I can't do this. I shouldn't do this. I mustn't do this.I thought to myself as I stood in front of the audition sheet. I took a deep breath.
"Come on! Sign up already!" Someone called behind me. I looked at it and started walking away. But, something stopped me. If it was the popular girls glare, the whispers, or just the whole idea of it all that stopped me, I don't know. All I know is I turned around, and signed my name with a heart.
"You didn't." A girl behind me said. I spun on my heels to come face-to-face with Daisy. I smirked.
"Yep. I did. And, now if you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend." I tried to move past her, but her hand stopped me.
"Your only gonna lose. We win every year." Daisy said.
"So you are singing fans. Looks like I'm officially not the liar here." She glared. I smiled and pushed past her, knocking her books out of her hand. She stood there, gawking. I held my head up high and walked down the hall. Proud of myself. May was by my locker.
"You signed up for the showcase?" She asked. I nodded.
"Yep. And I saw Daisy signing up too." May looked startled. Bingo! "Its funny. I thought you guys weren't very big singing fans. Said you guys were singing together." May's cheeks went red.
"She did what?!" She looked past my shoulder. Touchdown!She stomped past me.
"Hey May." She said, tossing her fake red curls.
"Don't you 'Hey May' me. You signed us up! for the Showcase?!" She yelled. Daisy looked at me, anger in her eyes. I just smirked.
"No, I...uh...why would I..."She is a TERRIBLE liar.May pushed her out of the way, and stomped towards me.
"I am NEVER talking to her AGAIN!" She brushed past me. Daisy looked at me.
"You! You think you are SO clever."
"I was going along the lines of genius. But clever works too." I said.
"This...is....war." She said, pointing her fake-totally cheap-manicured finger in my face. "Wow, I'm so scared. You know I've dealt with people who wanted to kill me. So if you think that your little 'this-is-war' will scare me. Then you are an idiot." She opened her mouth to say something. "Uh-uh-uh. Everyone knows not to start something they won't win.Now, just walk away. Go. Walk away. Good girl. Maybe next time you'll fetch." She stomped away. Mouth open. I smirked. The whole time thinking to myself, What have I done?

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