The Rejects Club | Lonely Hearts Club [EDITING]

Episode 11 - Homecoming - Noun: The cause of drama

If anything, Monet was sick of all the club drama. It had been five days since the fight started and the divide was getting more and more obvious. Isa didn't join them for the Bathroom Picnic anymore and Anthony, Leo, and Isa didn't interact with Cleopatra unless it was absolutely necessary. It was becoming more and more of a problem and Monet didn't like it. Though, Jasmine and Kyra were joining them for the Bathroom Picnic now and Sebastian had no problems with Cleopatra. The same went for Sasha, Jasmine, and Mark. Kyra was another story, but the two girls had always had some tension. It wasn't all that surprising that they were at odds, mostly because they always had been. Still, because of a few small things they had in common and the Bathroom Picnic meetings they had, they were starting to get along, even if it meant that they were only just insulting each other rather then staring the other down.

And yet, the club was making her more and more anxious every time she stepped into the room. That's why she had asked Cleopatra to spend after school with her in the gym yesterday. She hated how there was so much tension in the room and she was sick of it. So, instead of having to deal with it, she had decided to just leave the room. It had helped and she and Cleopatra just had a nice time in the silence of the gym. Monet had worked on some of her Karate moves that she still needed to work on and Cleopatra spent her time working on some of the finishing touches on the wedding dress she was working on.

However, Mark had asked her to Homecoming and with a mix of emotions, she had agreed to go with him. So now, she had to figure out what she was doing.

Like last year, Monet had been planning on not going at all, since big functions like this stressed her out, but he had come up to her right after club ended and she was about to head over to her martial arts club for the class she had to fill in for. He gave her an envelope and when she opened it, she found a card that said 'It'd be a bore without you this weekend', though it was very clearly written by Jasmine, probably because Mark couldn't have nice handwriting for the life of him. She was confused and wrote it off as him and Jasmine expressing how sad they'd be without her. That is, until she looked up and saw he had a blush on his face. Then she knew. He was asking her to go to the dance on Saturday.

When he asked, she was a little conflicted. After all, what were you supposed to say when you'd been friends with someone for so long and they asked you to Homecoming like he wanted to date her. She'd never even been to Homecoming before. What was she supposed to do? It didn't help that she was unsure on how she even felt about him. Still, she knew she'd regret it later if she said no, so now it looked like she was going to Homecoming. The only problem? She had no clue what she was doing. Sure, she could ask Jasmine, but she wanted to spare herself all the teasing that she was bound to get. She was at a loss. That is, until Cleopatra came into the room for the club meeting.

"Okay, you are all invited to come over to my brother's apartment on Saturday for Homecoming preparations if you so wish." It was the first thing that the goth said when she stepped into the room. Everyone looked over at her, though some looked actually interested. "I figured that if we're all going to meet up for dinner anyway, it might be nice to get ready together. If you don't want to come, that is fine. You won't hurt my feelings. I just thought I would offer."

"Aw, it looks like you're trying to redeem yourself," Anthony said with a huff. "Good luck digging yourself out of the hole you got yourself into in the first place, Blackheart." Cleopatra sent him a glare and looked as if she was about to flip him off. And then, she calmed down and brushed her skirt down, her face returning to its neutral look once again. She just sighed and shrugged her shoulders, walking over to sit down by Monet.

"It was worth a try, I suppose," She said as she sat down, setting her sewing bag next to her feet and placing her backpack on the floor next to her chair. "I'll guess that everyone here just hates me right now." Monet gave her a small smile and moved down to sit on the floor.