Dahlia is just coming to terms with her sexuality when Billie, the girl who stares too much and keeps popping up everywhere, comes to her school.
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{WARNING: This story contains foul language, mentions of sex, violence, mentions...
Dahlia's outfit bc I NEED to get these pics outta my camera roll lmfao:
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Dahlia's POV **************
"Why the hell should he get to play Rooster while I'm stuck playing some fucking useless extra with no lines?!" Bowl cut dude yelled. I sighed as I glared up at him, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Because he auditioned and Mrs. East thought he was right for the role. Simple."
"Right for the role? He sucks! He's stupid! The way he talks is so fucking robotic, I mean, it's not convincing at all!" He screamed, his face reddening as he threw a fucking temper tantrum over not getting what he wanted.
"People will be able to look past 'Rooster' sounding a bit robotic," I told him softly, pretending to feel sorry for him before sharpening my tone. "People would not be able to look past 'Rooster' forgetting every single one of his lines."
"It's not like we had enough time to memorize anything!" He tried to defend himself. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, Madison had the same exact amount of time to memorize his lines as you did, and he aced it. You, on the other hand, cracked under pressure and now you're mad that somebody better than you got the part."
"That little retard could never be better than me, and you know that's not fair. The only reason he was able to memorize all that shit so quickly is because he's slow and that makes him smart somehow."
I scoffed and let out a small laugh. "Right, so he's too dumb when you don't get your way and then he's too smart when you don't get your way? Make a choice."
"This isn't fair, Doe, and you know it. I didn't join this stupid club to spend all my time playing some insignificant part—"
"Yeah, I know. You joined this stupid club to keep you from failing the grade. Again." I snorted.
"Yeah, and your part is small, but it isn't nearly as insignificant as you are. In fact, I think it might just be too big for you." Cadence spat as she came to stand beside me. "You're making excuses. You're mad that Madi got the part instead of you because you think you're better than him just because you're neurotypical and he isn't, but you're wrong. You're not better. In fact, you suck. You're not as good an actor as you think you are. The two lines you actually had memorized, you gave a trash delivery! I've seen more talent on cringey Disney shows."
"You two are gonna regret this." He spat.
"Oh, trust me, we already regret every single life decision we ever made that led us to this moment right now, having to deal with you." She chuckled bitterly.
