A/N- This story isn't really getting many reviews anymore. Can someone tell me what's wrong so I can change that?
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As always, thank you SmurfsTasteGoodOnToast for being my beta and inspiration!
Rory's POV
I was in the kitchen eating peanut butter from the jar when my mom walked in with two pairs of heels in hand.
"Which pair?" She asked holding up both.
"Going out with Skip again?" I ask before taking another bite of peanut butter. I tried to imagine why she kept doing this to herself. My mother was very attractive but she always dated the Killian Jones's of the world.
She nodded and continued to hold up the shoes. "Now choose. I want to look nice."
I got off my stool and grabbed a pair of shoes from her hand and inspected them. "Well if you want to look nice go with these," I held up the shoes in my hand. "But if you want to look good, go with those," I nodded towards the shoes in her hand. She smiled and kissed the top of my head before heading back to her bedroom, the shoes in my hand forgotten.
I sigh as I watch her go. She was getting really attached. Which is usually when she gets hurt. I love my mom and I don't want to see her hurt again, but I know she's going to get hurt like usual.
I hear a knock from outside. Probably Skip. My mom exits her room, now with earrings and heels on. "Be good," she calls, heading for the door. Like she has to tell me? I'm boring, I never do anything bad. I turn to head up to my room. I Dream Of Genie reruns seem like a good way to enjoy friday night. What an exciting life I lead. I don't make it two steps though.
"You have a visitor," she shouts and I hear the front door close. My interest in piqued and my head snaps up. Who could be visiting me so late? I didn't have to wait long before Belle enters my view. "Rory right?" she asks.
All I could do was stare at her and nod. She looks extremely pleased and smiles at me. "I knew it. Is Rory short for anything?"
"Uh... no," I reply shaking my head. "There's this old fairy tale my mom used to read, the character's name is Aurora so I guess I'm named after her," I shrug.
"That's fascinating," Belle replies, but she's obviously distracted looking around my kitchen. "Nice house," she comments. Finally her view rests on me and she stares at the shoes still in my hand.
"Are those yours?" She asks. I shake my head and set them on the counter. "They're my mom's...So, uh, not to be rude, but why are you here? "
She looks at me for a long time. I could only guess she was trying to figure out what to say. "I need to talk about Killian. No one else understands as well as you, and what you were saying in the library made perfect sense."
Twenty minutes later and Maggie and Ruby had both shown up at my house as well. Ruby and I sat on my bed, Belle sat in my computer chair, and Maggie was leaning against my desk. It was weird. Almost like the slumber parties I had never been invited to.
"Let me get this straight, you three want to get even with Killian?" I ask slowly, trying to make sure I heard them right. Maggie and Ruby nod their heads and Belle looks worried. These girls were legally nuts.
"Maybe we shouldn't. We don't even have a plan and he's not even worth it" Belle bites her lip. "I mean we're just stooping to his level if we try anything."
I can tell Maggie's resisting the urge to roll her eyes as she placed a hand on Belle's shoulder. "How many times has he hurt you, hurt all of us? He deserves what he's going to get. And here's plan A. Why don't I kick his butt? Ruby knows I can fight"
Ruby bursts out laughing and rolls around on my bed. They really are crazy. "In middle school Maggie was the captain of the wrestling team. The boy's wrestling team. Practically every guy was afraid of her."
"With good reason," Maggie adds with a laugh.
I try not to look too impressed and manage a confused smile. "What happened? Why aren't you still in wrestling?" Before Maggie can answer, Belle speaks up. "She got into cheerleading. Cheer practice interferes with wrestling"
Maggie gave Belle a weird look. "How did you know that?" she asks Belle.
"I did a piece on you last year when you became head cheerleader," Belle answers with the 'obviously' implied.
"Sooo…" I drag out, trying to keep things not awkward. "Why do you guys need me? Plan A sounds pretty bulletproof."
Ruby huffs at me, exasperated. "Of course that's not our actual plan. We need you. If the three of us try to work together without you, we'll kill each other"
Belle still looks reluctant, but doesn't say anything.
"Alright," I answer after a moment's hesitation. "As long as things don't get too crazy. I don't need to end up in jail."
Ruby laughs, "I've been once, it's not so bad."
Belle's eyes widen and she visibly tries not to say anything.
"Relax, it was just for protesting for animal's rights. Testing products on animals is evil and I was trying to get some publicity for the cause," Ruby shrugs and Belle seems to relax after that.
"Well" Maggie begins. "I'll see you guys tomorrow. After school at the library sound good?" We all agree and Maggie, Ruby and Belle leave. I can't help but feel like this may blow up in our faces, but three of the most popular girls in school came to my house. Asking for my help. I couldn't exactly say no could I?
Wait. What did I just agree to? Did they even tell me the plan? ...Well...this can't be good.
