Mean Girls: Andi Mack AU

I️ Wish

The weird thing about hanging out with Amber was that I️ could hate her, and at the same time, I️ still wanted her to like me. Same with Kira. The meaner Amber was to her, the more Kira tried to win Amber back. She knew it was better to be in the Plastics, hating life than to not be in at all. Because being with The Plastics was like being famous. People looked at you all the time, and everybody just knew stuff about you.

I️ was a woman possessed. I️ spent about 80 percent of my time talking about Amber. And the other twenty percent of the time, I️ was praying for someone else to bring her up so I️ could talk about her more.

I️ could hear people getting bored with. But I️ couldn't stop. It just kept coming up like word vomit.

Meanwhile, I️ was trying to find any excuse I️ could to talk to Jonah.

I️ remembered Cyrus mentioning getting close with TJ by tutoring him in math. So, it was in math class that I️ saw an opportunity.

"I️ don't get this. Do you get any of this?" I️ asked.

However, before Jonah could even respond, Ms. Norbury interrupted by handing back our most recent tests. Unfortunately, I️ got a 98 on it, and Jonah noticed this.

"Kind of seems like you get it," he said.

If I️ was gonna keep this going, I️ was gonna have to commit.

So, the next test I️ bombed. On purpose. I️ seriously wasn't proud of it, and frankly, I️ wasn't sure who I️ was becoming. But it was so hard to get close to Jonah with Amber in my way.

"Not your best," Ms. Norbury said in a disappointed tone as she placed my test on my desk.

I️ got a 62 on it.

"Dang, Mack, what happened?" Marty asked, peering over at my test.

I️ shrugged.

"How'd you do?" Jonah asked.

I️ sighed.

"Not so good. You know, I️ think I️ need a tutor," I️ said.

"I'll tutor you, if you ever wanna get together after school or something," Jonah suggested.

And, my plan worked.

"Do you think Amber would mind?" I️ asked.

Jonah shrugged.

"No. You guys are friends," Jonah replied innocently.

I️ sighed and looked at him, concerned. I️ knew that there was no way that Amber would be okay with it, especially since she knew that I️ liked Jonah.

"Well, maybe we just won't tell her," he suggested, realizing the error in his ways.

I️ nodded in agreement.

— I️ went over to his place for a tutoring session and it was kind of nice to be alone with him. It was so quiet and peaceful, away from all of the drama.

We were working on some math problems and Jonah...well, he was trying his best.

"Well, the first time I️ did it, I️ got a zero," he explained.

Wrong.

"But then when I️ checked, I️ got...one," he said.

There you go.

"I️ got one too," I️ replied.

"Yeah, you have to check it because sometimes the product of two negative integers is a positive number," he explained, as if he actually knew what he was talking about.

He really said sometimes.

"Yeah, like negative four and negative six," I️ chimed in.

"That's right. That's good," he said, smiling at me.

Ugh, his dimples.

"Well, you're a good tutor," I️ replied, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. What was I️ doing? I️ never did that. Besides, my hair is too short for me to really do that effectively so I️ probably looked stupid.

We locked eyes for a moment. Jonah then shook his head, looking away from me.

"Andiman, um, look, I️...I️ can't do this. It's not fair to Amber," he explained.

I️ rolled my eyes. It always has to come back to Amber. Amber, Amber, Amber...

"Why do you like her?" I️ finally just asked.

Jonah sighed.

"Look, I know she can be really mean sometimes, but..."

"Then why do you like her?" I️ interrupted.

Jonah raised his eyebrows and shrugged.

"Why do you?" he asked, turning it around on me.

Touché. He did have a fair point there.

"But..." I️ began.

"Look, there's good and bad in everybody. Right? Amber's just...She's just more upfront about it," Jonah explained.

Yeah, she's upfront alright.

I️ swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded slowly before beginning to gather my stuff.

"I️ should go," I️ concluded.

"Andi, wait," Jonah began.

"No, you're right. It's not fair to Amber," I️ said. Because she's always been so fair to me, right? It's not like she decided to get back together with Jonah right when she figured out that I️ liked him. It's not like she rubbed her relationship with him in my face.

So, so I️ sulked home. And in that moment, I️ just had one question: How was I️ the bad guy? —

"He's all yours," Amber said casually while applying lipgloss on and looking into a hand mirror.

"What? Who?" I️ asked, genuinely confused.

She put her lips together to smother on the rest of the gloss before gently closing the hand mirror.

"Jonah," she said.

Wait, did Jonah seriously break up with Amber? Was it my fault? And why on earth was she being so nonchalant about the whole thing?

"Did you guys..." I️ began, stopping myself. Of course they broke up; that's a stupid question. "I'm so sorry."

Amber shrugged before tossing some of her golden hair behind her shoulder.

"Don't be. I️ broke up with him," she clarified.

I️ blinked, slightly stunned. She...wait, what?

"Oh...why?" I️ asked. It was a completely inappropriate question and I️ regretted it as soon as I'd asked, but I️ guess my curiosity just got the best of me.

"I️ was bored," she stated plainly.

I️ opened my mouth to say something. I don't even know what I️ was going to say. Maybe I️ was actually just going to stand there stunned with my mouth open. Who knows? Because, before I️ could even begin to say anything, it seems that Amber was saved by the bell.

"Gotta get to class. See ya!" she said, still as perfectly casual and composed as ever, leaving me to wonder what on earth had just happened.