Chapter 9: ...We'll be counting stars

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        Finally we reached the auditorium. I can hear the deafening cheers of students from different schools. I let out a loud exhale, trying to shake my nervousness off. “There’s a good girl.” said Brad as he cross his shoulders unto my other shoulder. “Don’t worry; we’ll be rocking those retards with our performance.” Brad encourages me to fight my stage freight.

         When we entered the auditorium, the screams and cheers becomes louder and louder. The lights almost blinded me as my sight was exposed. The view of the stage is overseen all over the whole auditorium. It’s like a concert wherein different school fight for the honor. Not to mention that winner gets to take home £20,000 for their school.

                At backstage, while we are given the order of performance, which is we will be the last performer, a lot of pressure already consumes me. At the order of performers, I saw a group named SexChicks. Then a group of girls dress in their bikinis came across, I bet they’re from the school that always thinks our school is a major threat.

         But I was surprised to see that Megan, Chloe, and Peaches were part of that group. It seems like I’m the only one that noticed it. I came towards them, and it seems like they detected me coming closer.

         “Well well well. If it’s the goody two-shoes Annie. What are you doing here? You don’t belong here. This competition is highly for those who have talents.” Megan starts to insult me. I tried to cool myself down. “Well, nice to see you too Megan, and your fellow disgusting hags.” Then she rolled her eyes. I can tell she’s almost pissed. “You’re such a bitch. Why do you always be likely to steal my spotlight Annie?”

         I let out a scuff, that’s it, now that she called me the B word. “Oh Megan, you just never learn. I’m just here to warn you. Aren’t you aware that you are not allowed to compete with other school if you’re not really from that school?” I said in a monotone rude way. She looked pissed and I can see her knuckles forming a tight clench, about to punch me. “Bitch! I swear, I will defeat your ass off and humiliate you in front of the auditorium.” She said in a mad tone. I raised both my eye brows. “You just wait Brookes.” Then they left. The next time I knew, Sam’s calling me.

        “What happened?” Sam asked. “Just bumped into trouble.”

                “Goooood evening to all of you. Joining us tonight are different talents from different schools as they show off their talents into your own very eyes. So let’s start with the first act of the night.” By the moment the emcee introduced the first act then followed by another and another. Every performer that finishes their act is the closer we gets. “...presenting The SexChicks” the emcee introduced. As Megan goes onstage, she gave me a wink and said, “Get ready to lose Brookes.”

        Then I gave her a fake smile. Unbelievable, how come our schoolmates don’t recognize Megan, Chloe and Peaches that they’re betraying our school. It’s quite amusing though; how they are able to apply makeup on that no one even identify them that they were from other school.

                As they dance to the beat of the song entitled Toxic by Britney Spears, a lot of boys stared at them as they show off their skins, while the teachers including other ladies gave a disgusted look as they watch their sexy dancing presentation.

        After their seducing performance, Megan walks towards me, “Good luck Brookes, don’t worry we’ll share our trophy to you.” Then she winked at the boys seductively. I saw how Brad, James, Tristan and Connor looked at her as her ass shows out on the way she wore her clothes. I don’t think she even had any clothes on in that outfit.

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