(2) Stupid Ass Rumour

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Ally's POV

"Why aren't everyone in their cheer uniform? I asked the team.

"Maybe because not everyone has money to buy a million uniforms like the daddy's girl." Emily rolled her eyes.

I didn't know what the actual hell she was talking about because the last time I checked she was so rich she had money to bathe in.... Okay I'm exaggerating but seriously? Daddy's girl? Me? Ugh.

"Em stop." Aria said.

"What? She is a daddy's girl." Emily taunted me once more. She wasn't in front of me but I could've still heard every word she was saying.

"Are you jealous?" I turned on my heel eyeing her.

She pretended not to hear a word I said and continued fixing her shorts and a top that was so tin you could see everything she was wearing underneath. She acted like she wasn't a rich spoilt brat herself, I hated it when she would call me daddy's girl back in middle school.

After practicing for a half hour and being watched by the pervert Dean who playfully licked his lips whenever I caught his eyes, truth is he was staring at Emily but didn't wanted her to know so he would pretend he's staring at me when he's really watching Emily's flat fucking ass.

Of course that wasn't true, Emily had a good- great body.

"I swear Emily doesn't know when to just piss off." Stella kicked the dirt angrily.

"Yeah I know this, she called me a daddy's girl." I grumbled.

"Hey ladies." Chris came jogging backwards next to both Stella and I.

"There's another person that doesn't know when to piss off." I said loud enough for him to hear.

"Excuse me?" He raised an eyebrow.

"You're excused." I fake smiled and looked to my side to see Stella jogging away with a smirk on her face.

What a great friend.

I sighed as I realized Chris was following me,"Don't you have any friends?" I burst out.

"Have you met me? More than I can count." His big ass ego answered for him.

"Then go make out with them, that's what you do right?" I eyed him in a blue and white jersey that had the words 'fuck off' in bold letters. I'm pretty sure that's illegal in school terms.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." He posed.

"There isn't going to be day when someone finds a picture of Christopher Chain on my phone." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't say my fucking name like that." Chris Christopher snarled.

"What ever Chris." An evil smile made it's way on my lips,"Christopher." I said before slipping into the girls room.

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"Max, don't you dare hang up on me... Max! Max."- He hung up.

Not being able to get a ride from Max home I made my way to Stella who was talking to Aria. You would think being rich included a ride from school, well I didn't take that offer from my step father I didn't want to make a big scene when one of his oh so expensive car drove in the school yard to pick me up and according to Max since I'm usually high on sugar I can't drive, although I knew that wasn't the reason.

"Can I get a ride?" I asked before Emily hyped up.

"Where's your daddy when you need him?" Emily said loud enough for only I to hear as she tightened her hair that was in a..... Puffy thingy mooboob. She told me about my hair being weird several times when he's is literally a bird's nest.

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