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Know Your Stars- Clique Style
Chapter Seven: Meena and Heather
"I told you we should have brought the directions just in case!" Meena scolded Heather.
"Well sorry, but it wasn't my fault that the local college was having an annual parade down the main road on the way to the studio that the producer of this show neglected to tell us about!" Heather argued.
"We should have come when they first started the interviews."
"Why would we want to do that?" Heather asked.
"To see the Layne and Claire!"
"We'll see their interviews in a week when they're on television!"
"But still"
Meena and Heather arrived at the studio a half hour later than when they were supposed to start their agony, as they would soon find out. They were wearing matching shirts that said 'drop ideas, not bombs' hoping to give the world a message while they had the chance. Because of their delayed arrival, the audience was half asleep from the boredom of waiting.
"What's with this crowd?" Meena asked.
"Who knows?"
A second chair had been brought out for the unusual pair so that they'd both have a seat. Heather and Meena sat down and began quietly talking when a loud snoring sound came from the speakers. "Chhhhhhhhsssshoooooochhhhhhsssshhhooooooo."
"Hey who's snoring?" Heather yelled.
"Ahem ahem. Sorry about that…eerrrr…technical difficulties."
"Technical difficulties my foot," Meena muttered under her breath.
"Ok audience it's time to get up. We all have a job to do and it won't look good if you guys are snoring in the background while I'm torturing, I mean interviewing these two. Now get up!" the announcer demanded.
The crowd remained restless and paid no mind to the voice that was disturbing their slumber.
Suddenly a loud noise that sounded like a foghorn awoke everyone and made them jump two feet in the air because of the surprise.
"There that got you up. Thanks for the prop Benny," the voice said. "Know Your Stars, Know Your Stars, Know Your Stars."
The girls waved at the camera happily. "Hello United States of America and wherever else this is airing!" Heather shouted.
"Heather and Meena. They like scratching their butt."
"Ewwwww. Gross. That's way disturbing," Meena replied with disgust.
"Not to mention a lie," Heather added.
"Butt pickers."
"Stop calling us that"
"Yeah!"
"Butt picker butt picker!"
"Are you going to ask us real questions or not?" Heather inquired.
"Heather and Meena. They don't know how to do any mathematics."
"What? Yes we do!"
"We're mathletes!"
"Hell, they barely know what mathematics means!"
"Ten times ten is one hundred. There, I just proved you wrong!"
"She had to study real hard to grasp that concept. Their tutor was backstage helping them prep for the show just in case something like this would come up. Come on, take a bow Mark!"
A teenage boy of about fifteen with thick rimmed glasses came out on stage and gave a wave to the audience.
"We've never seen him before in our lives!"
"See, they are so dumb they don't even recognize the guy who's been helping them with math for five years! It's all right stupid and brainless, we'll 'reacquaint' you guys after the show."
"I told you we're not-"
"Meena and Heather. They had sex with each other crushes."
"I would never do that with Heather's crush. I'm not that heartless!" Meena defended.
"Yeah and I would never do that with Meena's crush." Heather replied.
The two friends quickly hugged each other in a tight embrace when all of a sudden Heather added, "Although I did see you two together after school one day chatting it up……"
"Are you saying I did sleep with him??"
"All I'm saying is that it looked a little suspicious how you and you-know-who were standing so close together and acting a little friendly."
"Well then how do I know that you don't have something going on with my crush just to get back at me, for something I didn't do?"
"You don't." Meena simply stated.
At that moment Heather leaped on Meena and started throwing punches right and left while the other of the pair kicked and flailed her arms.
"I knew something was going on with you two!"
"Nothing is going on. And even if it were you started something with you-know-who first!"
"Maybe the audience would like to know who the alleged boy is!"
"You wouldn't dare," Meena spoke.
"Rob," Heather coughed.
"Oh yea? Well, Alonzo," Meena sneezed.
The two started to fight even harder and throw each other across the stage. The crowd started to chant "catfight" and throw tomatoes at them (don't ask where they got the tomatoes it's a long story). It was so intense two security guards had to pull the fighting preteens apart, only because the company didn't want to get sued.
"You little skank!" Heather shouted as she was being pulled to the left side of the stage.
"YOU SLUT!" Meena yelled at the opposite end of the stage.
"I HATE YOU! I HOPE I NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN!"
"I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL BITCH!"
The audience was loving every minute of this entertainment and was cheering louder than ever before.
"Aww that's a shame! Good-bye you dim-witted whore butt pickers you! Now you know Heather and Meena."
Well that's it for Chapter seven. Tell me how you liked this one or if you even liked this one at all. Again nice comments, constructive criticism, I'll take it. Thanks everyone for reading, now just review! The next chapter should be Olivia, that could be interesting.
