Chapter 3: Cheerleader? Eh.

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The door bell rings again.
This guy just doesn't quit. I open the door, pretending I haven't been watching.
"Sup" I say with a nod.
When did I become so gangster?
"Hey,Steffanie.." He says with almost no enthusiasm.
"Why are you here?" I yell. I've been here trying to be nice while he's being a douche.
I'm sorry, douche-yer.
He steps back surprised.
"I was just wondering if I can borrow your phone"
Idiot.
Does he seriously think I will?
"Sure" I say.
You really are an idiot Steffanie.
"So, how's life?" He says.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME, IVE BEEN DEALING WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS CRAP FOR 2 YEARS!!!!" I shout.
"They sell Headphones you know."
"I DO KNOW" I stare at him for a minute. "It's what you don't know"
And with that I slam the door in his face.
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TIME SKIP!!!
THE NEXT DAY...
10 o'clock
I skipped school today.
Know one will care. I live by myself In the small city of New York.
Yay.
I'm not a bad girl or anything I just went to get contacts.
Right now I'm walking freely without the hassle of huge glasses weighing me down.
I literally feel 5 pounds lighter.
I'm about to turn the corner when I see a sign on a Hairdressers window:

45$ off highlights today!
Original price:65$
Quickly I check my wallet.
I had 30$ left over.
I walk into the hair salon. The woman does all the usual stuff and then shows me the colors.
Blue, Nah
Pink, Oh hell no
Green, ... Just no...
Black, I'm not goth
"This is the last color" The woman hands me a purple.
There's nothing wrong with it.
"Sure"
6 HOURS LATER--------------------------------
I leave the hairdresser with hot purple hair.
It finally kicks in that I'm hungry.
I walk into a small cafe.
Being the pig that I am I order 2 cupcakes and a hot chocolate,To go.
While waiting a pretty Blonde wearing me schools cheerleading uniform taps me on the shoulder.
"Hey your Steffanie right?"
"Yeah..."
"I've seen you dancing before your really good"
"Thanks"
Is this it? Have I made a friend?
Probably not.
"You should become a cheerleader, We have a spot available"
Purple Highlights+No glasses+cheerleader= Popularity
"Sure"
"Meet me by the gym after school, Before tryouts"
"Tryouts?!"
Yay competing against wannabe cheerleaders, What fun!
"Yeah, trust me you'll make it"
I Nod.
Yay me.

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