her hands, Jean grunted, "I'll go on one condition."

"Yes?"

"I get to choose what I wear."

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"Who knew there'd be so many sluts here?" Jean slapped Maggie on the arm while Shaw gave her a look of disapproval.

The girl were skimpily dressed in short shorts and t-shirts; some even wore crop tops. Jean had decided on a baseball t-shirt, jeans, and converse. Her hair was left down and she didn't put any makeup on.

Maggie was wearing a casual sundress, but she still looked amazing. Shaw was dressed like Jean but had a regular t-shirt on.

The three of them walked through the entrance together and were greeted by school clubs trying to sell them merchandise to "show their support for the team". In reality everything was just something cheap from the dollar store and they were just selling it for more.

The field was clear besides the opposing team's side where they were doing warm ups. Their movements were sluggish because they probably thought that they were going to lose. Which they probably were. Who knows.

Jean followed behind Maggie and Shaw as they made their way up the ramp leading towards the bleachers. She grunted as people crowded the walkway going to and from the bleachers.  An elbow rammed into her back but she managed not to fall.

They sat at the very bottom to which Jean had majorly protested to, but Maggie just waved her off. The stadium rang with voices as everyone waited for the game to start.

"There I came. Can I go now?" Jean turned to Maggie with pleading eyes.

Shaking her head, Maggie flicked Jean's forehead. "You are such a bore whore. And no, you can't go."

Jean huffed and leaned back resting on the seat behind her.

A bell rang signaling the beginning of the game. The football team came crashing onto the field after they ran through a banner. They all got into formation as their little warm up/dance thing began.

All for show. Jean rolled her eyes as she watched to players pass footballs to each other. The other team just stood watching.

She shifted her glanced to the cheerleaders and practically gagged as she saw Kyla prance up the field in her cheerleader uniform.

"WHORE." Maggie shouted as she stood up and flipped Kyla off. Kyla glanced up at her and then rolled her eyes.

"Ugh, what a snobby slut." Maggie sat back down glaring at Kyla's back.