Tumbling Down (Dance Moms Fanfic)

Is Worser A Word? (Ch.18)

I juggle my phone in my hands for a long time before replying.

"I want to."

I don't know if he'll take that as a yes or not.

"But?"

"But I don't think I can."

It takes a long time for him to reply.

"It's not bad unless you let it be. Don't fall for it."

It's not that easy. I've never had to deal with anything like this. I'm used to being liked. And if I wasn't, I didn't care, but that's only because nobody did anything to me.

I being to cry. Either I don't go to school and fail, or I go and get pushed over the edge.

Which one is better? I'll never know.

My phone goes off again.

"Well I'm not gonna wait for you to decide."

Huh?

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Either go to school or let New Boy deal with you. I don't care."

Drew? Seriously?

"You're seriously going to do that? Just because I know him means I like him better or something?"

"Maybe. How should I know?"

Because he should. He's so stupid sometimes.

I get off the couch, still wanting to go outside. Instead of sitting and doing nothing, maybe a walk would be nicer.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Man I should've brought a jacket. So cold.

But I mean, whatever. I have countless other things to think about right now.

"So now you're mad" written in a text message lights up my phone screen.

Oh he's gotta be kidding.

"Am I not supposed to be?"

"You're supposed to be smart."

I could just face the facts. But I would rather play smartass.

"Well my test scores prove I am."

"You know what I mean. So just stop with the hissy fit and calm down"

Calm down? That's the last thing I ever do in stressful situations.

"Cuz that's something I know how to do"

"Well try it anyway. If you plan on going to school tomorrow, tell me."

I so do not want to get in a car with him.

"I'm fine with walking. Cold doesn't bother me"

~*~*~*~*~*~

"She's so pathetic."

"Who let her out of the house looking like that anyway?"

"Someone school tell her to take it off. It's the whore's natural habitat, isn't it?"

"We can't do that! She'll get someone else in bed with her!"

"But there's nobody else!"

"Who says she isn't bi? There's plenty to choose from!"

"Don't give her any ideas! She smells bad enough already."

"And looks twice as bad. Well, without the truck load of makeup anyway. Slut's really trying too hard."